Lucia looked at the thrashed room with a pained expression. Those vase, those frames were the ones her mother loved dearly. "Now, its just a pile of broken glasses." Lucia sighed while gathering the glass pieces in a dust pan.
The man stood on the sidelines looking full of guilt but a little reassured as well.
'First death, then rebirth, then kidnapping, a pervert, a mean jerk and now a loan shark. Am I here just to suffer more?' Lucia felt she had more than enough incident for a day.
"I won't be surprised anymore if a dragon falls from sky or a vampire comes for me." Lucia had long given up her normal understanding of this perverted world. Lost in her thought she accidentally scrapped her finger.
"Oww…" She was brought back to reality with the sharp pain.
