this is the story of Spin... WAIT WAIT WAIT! don't tell them the whole story or they won't read the actual book!

After being traded to the Pelicans, the basketball gods blessed our boy Zo with an endless ceiling. The LAKERS will soon realise that trading him to the pelicans wasn't a good idea. Read as he becomes what was promised, and more: Steph Curry With Lockdown defence and a 40inch vertical, the GOAT!
(This is for my boy Zo... I wish him the best)
(COMPETITIVE SPORTS... LOL.)

Warning: This world is different. The NBA is way more popular. The stars are reunited in one period of time, expect to see MJ, LeBron, D. Rose (Uninjured), Kyrie Irving, Stephen Curry all playing against each other in their prime.(I also recommend you to know who these players are, and familiarize yourself with Basketball, because THERE ARE NO EXPLANATIONS ABOUT HOW BASKETBALL IS PLAYED)

"Ho, ho!"
The vegetables had been taken out of the ice basin and poured into the hot wok by Xia Yu.
The spatula was stirring and frying, and most of the stove was covered by a thick white fog.
The unique and fresh fragrance of vegetables was intense. Miyoko Hojo was stunned, and her stomach made a protesting grunt. She immediately felt hungry.
"The smell of vegetables should not be like this. What method did he use to stimulate the smell!"
Miyoko Hojo was full of wonder.
She was different from other Japanese who liked light food. She was a Chinese food chef. The food taste was heavy. According to her tastes, she would not covet such a vegetarian fried rice.
"I'm done!"
A quiet voice woke her up. Miyoko Hojo looked at Xia Yu's plate.
The cooking time of this fried rice was less than 10 minutes from oil in the hot pot to dishing it out!
The fried rice was finally presented in front of the eyes of Miyoko Hojo with an emerald color.
Each grain was wrapped by spinach stem fragments, which turned them green.
The spinach leaves and cabbage were green and dripping. After blanching and stir-frying, the color of the vegetables were not dark or yellow, but green, fresh and even more attractive than when they had just been picked.
"It's just a mixed vegetable fried rice. Why can it reach this level?" Miyoko Hojo turned off the gas stove and stopped cooking. She propped her hands on the kitchen table and lowered her head to think.
This time she said what she had in her mind.
"Want to know? Then eat and see!"
Xia Yu handed over a white plate filled with fried rice and conveniently put a clean porcelain spoon in the hands of Miyoko Hojo.
She struggled.
Miyoko Hojo looked at the fried rice nearby. Her purple pupils seemed to reflect a green countryside.
The feeling of being surrounded by nature softened the eyes of Miyoko Hojo and made her strength become weak. She shakily scooped a small mouthful of fried rice and sent it into her mouth.
"Ah..."
In an instant, Miyoko Hojo sent out an unknown nasal sound.
The countryside scenery seemed real in front of her eyes.
When the sun shone down, Miyoko Hojo felt warm in her body and mind. The lightness that made her almost to fly to the universe made her run. On the ridge and beside the stream, her bright and clean feet stepped on the muddy land, and the fragrance of the soil came to her.
She lay in the beautiful growing vegetable field, surrounded by a bunch of spinach and cabbage. The green in the field of vision made people feel relaxed and happy.
Miyoko Hojo was relaxed and back to nature.
All of a sudden, she saw a hermit who was riding a cow and plowing in the field. The hermit turned around and she found that Xia Yu smiled at her quietly.
Miyoko Hojo was stunned in the same place.
In reality, she slowly swallowed the food in her mouth, and her eyes were clear. Miyoko Hojo looked up at the young chef standing in front of her, then looked down at the mixed vegetable fried rice on the plate, and asked in a trembling voice, "This is a highly finished dish, not an improvisation at all. Can you tell me the name of this dish?"
"Dish name? It's called Comet Fried Rice." Xia Yu spread out his hand and said, "In fact, this is not the ultimate form of Comet Fried Rice. It's a long way from the perfect completion."
