Contractor (4)

"We'll do the lessons, visit each of us once a month. But you have to stop asking fairies to teach you," Logan gave in.

"Sure," I brightly smiled.

They didn't know what happened during my dreams. I could ask the fairies for some pointers and they would never know. Surprisingly, the book that the gatekeeper gave me was easy to follow, the language unscrambling only for me. I began to visualize creating copies of my bracelet to the four people in front of us, adding a dimensional space. Chanting the spells since I didn't know the theory behind them, most of them being illogical.

"The bracelets will only appear if you keep pouring mana into them," I advised them.

"It'll take up too much of my borrowed mana to transfer the Memors and keep the bracelets in this world," I continued to pour more mana.

"This takes a considerable amount of mana," one of them commented.

"It's due to the lack of mana in the air. It should automatically appear in the other dimension," I recalled.

I was exhausted after transferring all the Memors to them, close to using most of my mana supply. I hoped they could tell me the solution to fix the contractor issue now. We had more people with us, all of them extremely old. I wondered if I could also skip school to go to the amusement park next week. Regret panged my heart every time I opened my bucket list, most of them unfilled.

"I want to go to the amusement park tomorrow," I mumbled.

"We can spread the three months during the next hundred years," Logan revealed.

My jaw almost dropped from feeling like I was scammed. I forgot they were planning out my entire life for me. This was why I ran away often. How could I live with these kinds of people? I was tempted to kick the couch in front of me. I didn't need money to be happy, I wanted freedom. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to visit the fairy world if not for the fact I would be stuck between travelling two dimensions forever.

"I can run away," I began to threaten them.

"You already ran away last week. You returned because you didn't know how to handle this on your own," he pointed out.

"Do you have a solution?" I faced everyone.

"We can bring more tutors to improve your conversational skills. As long as you resist them, they can't do anything to you. It seems that they're restricted by a set of rules," he noticed.

Luke listened to their new set of instructions with Alex. I clenched my hands into fists, not believing I would have to suffer under strict tutors on the weekend. I was never going to exchange Memors for them again. Their family got rich from being scammers. I wouldn't be surprised if they were worse than criminals. They had the money to cover up all their actions.

"You scammers! Kidnappers!" I shouted.

"Rika believes we're her kidnappers. She believed the fairy's words when they tried to kidnap her," Alex explained.

"It's not wrong!" I glared at them.

"I want to go back home. I'm sick of the first district," I wondered if I could avoid fairies in another district.

"If you choose us as your contractors, you can easily overpower them," a fairy whispered into my ear.

I blinked several times in a row, not used to suddenly being pulled into my dreams. The glass table turned into a mirror, showing what was going on inside the office. I watched my body being carried to the infirmary, unconscious and limp. I gasped from finding my body almost completely destroyed, cruel red blood dripping out of every area. My skin was pale to the point it was starting to turn blue, cold to its touch.

"Is this usually what happens while I sleep?" I turned to them.

"We quickened the process to please you," she smiled.

"I'm impressed by all the medicine they have to keep you alive. Once you take them, we can increase the speed even further," another fairy suggested.

"Increase the speed to the limit," I didn't mind.

"Are you sure? You may suffer when you wake," one of them pointed out.

"How much?" I wanted to get this over with.

"Slightly less than your usual fevers," a fairy predicted.

"Do it," I continued to stare at the mirror.

"This is getting really dangerous. Her condition is suddenly rapidly deteriorating. Use everything we have," Luke's grandfather on his mother's side began to heal the dying girl.

"Do you know more about this Elliot?" Luke's grandmother stared at me.

"The reversal is on another scale. The amount she borrowed is tremendous," he shook his head.

"We can't let her die. Our grandson can't lose his fiancée. I'm going to join in with the healing. The medicine is making the reversal worse," Logan noticed.

"Rika is always like this," Luke trembled, filled with worry.

"Is it at the limit yet?" I faced the fairies.

"Since they're pouring more mana into you, we can increase the established limit," a fairy suggested.

"How much longer will I have to suffer?" I wanted it to be done by today.

"We can compress everything within four more days. If we attempt to kill you, we can decrease the pain after the weekends end," he brightly smiled.

"Then try to kill me," I gestured to them to start.