Just after hanging up with Angel, Dean stood up and looked around. The cafe furniture was all still in the same place. He walked toward his room, leaving Claire and Bianca, who seemed to be in the middle of an argument. When he opened the door, his eyes widened. There was a staircase in his room leading up to a fourth floor, and his room was set up like a meeting space with a big table and seven chairs.
On the wall where his closet should have been, there was a tightly closed gate. Dean walked over and opened it. Behind the gate's door was a portal connecting the real world to the nightmare world.
"Hey, NS, what is this?" Dean thought to himself.
["This is your workspace. Your cafe is now your base. That door is a portal to my world. All the bedrooms have been moved to the fourth floor. Go take a look."]
"Ugh, don't just change things around in the cafe without asking. What am I supposed to tell Uncle Liam about all this?" Dean grumbled.
["Don't worry, I've already adjusted your uncle's memory and everyone else who knows about the cafe about this space and the fourth floor,"]
"Grrr... please talk to me first next time," Dean snapped.
["Hohoho... this is a reward for all your hard work. Come on, go up to the fourth floor and check out your room."]
Dean turned around and walked to the staircase where his bed used to be. He went up the stairs and arrived in a hallway. He looked to the right and saw a door at the end, three doors on the right, and three on the left. Looking down the shorter hallway on the left, he saw a large door. He walked over and opened it. His eyes popped when he saw a huge bathroom with a massive jacuzzi that could probably fit ten people at the far end.
"H-hey, what's all this?" Dean asked.
["This is if you and your wives want to bathe together. But don't worry, there's a bathroom in each of the bedrooms too."]
"My wives? What are you talking about?" Dean asked, shocked.
["Didn't I explain that a soul partner is a wife, and you can have more than one? Congrats, you have a harem now."]
"What? You never explained that! You've been keeping this all from me!" Dean yelled in his head.
["Hohoho... now you get it, don't you?"]
"Grrr... you're a real idiot and a jerk. You know I have trust issues and trauma," Dean said, his face red with anger.
["Hohoho... but you still wanted a harem in your last life, didn't you? Be thankful."]
"Grrrr... that was different. That was before I was betrayed and died. It's totally different now. I just want some peace," Dean thought furiously.
["That's why now is the time for you to be happy... even if you're in a lot of debt, hohoho."]
"Grrr... you a**hole," Dean cursed.
"Wow," Dean heard from behind him. He turned to see Claire and Bianca standing on either side of him, staring at the huge bathroom. "Slam," Dean quickly closed the door, making Claire and Bianca turn to look at him.
"Why'd you close it?" Claire asked.
"Yeah, we only got to see it for a second," Bianca added.
"We'll look later, let's see the bedrooms first," Dean said.
"Huh... okay," Claire and Bianca replied.
They walked down the longer hallway on the right, entering the rooms one by one. They all had the same layout and furniture: a queen-sized bed, a large wardrobe, a long desk, a vanity table, and a bathroom with a bathtub behind a door next to the closet.
"Wow... is this my room?" Bianca asked.
"Yep, looks like it. Claire's is too, all rooms look the same," Dean answered.
"This is so cool. I can't wait to move in. I hope Mom and Dad let me move out soon," Claire said, linking her arm with Dean's.
"Let's go see your room, Dean," Bianca suggested.
"Alright, let's go," Dean replied.
They opened the door at the very end of the hallway. All three were surprised again. The room only had a closet, a bookshelf, a desk, and a bathroom. But the bed was huge, taking up almost half the room.
"Why is my bed so big?" Dean wondered to himself.
["So it's easy for all your wives to sleep with you. It's big enough for everyone, hohoho."]
"Grrrr... you're a real jerk," Dean thought, his face turning red again.
Suddenly, Claire and Bianca linked arms with Dean, their faces beaming.
"Tonight, the three of us are sleeping here, okay," Claire said.
"Hehe, yeah, it'll be so fun," Bianca added.
"Huh... you guys are kidding, right? And why are you two getting along now? I thought you were arguing," Dean asked.
"Yep, we're done arguing. The order is all figured out," Claire said.
"That's right, we've come to an agreement," Bianca added.
"What were you even arguing about, and please let go of me," Dean said while trying to escape from Claire and Bianca's arms.
