Chapter 143Artist Mirage 3

I was still quite bewildered from the whole situation, longing for distraction. I had no idea what the girl, Nuru had been reading or researching. But apparently she thought it was important for me to know it as well. There were a lot of questions in my head still, but I was undecided if I wanted to ask her or Amy. I preferred hearing it from Amy herself. Also it would give us something to talk about without all the other questions rising up...

Kind of.

Nuru spoke softly while she pointed to lines in the book. "I think you'll find this interesting."

I started to read.

The research into telepathy and telekinesis is sketchy at best. Proof has always been elusive and those that may truly have the gift would avoid any such situations where their traits would be exposed. So, based on older archives and some minor research I have done myself I have come to some conclusions.

Theoretically everyone should be able to be both telepathic and telekinetic, but probably hindered by skill and talent in the same way not everyone can play a sport on top level.

Some afflictions seem part of over-exerting one-self, same as with sports, that could last from minutes up to days. Though it is unclear which symptoms would show, there have been stories of blindness, deafness and even complete paralysis.

My thoughts raced to fill in all the blanks. "So that's what happened..." I mumbled softly.

The book continued on those conclusions and some particular cases, my eyes just scanned the paragraphs quickly but found nothing of interest. The conclusions on the paper finally started to find their way into my mind and form a better picture.

She was psychic?

It would explain that one time when we had that odd moment of connection. But that time it definitely didn't feel on purpose. It was so sudden and her surprise was so genuine. I could easily feel it scared and surprised her as much as it did me. Slowly the picture started to become clearer.

It was impossible to deny my own curiosity. "Nuru, is she psychic?"

She nodded. "Yes, Master Hitori, but Miss Amy is not able to control it fully. It seems more like a reflex than an actual action."

Some words rang back in my mind from before. She served Amy, but should I ask her or Amy? My mind had sort of decided that I should wait and give Amy the chance to say everything herself. But I wasn't sure, the curiosity kept growing.

"Did anything else happen besides this?"

Nuru looked sad. "I... I'm sorry, Master Hitori. It is not my place to say."

I nodded. "It's okay, I'll have patience."

A knock on the door gave me a small scare. Nuru calmly walked to the door and received a platter with two plates on it. Some sandwiches, fruit and a pitcher of milk. She put it all on the table and stepped back, allowing me to take a sandwich for myself.

The first bite surprised me.

It wasn't that they were suspiciously tasty or even surprisingly good. But my body simply needed sustenance so badly that it's hunger took me off guard. My stomach wasn't even rumbling but with every bite I felt how much good it did me. The milk was quite fat, almost thick, but sweet to the taste and slightly warm. I wondered how fresh it was but it tasted amazing.

My body happily accepted the bread, fruit and drinking for these few minutes. I hardly even noticed Nuru's amused stare as I ate and drank. But I didn't gobble it down, each bite was taken with care and patience. Allowing my body the full pleasure of partaking this food. To me it felled blessed. Such simple bliss.

Nuru only ate half of what I ate, but she looked happy eating just what was right for her. She smiled.

I looked at her. "This was a good meal."

She giggled. "You looked like you needed it, Master Hitori."

"Thank you. I.."

A small sound caught my attention. It was a very subtle sound, like a little ceramic pot being tapped by a spoon or so. The sound was so soft it was hard to trace but my cup, standing on the desk, gave a clue to what was going on.

The milk inside the cup was vibrating gently, it's rippled surface appeared to move in slow-motion.

Nuru's voice was what warned me.

"Not again..."