Comet Fried Rice?
There was a little confusion in the eyes of Miyoko Hojo.
What was the matter with comet?
Xia Yu observed her doubts. He shrugged his shoulders and did not intend to explain more. He could not always tell others that this dish would actually shine. When it did, the whole dish would glow like a comet across the sky.
Nobody would believe it if they did not see it.
Miyoko Hojo continued to eat food. She put her cooking aside and concentrated on the delicious food.
Glancing into her wok, Xia Yu nodded secretly.
In fact, Miyoko's pineapple curry fried rice was almost finished. She stopped at the last step of sprinkling seasoning and flipping for a short time. However, it was not necessarily a bad thing to leave fried rice in a hot pot like this.
The temperature would make the rice crispier, but everything had a limit. Xia Yu thought that Miyoko Hojo should be able to grasp the fire.
"Fried rice with pineapple and curry..."
Xia Yu sighed with emotions.
According to the original plot of Food Wars, this dish was a unique skill presented by Miyoko Hojo in the selection of Togetsu in autumn. She got 87 points from a critical judge and surpassed Yuno Yoshino. Although she was finally eliminated by Kei Tadokoro by one point, her cooking skill was as good as the genius of Polar Star Dormitory.
'However, there is a big gap between this pineapple curry fried rice with the one presented in her autumn selection.' Xia Yu thought.
The autumn selection was from the beginning of school in April to September and October, with a half year interval between them. After Miyoko Hojo was promoted from junior high school to senior high school, she should be more proficient in cooking during this half year. Now she was just a one-star chef of IGO, which was too weak.
After finishing a small plate of fried rice, Miyoko Hojo looked at the fried rice in the cooking pot and swallowed her saliva. She was going to ask for another plate, but Mu Xiaoyue rushed into the kitchen, grabbed the cooking pot, and ran away.
"This is what Xia Yu left us. Don't think about it!" Mu Xiaoyue said in Chinese. Miyoko Hojo grew up in a Chinese restaurant and had contact with many Chinese guests and chefs, so she could understand it. There was a bit of embarrassment on her face.
She did not continue to eat the food. The warm spring breath in her chest would soon disappear.
Miyoko Hojo's heart was empty. She resisted the contrast and discomfort and asked, "Is this dish only made of green onion, spinach and cabbage?"
"Yes."
"The seasoned shrimp and mushroom powder can be used in an adequate amount." Xia Yu smiled and said, "Shrimp powder is a good match with fresh vegetables. It can make the vegetables taste more tender and delicious. In fact, this dish has no details, and its ingredients are very simple. Practice makes perfect, and the taste won't be so bad."
"No!"
Deeply frowning, Miyoko Hojo recalled Xia Yu's cooking steps and said slowly, "I don't think simple cooking is easy to do. On the contrary, the simpler the cooking, the harder it is to make an incredible taste!"
"There is little space for a chef to display their skill in it!"
"There are three main ingredients. Rice, spinach, and cabbage. While green onion, shrimp and mushroom are just seasonings..." She murmured to herself, flicking her purple hair from the corner of her eye. "The key is the condiments! It's better to have less condiments rather than putting more unnecessary things. The natural and fresh taste of this dish will be complicated."
"The secret meaning of this dish is returning to nature. If the taste is complex, it is equivalent to failure!"


Xia Yu made a wish to eat until he vomited. And this particular wish brought him to a completely strange spirit world which was full of cuisines.
What, Chef God System?
"You need to not only satisfy normal people's appetite but also all kinds of devils and ghosts. Use your food to move them!" the old man said to him coolly.
So, Xia Yu would never stop running on the road of becoming a Chef God.
 

