Dark in the Dollhouse Chapter 6: Chapter 6: Series Artistry

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Citen and Yuliana walked side by side. “So, are you going to hide in the closet?” she asked, recalling his previous words. Citen laughed. He said, “Nah, I changed my mind. You’ll give away my presence so I’ll do something else.” Yuliana furrowed her brows but didn’t rebuke him. She simply nodded. They reached the living room where Evander was sleeping on the couch. Yuliana was just about to nudge him awake when Citen walked forward and kicked him at his side, knocking him down to the floor. “What the!?” Evander looked around in surprise when his eyes met Citen’s. A frown spread across his face as he muttered distastefully, “Oh, it’s you.” “Hehe, what up lone dog?” Citen waved his arm and let it out for Evander. “Have you finally finished your year long vacation?” Evander said as he grabbed his hand and got up. He dusted off his clothes and sighed, “Don’t you have other ways to wake a sleeping man up?” “I got many. Wanna hear em?” “...On second thought, keep those felonies to yourself.” “Tch, how rude,” Citen clicked his tongue with a smirk. “Anyways,” Citen continued “what’s with this young lass? She seems a bit special.” Evander took his eyes off of Citen and looked at Yuliana. Yuliana smiled and gave him a little wave, “Good morning Mr. Evander. Did you have a pleasant nap?” Evander chuckled, “It would’ve been pretty pleasant had I not been woken up with a kick to the gut by some random homeless guy.” “I’m not homeless, the world’s my home.” “Said every homeless ever,” Evander yawned and added, “but it’s good that you’re here. Actually, Ms. Yuli would you mind if I talked about your circumstances with him? Despite how he looks, he’s a pretty knowledgeable Artisan with a boatload of experience. His perspective might be helpful.” So he is an Artisan, Yuliana nodded in thought. She replied, “Sure, I don’t mind. Thank you for considering my problem,” she bowed in gratitude. “Heh, this seems fun. I’m down,” Citen replied as he took a seat on a nearby sofa. “Shall I bring some tea?” Yuliana asked. “No need. This guy only drinks cranberry juice,” Evander gestured her to take a seat instead as he did the same. “That’s right,” Citen agreed. He snapped his fingers and all of a sudden, a box of cranberry juice appeared on his hand. Yuliana’s eyes widened. She asked, “Was that Artistry?” Evander rubbed his forehead. He answered, “Yeah, it was, but his Artistry is very weird. Did you borrow that from the future, Cee?” Citen laughed and replied, “Yup.” He tore out the straw glued onto the side of the box and stabbed into it. He took a sip and let out a relished expression. Yuliana’s mouth gaped. She stammered, “B-borrow from the future? You can tell the future? Is that your Artistry?” Citen nodded. He said, “Well, it’s not exactly telling the future, but being able to remember it as if it happened long ago. That’s my Series Artistry. It’s pretty interesting. Do you wanna know?” Series Artistry? Oh yeah, Mr. Evander had said something about it but didn’t explain it. What exactly is that? Yuliana wondered. But before she could inquire further, Evander interjected, “Later. That’ll take a lot of time. Besides, our topic of discussion is Ms. Yuli, not you.” Yuliana frowned but she held back and reeled herself in. “Alright then,” Citen leaned back into his sofa and began enjoying his drink. Evander then explained the entire situation from top to bottom. From the whole moment he found her, to how he revived her and what they had deduced about her memories and his subsequent Bestowment of Dream Vision. Codex of Life... so that’s how I was revived. I wonder what it looks like, Yuliana thought in passing. “Hmm...” Citen rubbed his chin in thought, “What you’ve inferred about the memory loss and her being an ex-Artisan is exactly my thoughts, so I have no comment on that. I’ll only add that the thing which caused her memory loss, especially regarding her loss of Artistry, is most likely high Stage 3 or low Stage 4.” Evander’s eyes widened as he shud