"It's a secret," they both said at the same time while pressing their bodies closer and tightening their embrace.
"Driiiing," Claire's smartphone rang. She pulled it out of her pocket and saw that Sarah and Jordan were downstairs. She turned to Dean.
"Mom and Dad are here," Claire said.
"Okay, let's go down. We can open the cafe at the same time," Dean replied.
"Um... can I help out?" Bianca asked.
"Of course you can, we'd love the help," Claire answered happily.
"Hey, I'm the cafe owner," Dean said, then turned to Bianca. "Ahem, starting today, you're also the cafe employee. We'll run this cafe together."
"Um... thank you. That makes me so happy," Bianca replied.
As they started to go downstairs, "bwuuuung," a holographic screen opened in front of all three of them.
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Target : Brandon Hall.
Age : 32
Occupation : Talent Manager.
Evil deeds : Exploitation, blackmailing, extortion, corruption.
Victim : Bianca (19) and many more.
Status : Deceased.
Position : His office.
Record : Never caught by the police because there was no evidence.
Exp Received : 6300.
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Applicant data:
Name: Bianca Foster (now Bianca Miller)
Age: 19 (Now 18)
Soul value: $7,500,000,
Payment: -
Status: Become Dean's second soul partner.
Life status: Alive
Total Debt: $13,450,000 + $7,500,000 = $20,950,000,-
Quest completed.
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Dean Wilson's Status:
Name : Dean Wilson
Age : 18
Race : Half Reaper
Level : 30 (3600 + 2100 = 5700 / 20,000 EXP)
Power : 6,000
Active skills : Brain control, illusion, vanish, surgery, soul drain
Passive skills : Low presence, hyper regeneration, scythe mastery
Weapon : Death Scythe.
Debt : $8,000,000,-
Soul partner : 1. Claire Anderson (18).
2. Bianca Miller (18).
Skill partnership : Telepath, teleport.
Total Debt : $13,450,000 + $7,500,000 = $20,950,000,-
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Claire Anderson's Status:
Name : Claire Anderson.
Age : 18
Race : Half Wraith
Level : 16 (+2100 / 5600 EXP)
Power : 3,200
Active skills : Shadow cloak, mind control, see-through vision, soul drain
Passive skills : Hyper regeneration, wraith form, katana mastery
Weapon : Ghost Katana
Debt : $6,000,000
Soul partner : Dean Wilson
Partnership skills: Telepathy, teleportation
Total Debt : $13,450,000 + $7,500,000 = $20,950,000,-
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Bianca Miller's Status:
Name : Bianca Miller.
Age : 18
Race : Half Vengeful angel.
Level : 13 (+2100 = 100 (up 13 levels) / 580)
Power : 0 > 2600.
Active skill : *new* charm and control, *new* bunny leap, *new* soul drain.
Passive skill : *new* hyper regeneration, *new* firearm mastery.
Weapon : Hellish Syringe Gun.
Debt : $7,500,000,-
Soul partner : Dean Wilson.
Skill partnership : Telepath, teleport.
Total Debt : $13,450,000 + $7,500,000 = $20,950,000,- ================================================
"Um... is this my status?" Bianca asked.
"Yeah, just say 'status' to bring up the screen. Come on, let's go down. Claire's parents are waiting," Dean said.
"Um... okay, Claire's already gone down, right?" Bianca asked.
"Yep, we have to open the cafe anyway," Dean answered, looking at Bianca's clothes. "You can change into a uniform in the locker room."
"Um... okay, is there one that will fit me?" Bianca asked.
"There are tons. my uncle ordered a bunch of employee shirts, so just find one that fits you in the box," Dean said as he headed down the stairs.
"Oh... okay," Bianca said, and then suddenly leaned in and kissed Dean's cheek.
Dean stopped and stared at her, his face surprised and bright red as he touched his cheek.
"H-hey, what was that for?" he asked.
"Um... just a thank you for accepting me and saving me, hehe," Bianca replied, walking past him down the stairs.
Dean watched Bianca walk away, lost in thought. "I think I need therapy if this is how it's gonna be," he mumbled to himself. "If this happens every day, I'm gonna lose it. I'll never find peace living with them if I can't get over my trust issues and all of my trauma, my head is a mess right now."