She saw the man in front of her. Though she never spoke to him but she has seen him in her college many times. He is the infamous Mahir, well know personality,  student  president. He turned around to look at Shriya and asked her if she was okay. She nodded her head, how can she be not alright afterall she is the one who slapped the man, not the other way. Then came her driver Naveen worriedly. Mahir looked at the man who came running towards them asked with a cold expression "who are you ? I dont think you are a student here." 
Before the driver can answer Shriya replied "He is my friend." But  Naveen told "actually her driver." He then moved towards her and asked her If she was okay and what had  happened. He was out to park the car and then  here it  took another mishap. This is the second time and first time was  when he went to pay the bill, Vishnu created a scene  at the ice-cream parlour. If this happened again Abhi might fire him. Actually today he saw Brahmini enter the college in her scooter so he waited for her to park, that is when  this all happened. He was never the type to ditch his  work or show his feelings, but whenever he sees Brahmini he feels a little lost. Then his gaze turned towards the man in front of him and he thanked him for saving Shriya. 
Mahir nodded his head, turned to face Shriya and said "well I am Mahir, the student president, if anyone bullies you or your friends in future, complaint them to me. I will take care of them. Should I see you to your block" he offered  help. 
Shriya smiled at him and said  "no, but thank you. I have my friend and we will go on our own. Thanks, bye." with that she waved her hand and walked away. Naveen followed behind them and apologized to Shriya for his carelessness. She smiled and said that's not a big deal and not to worry about it and went into the class. 
After the class, at lunch, they walked into the cafeteria and Naveen brought the food. Abhi is a fitness freak and is careful about his diet. He ordered his chef to cook the food, the dietitian has suggested to everyone in the house. So Shriya's lunch pack has so much food in it rice, curries, roti, Rasam, curd and a sweet dish. Evening Naveen gives her a fruit. But today in addition to the daily lunch pack, usually which is enough for two people, Naveen also brought a take out of  Paneer butter masala. They opened the package and started eating.  That day Sony didnot attend the college as she was suffering with flu, which  means there were only two people to eat,  Shriya and Brahmini. In the earlier days of her college,  Shriya asked Naveen to eat with them but he didnot as it would not be correct for him  to eat with his madam at the same table. When she insisted he accepted to eat with them but not at the same table but on the adjacent one. Today there were only two people and so much food, so Shri asked him to  join them and he readily accepted her request. He knew his madam is not  being  just polite, he knew she meant it as she is a  kind hearted woman. After opening the package she made a rough guess why he brought a take out. That day curry is Palak paneer which Brahmini hates and complains whenever Shriya gets it. She looked at the two people in front of her, she sensed something weird with them but couldnot pinpoint what it is. That day after a delicious lunch, Naveen asked Shriya to let him leave work early as he is not feeling well and told her that he had already asked Abhi about it and the latter accepted it.  He also told her that other driver will pick her up after college. She nodded her head and asked him to take care of himself and asked him to rest for a few days. He bowed his head to her and left. Brahmini who is always talking was extremely silent today and went straight to the class. That day in the afternoon session they had to attend Chemistry laboratory. The experiment is 'Identification of a chemical compound' and the compound is 'p cresol'. The experiment has tobe done by a group of three people as a batch  and Shriya's group is Shriya, Brahmini and Sony. As Sony was no there, all the experiment has tobe done by these two people. By the end of the day all the people smelled like phenol. Shriya felt exhausted and she didnot even change her apron and came down and when she was about to call the driver forgetting he had left already, Abhi's personal driver came running towards her.

Abhishek is a famous actor in India and is known for his sincerity at work place.  He is a  cold, mysterious and oof person. His first love is Shriya Sheren, who is an orphan. He follows her for almost three years , without her knolwedge.  

But he comes in front of her one day, seeing him she asks him "Aren't you the famous Actor Abhishek Malhotra, Are you the one who wants to spend the night with me."

Next morning Abhishek offered her coffee with a smile on his face and said " Last night you promised me  that you will let me take care of you." 

 Will she accept his proposal to stay with him. What happens if she decides to stay with him and what are her reasons to become a mistress all of a sudden..

How Abhi is going to be make her his women and what happens when he decided to stay with her for a long time. 

Will she be able to manage his high profile status and become worthy to be his girlfriend. 

How does her life change after she met that dream man  of all the girls in the entire country. 

Thought: "What you have left with is more important than what you have lost".

Hati Barkala ... the habitat of elephants ... time is running ...

