Akari didn't wait for an answer after the first two knocks; she let herself into the home. There he was, sitting cross legged at his desk, a research book in one hand and a mug of coffee in the other.
Akari tossed a new bag of coffee beans onto his desk beside him.
"Thank you…"
Before Akari could think of a response, the door behind her burst open.
An overzealous Maya stood in the frame, orange plaits curling up on either side, wearing her bell shaped black winter dress.
She casually strode into the room, "Hey Akari! Are you here to read someone's mind too?!"
"Wha.. ?" Akari's face read utter confusion, and before she realized it, the man had already left his seat and was sitting in the center of the room where he was when she awoke in his house just a few days ago. Maya had made her way over to the other side of the small table, apparently too distracted to wait for a response from Akari.
"… Chase again? ..." He spoke, with possibly a hint of a relinquished tone, really unnoticeable as he pulled out a hazy crystal ball from his bag.
"Yes!" She hopped back and forth, letting out a small squeal as the ball was placed at the center of the table.
The man placed his hands over the crystal ball. He closed his eyes, and the clouds in the ball began to move slowly.
It was like a scene from a bad movie; Akari couldn't help but let a tiny giggle escape her lips. At this the man shot her a quick glance, glaring. She quickly covered her mouth with one hand, a playful "oops" gesture, and swallowed her muses respectfully.
Maya, still indifferent to Akari, seemed not to notice the small exchange that just occurred. Instead, she leaned forward over the pulsating, swirling crystal, her feet planted but her torso inching forward. Wide eyed, she let out a small feminine "oooooh." The movement of the clouds slowed, then ceased. The comical fortune teller aura dissipated as well.
"He's thinking about you… still…"
"Oh thank you! Thank you thank you thank you!" She sang Chase's name as she skipped out the door.
A moment of silence, and the man had made it over to his bed. He laid down, looking exhausted. He was clutching his head, a headache?
He let out a small painful groan. Akari got up and fetched an ice pack, "you don't enjoy doing that for people, do you?"
She placed the pack on his forehead. "No." Blunt response, but he wasn't too aggressive.
The man rested for a while, Akari put away the cold compress after the first few minutes. The rest of the time she spent at his desk, watching him, thinking about how strange he was and what was with that mind reading thing. If nothing else he really was interesting.
The man sat up slowly, bringing Akari back from her day dreams. " … Sorry…"
"Don't worry about it. My name's Akari, by the way."
" … You can call me Wizard."