An Angel in the living room

“Ahhh a familiar ceiling…” whispered Scarlet as she was lying down in her bed. She was currently her in her home, something that is quite rare. Her house is located in an urban area and it does not stand out much. If Scarlet could, she would have painted the whole house in red tones. Not only would this stand out, but also it would not look good, she had to admit. Red rooms aren’t simply comfy she had to admit. The house is meant to be a family house, since it has two floors, three bedrooms, four bathrooms, a large kitchen with a dining hall and a living room. Additionally, there is the garage, where her sports bike and her open-air car is located. The two bedrooms are locked up, since she doesn’t use them. Her kitchen is usually a mess, only bothering to clean when she feels like it. Being in the kitchen reminds her of her ineptitude of not being able to cook at all. Surprisingly though all her bathrooms are clean. This is not because she has to clean her bathrooms every so often to clean the blood she splatters in her bathroom.

She mostly spends her time outside to fulfill requests or in her office located in the city where she would receive the requests. She does not really come home, but it would be wrong to say that she doesn’t like sitting at home in her long empty couch, watching a show on tv, that is meant to be watched with the whole family, while eating soggy slightly-expired cup noodles in the dark. No in fact she likes it very much sitting alone in the dark and questioning her existence and why nobody likes to be friends with her. Not that the [Humanities Strongest] needs friends that would value her and not see her as a simple tool. Of course not.

It's time to get up.

Scarlet stood up and surveyed her room. She frowned. Everything was … clean? Her red clothes that usually are scattered across her room, were all folded up and placed gently in front of her drawer. Her books and her manga were placed in the shelf and even sorted. Her trash, which mainly consisted of food leftovers, were gone. Not only did the place seem clean, but also the usual stinky musk in her room was gone. The room seemed no longer unbearable to live and sleep in.

What’s going on?

Then she remembered what happened before she was knocked out. Was that person really here? She jumped out of her room and searched her house. She didn’t have to search long though. 

Standing in the living room, the person looks exactly as she dreamt. The olive-colored hair, the fair skin, the slim body and the huge… chest? That person is a girl? That didn’t matter to Scarlet when her eyes met her beautiful multicolored eyes.

Oh no she's cute

 The beauty was on the phone with someone and was talking to them worryingly. When their eyes met, she gasped. “You shouldn’t be up “she says with clear shock on her face. But Scarlet heart beat faster when she heard her voice. It was better than she could ever imagine. It was like honey for her ears, so pleasant and so sweat, that she would start worrying about diabetes.

“For you I will always get back up” she replied with a deep rich voice and instantly regretted it. Blood rushed to her face. She hasn’t said something so cringy since the 9th grade. The rose also blushed when she heard Scarlet’s reply. “But you really shouldn’t be up” she stammered cutely.

“No, I am really fine” assured Scarlet as she was avoiding her gaze from embarrassment. In reality poison from the bullets was circling in her veins. The amount of poison was enough to kill 10 elephants, but that didn’t matter to Scarlet. After all she is the [Humanities Strongest]. It would take more than that to kill her. Well, it would be troublesome if she didn’t do anything about it soon. But the enchantress comes first.
“I was talking to the hospital”
Scarlet immediately snatched the phone from, of course taking care not to hurt her, and cut the call, not before saying prank call. The goddess of good looks started at Scarlet flabbergasted. Then silence ensued. Scarlet’s brain was running at 200 miles per hour. She had no idea what to do or what to say. She had to say something to break the awkward silence. Her mind was rummaging in her brain to find something she can start a conversation with. Scarlet had practiced for a day like this when the cute beauty would finally appear, like a teenager in love. She had spent countless hours simulating conversations in her head and coming up with weird scenarios. But all that she could say was:

“Nice weather huh…”
Scarlet facepalmed. The beauty gave her a wry smile.
“How about we sit down and introduce ourselves over a nice cup of tea.”
And with that she rushed towards the kitchen to make some tea. Scarlet sat on the sofa bewildered not questioning anything that was happening around her.

10 minutes later tea was served. The black-haired maiden was sitting across Scarlet sipping green tea quietly. Scarlet herself was also drinking green tea. She had tea before that was brewed by famous chefs but this tea was far superior than any tea a master chef could and will ever brew, because this tea was made by the maiden. So Scarlet was cherishing every sip of the tea, tasting it with every buds on her lips.
“So, it is about time I introduce myself. My name is Elizabeth Watson. I am 23 years old and currently a student studying art. I am going to be in your care from now on.”

“Hey, I am Scarlet Johnson… Wait what do you mean in my care?”

Scarlet couldn’t remember anything about an Elizabeth coming and staying at her house. She would definitely remember someone as beautiful as her.
“Ahh yes I forgot I am supposed to give you this letter from Jack”
Scarlet opened the letter that Elizabeth gave her. The name Jack sounded familiar to her, but she couldn’t quite give the name a face. But as soon as she read the letter her face darkened. Jack, just Jack, was known in the underworld as the [Uncle]. He runs an inn downtown which is famous for being a safe zone but also a good place to gather information. No one dares to get on the bad side of [Uncle], because if you do, you would feel the wrath of the entire underworld and the people [Uncle] helped. Jack is generally a nice guy and helped Scarlet on a few occasions. He gave him information and equipment in her early life when she got roped into some troublesome opponents and mysteries and he also helped her get revenge on the killers of her father. But that story is for another day. When [Uncle] gives a request, you can’t refuse him and Scarlet had no intention on refusing him.
“What is your relationship with Jack?”
“He is my uncle.”
“What, your actual uncle?”
“Yep, he is my uncle. I wonder why I get that allot…”
Scarlet did not expect Jack to be an actual uncle. But then again, the title had to come from somewhere.

“Well Elizabeth, welcome to my house. I am sorry for the state of it, but I hope you can feel at home and maybe be friends with me…”
Scarlet said while standing up. The last part was only muttered and barely audible.

“Thank you. I hope we can be good friends. Ohh and you can call me Liz. That’s what my friends call me.”
Liz stood up and replied with a blinding smile on her face while stretching out her hand.
Scarlet seeing the smile realized that the days of loneliness would be over. She had waited for this day. Scarlet wanted to give Liz all her love, her entire being to her. But she doesn’t know how. So, for started she reached out and shook her hand.
“It’s nice to have you, Liz”
And with that a new era began in Scarlet's life