And the streets of old India as they were and remained ... only now instead of Mr. Sharma selling paneer. Mr. Mithra is standing. His son. And Mr. Sharma is nursing his grandchildren at home, he already says there are great-grandchildren. Time goes fast.

And here Mr. Sanjey from a financial officer ... became deputy director, then he was transferred to Bangalore, there he became director of a consulting center ... now he has returned to his homeland, to northern India ... retired, but he has a good house, now next to Professor Singh. And our history teacher now works at the University of Vienna.

The world does not stand still. Everything goes, spinning, changing.

In the meantime ... Mr. Sanjay .... invited me to dinner ... in a roadside cafe. It consisted of a pair of poles, on top was a reed roof. The first one was served with tomato soup, 5 rupees each, the second was fried sprouted bean sprouts with noodles 11 rupees each and 5 small steamed momo with goat broth 22 rupees each. Very tasty and cheap. And for dessert there was a glass of ground ice, with honey, milk and saffron. Unusual taste.

Hindus, for the most part, are vegetarians. Mr. Sanjey was also a vegan. Before leaving, I gave him a traditional teapot and Indian tea with an elephant on a box. Here he was surprised !!!! Tea was loose leaf; for export, goods are always better than for the domestic market. Mr. Sanjey, was a lover and connoisseur of good tea.

My dorm neighbor was from Myanmar, he brought with him a delicious, green Chinese tea. It was enough to throw two leaves in a teapot to get a very, very tasty, fragrant, slightly spicy tea. And it could be brewed three times!

All the same, trips around the world, give a different view of the world, you begin to understand it a little better. Than when you are sitting in the same country and you do not have complete information, there is no communication, no vision of what ordinary people live, what their life is, what they think they are worried about.

Our hostel was unique in general ... we went to each other for ... food. We were treated to curry chiken, then we returned mineral water and dried fish, and rice and stewed vegetables were returned to us. Our neighbors from Bangladesh ... ate every day a small bowl of rice and 1 banana ... this is their traditional culinary style. A neighbor from Mongolia ate 2 kg of rice and 500 grams of meat, dried buffalo each day.

And we? We ate eggs, cooked goat bone soup with vegetables and rice. It was delicious too.

