The next day arrives, and the aftermath of the recent attack is still apparent. The house, once peaceful and tidy, now shows signs of the previous night's chaos.

Furniture overturned, broken items littered on the floor, and faint bloodstains on the walls serve as stark reminders of the struggle that had occurred.

Helia and Anna, along with other maids, set to work, determined to repair the damage and clean the mess left behind.

Whispers and rumors spread among the staff members about the identity and motives of the attackers.

During a break, Helia learns that the masked men belonged to a group whose aim was to bring down the Zenin household.

In response to the attack, an emergency meeting was hastily organized, bringing together the most influential figures in the sorcerer world.

The purpose of the gathering is to discuss the recent attack on the Zenin household and devise a plan to deal with the hostile group behind it.

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As the afternoon sun begins to sink, the emergency meeting draws to a close. The participants disperse, each carrying their own thoughts and concerns about the attack on the Zenin house.

Meanwhile, within the walls of the house, Helia and the other maids continue their task of cleaning and repairing the premises, working diligently to restore order after the previous night's turmoil.

Helia finds herself in a corridor, focusing on cleaning a particular section where traces of blood from the previous night's fight still linger. The sight of the bloodstains served as a reminder of the violence that had occurred.

With a hint of unease, she cleans the area, trying to erase any lingering evidence of the attack.

Helia is lost in her own thoughts, when she suddenly hears a voice break the silence behind her.

"Oh, hello tea girl!"

The unexpected sound catches her off guard, and she pauses for a moment, turning her attention to the source of the voice.

The familiar face of Gojo Satoru greets her, his cheerful tone ringing through the hallway. His magnificent blue eyes are locked on her. She stops whatever she was doing to answer him.

"Hello sir!" She replies, her voice full of surprise.

Gojo smiles warmly at her polite greeting, his eyes studying her closely.

"Hey there, no need to be so formal." He replies, his voice light and nonchalant. "Just call me Gojo, or Satoru if you prefer."

Helia responds unsure if she is allowed to call him like that. "Alright...Gojo."

He notices the hint of uncertainty in her tone, and his smile softens slightly. He waves a hand dismissively.

"Oh, don't worry about being allowed to address me informally." He reassures her. "I don't mind at all. In fact, I prefer it."

She nods before speaking again. "I didn't expect to meet you here si- Gojo."

He chuckles lightly, amused by her awkward attempt to address him. He leans against the wall, his gaze fixed on her.

He glances around, seemingly checking to see if anyone is listening. Satisfied that they're alone, he lowers his voice slightly and starts speaking about the recent meeting.

"I was there at the urgent meeting earlier." He explains. "Quite the situation we have on our hands."

"Oh, you must have heard about the attack then." She asks in a low tone.

He nods, his expression turning slightly solemn.

"Oh, yes I did." He responds. "The attack on the Zenin estate has everyone on edge. It's not every day that something like that happens."

He steps closer to Helia, a hint of concern in his eyes.

"I hope nothing bad happened to you either." He says, his voice carrying a note of genuine worry. "You weren't hurt during the attack, were you?"

She's quite surprised and a bit embarrassed that he would worry about her well-being, given that they've only met once before today. But she reassures him nonetheless.

"No no, I'm alright!"

He lets out a small sigh of relief, his expression softening slightly. He notices the hint of embarrassment on her face and can't help but smirk a little.

"That's good." He replies, his tone a little more lighthearted. "I'm glad to hear that you're alright. I'd hate for something to happen to the house's prettiest maid, you know."

She tries to keep her polite smile after hearing his comment, but she can't help the slight blush coming to her cheeks.

She must stop this, he's just being nice to her, there's no need to get all worked up.

Seeing her reaction, he decides to be a little more playful, he reaches out, gently lifting her chin with his fingers, his touch soft but firm.

She knows she must push him away; this is highly inappropriate, and they don't even know each other.

"It's a shame really, isn't it?" He murmurs, his voice low. "It's a crime that someone would want to harm such a charming girl."

His face is only inches away from hers, so close that she can feel his breath on her face.

She needs to pull herself together. Yes, he's indeed very charming and handsome, has beautiful eyes and a very attractive smile, but she doesn't know him at all.

It would be very weird to get close like that after only meeting twice, that's why she gently pushes his hand away from her face. She clears her throat fighting against the heat coming to her cheeks.

"Hum.. I don't think this is very appropriate...Gojo."

"Ah, always so proper, aren't you?" He teases, his smirk widening.

He backs away, a smile playing on his lips. She can breath a little bit better now that he's not so close. And with a wink, he gives Helia a nonchalant wave as he speaks.

"It was nice talking to you. And I hope we'll run into each other again sometime when it's just the two of us."

He starts to walk away, his steps light and confident, and throws one last glance over his shoulder at her before disappearing down the hallway.

She can't help but feel somewhat flustered by his forwardness, and she's left standing there, caught between his charming demeanor and her own lingering embarrassment. He's really a strange person.

With a small shake of her head, Helia pushes the encounter with Gojo aside and focus on the task at hand.

She makes her way to the weapon room, where she was originally heading before meeting Gojo. Her thoughts shifting from the charming sorcerer to the chore ahead of her.

As Helia enters the weapon room, she takes in the sight of various weapons, their sharp edges and gleaming surfaces waiting to be cleaned and maintained.

She can see that some weapons are missing probably because they were used last night.

She's getting her cleaning supplies ready when her gaze drifts to a particular weapon that catches her attention: a long, slender blue sword with complex designs along its blade.

The sword seems to almost glow in the dim light, its beauty and aura captivating her.

Carefully, she places her broom down and approaches the blue sword, its beauty drawing her closer. She cautiously reaches out and grasps its handle, feeling the smooth, cool surface beneath her fingers.

With the sword in her hands, she examines it more closely, studying its craftsmanship and the complex designs etched onto the blade.

As Helia holds the sword, a sense of playfulness overcomes her. She starts to move it gracefully in the air, wielding it as if she was a knight practicing a routine.

The weight of the sword feels balanced and comfortable in her hand, and she spins it around, the blade cutting through the air with a smooth motion.

"Having fun?"

Her heart skips a beat as a voice suddenly breaks the silence in the room. She turns around abruptly, her grip tightening on the sword in her hand.

Standing at the entrance of the weapon room is Toji, his arms crossed, and a smirk on his face.

He leans against the doorway, watching Helia with a mixture of amusement and curiosity.

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Hey! How are you guys doing?

I hope that you find the story good so far and even if you don't, no worries there are interesting chapters ahead!

See you in the next chapter!

Sarah ☆