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'Yes, Lord Death.' Justin answered and made a respectful sign with his head.

'You may leave now.'

'You may leave now.'

Justin nodded and walked away with them.

Sid was waiting for them out.

Seeing him, the kids hid after Justin.

'It's okay, he's a nice man.'

'But he looks creepy.'

Sid showed them a room 'Here will stay the girls.' he pointed to the door and them to another door a few meters away 'and here will Justin and the boy stay.'' My name is Gavriil. And they are Tia and Mimi.' 'But we are afraid of the dark and unknown.'

'If you are afraid of the unknown, then why do you trust Justin?'

'Because I can see his soul- and it's wonderful-.

'So, the little girl can see souls. This means she's a master.'

'Again, my name is Mimi. And yes, I am a master.'

'I will move the beds in Justin's room.'

'Thank you very much.' Justin said.

Soon, 4 beds were in Justin's room.

Justin taught the children to do their evening prayers and they went to bed. The kids giggled a bit before fallen asleep.

Justin awoke before them and did his morning prayers. Mimi jumped out of bed.

'Justin! I had a bad dream!'

'You mean a nightmare. It happens.'

'But why, papa?'

'They night be a sign.'

'Dreams are signs?'

'Many are. They are more like a vision of future or past.'

'How so?'

'Many people dream about things that actually happen, like getting heavy with a baby, or dyeing.'

'This means I will die?'

'Of course not.'

'Good.'' she said in release.

Giriko sat on the ground. He missed Justin, to fight with him, and to hold him without Justin knowing...

It made him so happy to keep the priest in his arms and occasionally kiss his hands and neck. Only once he kissed his lips. Justin never knew this, but in his sleep he smiled while Giriko's lips played along his skin.

Giriko opened his eyes just waking up from a nice dream.

Images of what he could do to Justin filled his mind and made his body go insane. He was controlled now by a wish, an animal wish. Something that cannot be controlled.

In his dream, he kissed him. And Justin answered. In his dream, Justin whispered his name so many times, yelled it and more. Giriko played with his tongue, sometimes sucking on his tongue, sometimes along his skin. Justin was like an open book; every single small noise he let out only making Giriko kiss rougher, longer and with more passion.

But Giriko was tired of these dreams. Every night he had at least one of these dreams, wishes or willing.

It was so annoying, they were both boys, men, and Justin was a death scythe. But something else connected them. It was like a chain.

Justin smiled at his 3 children. They learned so much in 3 weeks: all the history of God, how to control 2 weapons...

Justin knew it was exhausting for a 7 years old to work about 6 hours a day on a train.

Not that Gavriil and Tia weren't exhausted.

Justin walked towards Lord Death.

'Good morning, Justin.' he said.

'Good morning, Justin.' Spirit moved his lips like he was talking.

'Good morning, Lord Death.'

'Your children are doing very well. They progressed so much in only 3 weeks. Congratulations.'

Lord Death said and Spirit repeated.

'What an honor, Lord Death.'

'Do you have any plan for them this weekend?'

I was thinking of going and read. I wanted to borrow a book for me and something easy for them, since they still cannot read properly.'

'Good luck. You may leave.'

'Good luck. You may leave.'

'Yes.' Justin said and walked out.

'So, Justin, want are we going to do? When do we start the training?'

'Actually, we pass training the weekend. We will read. We will borrow some books.'

'Great!'