Kruthika finished the security check up and saw one of her friend. She was Clara, Air hostess. She met Clara many times at Heathrow airport and had known each other from few months.
   "Hi Clara. How are you?", asked Kruthika
   "I'm fine, how are you?", replied Clara.
   "I'm fine too. In which flight  you are having duty tonight?", asked Kruthika.
   "May be London flight I guess", asked Clara.
    "Then it's perfect! Listen I need your help. While serving in economy class will you please serve me the food from this box", she handed a box to Clara, the box in which her mother cooked palak paneer sabji(spinach and cottage cheese) and some roti.
     "I'm not sure. It's difficult, if I get caught I can lose my job. It would have been easier if you were in other classes but I can help you to return it back to you when you reach London", said Clara with feeling of helplessness.
    "Okay. Will you please return me this when we reach London?", pleaded Kruthika.
    "Okay I'll try. Now I've to go. Bye", said Clara and went away holding the box given by Kruthika, while she stepped towards the boarding counter
       At boarding counter, the lady was checking her documents Visa, passport, boarding pass and ticket. Kruthika was having an economy class ticket. After checking her documents twice, lady at the counter asked,"Are you traveling alone Ma'am?"
   "Yes, I am", answered Kruthika with a bit of hesitation. 
    "Congratulations Ma'am. You have won a business class ticket", said the lady with a smile on her face.
    "May I know what I have done to win a business class ticket?", asked Kruthika.
   "By all means Ma'am. We provide a free business class ticket to woman who travels alone to make her more comfortable during their flight in our airlines. Accept this ticket Ma'am", said the lady still with a smile.
   "Hmm... intresting. Do you give such offer daily?", asked Kruthika.
   "No Ma'am. But it's decided by our superiors. Now if you don't mind please move forward Ma'am. You are holding a line", said the lady.
   Kruthika took her new ticket and collected all her documents back and moved forward. She found it strange and felt fishy about it but still she choose to go to business class.
   Her seat number was 13A in business class, it was a cubicle near window of the plane and there was another cubicle beside her, the seats of both these cubicle were in such a way that the person seating would be facing each other and there was a rectangular strip to slid if you want to isolate from others.
    Kruthika went to her seat, she saw there was someone sitting in her opposite cubicle, it was Abhikshith Bhargav the film star of South Indian Film Industry and the most eligible bachelor consistently for 5 years, he was tall and handsome he had brownish black hairs and brown eyes and wearing Tshirt sand a jacket and ripped off jeans.
     As she approached her seat, they both saw each other and gave a smile.
Kruthika was not excited to sit beside the celebrity like him, while Abhikshith was expecting her to say something about his stardom she just sat into her seat without saying anything.
    Air hostess have instructions about the seat belt and the emergency exits as usual, Kruthika was listening to them even though she knew all these things but to show some respect to them. While Abhikshith was in no mood to listen to those instructions as he was lost thinking to himself "why didn't she sat anything about me?".
    Kruthika pressed the help button, and enquired about her friend Clara. Due to unexpected change of her seat from economy to business class, she would now have the food cooked by her mother.
    "May I help you Ma'am?", asked Clara making sure to not reveal what they discussed before.
    "Yeah. Would you please pass this message to the person I've written on this paper? It's personal", said Kruthika and passed the letter, which was written as HI CLARA, UNEXPECTEDLY I'M IN BUSINESS CLASS WILL YOU PLEASE SERVE ME THE FOOD THAT I GAVE YOU.
    "Sure Ma'am", said Clara and took the leave.
     Kruthika pulled the rectangular strip to get isolated, but Abhikshith interrupted it, "No. I want to have vision of the window. Don't pull the strip.", said Abhikshith who's words were sort of statement instead of being request.
     "Okay", said Kruthika. She took a book from handbag which her mother gave it to her
      After few minutes the food was being served to everyone based on which they would prefer to have. Vegetarian and non-vegetarian sections were being served. 
     When the food trolly reached there cubicle, "Which would you prefer to have sir?" asked Clara.
     "I would like to have veg", replied Abhikshith and recieved his food.
     "I would like to have veg please", said Kruthika taking her food. She was glad to see here food, she was very thankful to Clara to serve her her's mother cooked food. 
     Abhikshith observed that they both ordered same but were having different food,"We both ordered the same but got different, isn't it strange?", he said.
     "Please don't make this as a big issue, if you do so she might lose her job . She had only done this on my request", said Kruthika trying to explain the situation.
     "Okay say me what happened I'll think whether I should report it or not", said Abhikshith.
     "Okay. I was visiting to India after six months, and I only had three days to live with my parents and to have all three delicious food cooked by mom. I was not fulfilled by it. I tried to bring food cooked by mom in plane so that I could not miss last taste of her hands and I don't know how long will be my next visit to my home. So I requested the Air hostess to place this food instead of airline food. If you still want to report the superiors you can and I'll be responsible for all this", explained Kruthika about her situation.
     "I won't report them but only if you allow me to taste your food", said Abhikshith with smile as he wanted to start the friendship with her.
    Kruthika gave her food to him they both enjoyed food together.

Kruthika who is determined towards her fulfilling her dreams, who works as an Air Traffic Controller in London. Everyone thinks that she doesn't share anything with them. It is it just there assumption?!!
She has a wound in her past which hasn't healed till now. 
Whereas Abhikshith Bharghav is an actor in South Indian Industry and has fan following all over the country, who meets Kruthika to complete his dare challenged by his friends. 
A unique and different story one will read, and join the rollercoaster of their journeys.
Read this novel to find out how did this all happen and what might forget happen to them.

I don't know when they finished the conversation. I don't understand anything. I am just looking at Everyone. I see the person who is talking all the time. Finally they decided to eat dinner. 

