414,
After a few seconds, with a click, the door opened and a female voice came from behind.
"Come in."
Cyclone blinked and then opened the door, walking in.
The interior was completely beyond Cyclone's imagination. In this rundown building that was previously dilapidated and dark, it had now transformed into a very neat and bright home.
The dramatic change was due to a large cloth hanging behind the door, separating the light source. The windows were tightly sealed as well, and from the outside of the building, one would never imagine how bright it was inside.
The little imp who was sitting on a single sofa before had an open letter on the side table.
Facing Cyclone, the little imp had its back to the fireplace.
"After reading the letter, you should understand, right? I am Jí..."
"No need to tell me your name."
Interrupting Cyclone, the man with the appearance of a little imp smirked.
"I read the letter, and I have a general idea of the situation. Although I don't understand why you are so obsessed with studying medicine, there is something you should at least understand..."
The man's gaze became very sharp, staring directly into Cyclone's eyes.
"I got into this business to make a lot of money, I have no intention of teaching you medical skills."
"But I am a free labor force."
Cyclone responded simply, showing his determination.
"Even so, you will only add to my troubles."
"What kind of trouble could there be? Anyway, for you, whether you save lives or not, you can still make money, right?"
A mischievous smile from Cyclone made the man's eyes change.
Looking at Cyclone in disbelief, the man's smiling face turned more sinister.
"So... you have no ethics in medicine at all."
"..."
Cyclone did not respond immediately to the man's conclusion.
Ethics in medicine...
This was a question Cyclone had never thought about. Why did he study medicine? To save people?
No, Cyclone was not that noble, nor did he have that kind of enlightenment.
Cyclone wanted to study medicine simply because after saving lives, he felt a satisfaction he had never experienced before. It was just that.
However...
"Huh? That's not so bad~ You are right!"
While Cyclone was contemplating, the man seemed to have seen through him.
"Alright, you can follow me."
With a sly laugh, from Yuna's perspective, this was not a good thing.
However, Cyclone was puzzled by the man's casual attitude.
"Is that all?"
"Aren't you the one who said you wanted to learn?"
"...Yes!"
After a moment of hesitation, Cyclone responded confidently.
Seeing Cyclone's expression, the man waved his hand and continued indifferently.
"Alright, that's fine, but remember, you are just a free laborer, understand?"
"Understood!"
"Good, first of all..."
"Oh!? Wait a minute!"
Just as the man was about to say something, Cyclone suddenly thought of something.
"Hmm?"
"May I ask, how should I address you? Dudu only gave me the address and a letter of recommendation. Regarding you, even your name..."
"Is that so... But that bastard didn't do anything wrong. I never needed to know what you're called anyway."
"Huh?"
In the past, influenced by Cabellus' thoughts, Cyclone always believed that exchanging names was a way to acknowledge each other.
But apparently, the man in front of him was not interested in such matters.
"No need for names, I won't know what you're called, and you won't know mine. If you really must address me with a title, then 'Master' will do~ After all, you're here to apprentice, right~"
"Master..."
"That's right~ That's how it is. From now on, we are master and apprentice without names~"
"No... names?"
Smiling at Cyclone's confusion, the Master said,
"You will soon understand."
Suddenly, a figure slowly emerged from beside the Master.
It was a very thin woman, not just slim but giving Cyclone a skeletal impression.
Dressed in a sexy white outfit, she stood next to the Master.
"It's about time."
It was the voice Cyclone had heard when entering earlier, but this time, he could feel the love in the voice, much like when Yuna spoke to him.
If Cyclone was not mistaken, this woman was the Alice mentioned by the Master earlier.
"Alright! Let's go!"
"Go where?"
Ignoring Cyclone, the Master put on the coat he had received from Alice and headed towards the door.
"Of course, we are setting out~ What else do you think we're doing?"
"Isn't it... for medical treatment?"
"Huh? Here? No matter what, this is black-market business. Who in their right mind would do such a thing at their home?"
"True..."
Following the Master he had just apprenticed under, Cyclone embarked on a new journey.
And in that moment, a story woven by these nameless pair, a tale that did not exist in the history of Attersass, began in earnest.
***