"Pizza" Aaron shouts. "Pasta" Jensen shouts. Everyone turns and looks at me. "What do you want to eat?" Kriya asks me. "I don't want anything." I tell them. "You puked already. You should eat something." She says. "I prepare rice and eat it with curd." I tell them and get up from the couch. "What combination is that?" Godwin mocks and laughs. 

"Are you gonna prepare food?" Kriya asks. "Hmm" I tell her and walk into kitchen. "Can you prepare for me also please? I ate rice long back man. Like a year before. I want to eat rice now." Kriya shouts. I come out of kitchen. "Sure" I say and smile at her. "Then today everyone will eat Indian cuisine." Ryan says and winks at Kriya. She blushes. "I am in. I never tried Indian cuisine." Aaron joins Ryan. 

"We are in" other three shout together. I smile at them and go inside the kitchen. I make a list of ingredients, we need for cooking and call Kriya. "Yes babe." Kriya asks. "We need these ingredients." I ask her to get it. "Yeah ok." She goes out. I follow her behind. 

Ryan and Kriya go out to get things. "Wait guys. We are coming. I need to get wine." Jensen says and all three got up. "Are you coming Aaron? Henry asks him. "No, I am fine. You guys go and get it." He says and turn towards me. I smile at him and wait for the people to leave. When everyone left, I walk inside the kitchen and start to arrange things. 

Aaron comes inside and opens fridge to take a water bottle. "Don't you have a sex education in school?" He asks and sits on the kitchen couch. "I am not gonna discuss about my sex life or the sex education to anyone." I say sarcastically. "I got to know about your sex life by the way you puked few hours back. I am just asking about the subject." He mocks me and laughs. 

It is such an embarrassing Moment man. I never thought something like this would happen. I should have ran to my room. I smiled embarrassingly. "Don't be embarrassed. It's fine not to know" he smiles softly. 

This smile gonna kill me forever. 

His smile is like rain on desert. It gives me the hope to live. 

This is such a fan girl moment. I am standing and talking to a person I never that I would have the chance to meet. 

"How old are you anyways?" He asks casually. "18" I reply matter of the fact. I turns and looks at me. "Still a kid" he says and winks at me. "I am not a kid" I fight back. "See kid, I am nearly a decade older than you. So you are" he says and shrugs his shoulder. "Don't call me that" I shout. "I will call you kid" he shouts back with a cute smile. I am frozen for a moment to see his smile. I smile back at him. 

"You know, I have a friend who is a great fan of yours." I say as I go to take plates and knife to cut onions. "Oh, that's nice to hear. Kids listen to my songs too." He jokes. "We are not kid" I say again. "What's your height? 4.8"?" He asks doubtfully. "I am 5.2" I am so annoyed now. "Still you are short baby" he says as he walks over to kitchen cabinet and takes a pack of chips. I stop for a second after he called me baby. 

My soul is dancing after hearing this. I stare at him for a 5 seconds before staring away. I start to chop onions and tomatoes. "Need help?" He asks softly. "That's okay. I can manage" I say as I continue with my work. 

He is very friendly. I never thought that a celebrity can talk to a person so casually. I don't know. I never met any celebrity before him. I am done with Onions and tomatoes when everyone comes back from grocery shopping. 

Ryan holds 2 bags and Henry holds a bag of ships and snacks and Jenson and Godwin are holding a beer case and few bottles of wine. Kriya is holding a packet of chips and having it. They come and place everything on a kitchen table. 

"Guys, we help her to chop veggies and clean stuff." Kriya says as she takes all the necessary utensils from the cabinets. They plan work accordingly and finish everything soon. My work become so easy after they help me to do. I finish cook so soon. I prepared rice, sambar, paneer curry, curd.

I take things to dining table and serve the food. It is a big dining table. First day when I come here, I was wondering why they have a big dining table. Now I make sense. I sit next to Aaron and take my plate to eat
"Well done kid" Aaron whispers in my ear softly. I just smile without telling anything. "I want you to be very careful Aaron. I am warning you again don't do anything stupid please." Ryan says as he takes a spoon full of rice and stuffs his mouth. 

"I won't" Aaron murmurs. "See Aaron, this is for your good. She is planning to file a case against you of domestic violence." Ryan says helplessly. "I didn't do anything Ryan." Aaron says with a pathetic tone. I am so sorry for him. "But why after so many days?" I ask confused. 

"I don't know" Ryan says. We finish our dinner. "You guys can sleep her today. You guys wanna sleep here or in room?" She asks. "HERE" Henry replies immediately. "I will get pillows and blankets." Kriya says as she walks towards guest room. She comes back with pillows and blankets.

Jessy: Do you do this to kid? 
Aaron: Do what?
Jessy: Kiss. You called me kid then kissed me. So I had a doubt. 
Aaron: As for as I know the kid was enjoying the kiss. ?
Jessy: I didn't say I didn't enjoy.
Aaron: Hmm. I know. I know you enjoyed it. 
Jessy: Thank you. 
Aaron: For???
Jessy: Everything. 
Aaron: You have to specify it. Say thank for making my first kiss special Aaron. 
Jessy: Thank you for making my first kiss special Aaron.
Aaron: Hmm. You are so beautiful and sexy babe.

Sexy??? Does he feel that I am sexy?? Seriously? Whatever man? I don't know what to respond for that.

Jessy: Hmm
Aaron: I wanted you to accompany me her in bed today. You left. 
Jessy: We just met yesterday. I don't think so it's appropriate to sleep together. 
Aaron: Tell that in front of me. Tell that when You are under me. 
Jessy: Stop it.
Aaron: You don't want that?
Jessy: I don't know.
Aaron: You will know once you meet me tomorrow. 
Jessy: You are so dirty. Good night.
Aaron: Good night babes... ♥️

I am so happy now. I turn of my phone and close my eyes.

"Pi?" It looked at the glistening red liquid on the creature's finger, while tilting its head. It tried to understand what the familiar figure had been trying to tell it but to no avail. It felt the world outside the egg was a strange, scary place and full of 'filthiness'. It was feeling very overwhelmed with its surroundings until it detected a familiar scent once it woke up within its food cache. It was the first scent it knew once it gained consciousness! It was also the scent that was within the liquid that increased his constitution significantly days ago. Whose scent could it be?

Hence, it tried its best to wiggle out to approach that familiar scent, only to find that it was emitted by a large yellowish creature with a long black mane. The white menacing-looking white fluffed up creature and the longish black creature with red wings at the creature's side gave it a sense of danger, which added to its fear.

As such, it tried its best to get close to the creature in front of it by instinct. After multiple tries, it finally could approach and attach itself to the creature! It found that the creature was soft and warm! True to its speculation, the creature could calm it down almost instantly! Hence, due to the pressure from the other two menacing-looking white and black creatures at the side, it tried its hardest to stick to the creature with the long black mane relentlessly.

The scent emitted from the red droplet was unmistakable! It was the origin of the scent which had calm it down!

It finally understood!

Maybe it was related to this creature! Was it its kin? It gazes intensely at the yellowish creature's face to memorize it after immersing itself in its aura. It had already forgotten about the red liquid after a moment of curiosity.

However, it suddenly felt a kind of pressure descended upon it. It got scared and agitated as it noticed the white fluffy creature with purple eyes was staring hard at it as if it had a grudge over it! Slowly, its beak felt like being pried open forcefully! In a panic, it fought back and flapped as hard as it could!

"PIKO! PI!!" It shrieked in panic.

It saw the yellowish creature with a black mane being thrown away very far by its action! A sense of fear for the creature birthed in its heart! 

"Adoiii!" The creature yelped in pain.

The longish black creature immediately caught the flying creature midair and placed it down gently. Seeing that the creature with the black mane leaked water from its face from pain, the black creature turned ballistic, and another layer of pressure descended upon its tiny body pressing it down hard on the glistening floor full of food. A white lightning strike rained on it hard and burned some of its fluffy feathers.

"Ku-chan, no! Don't hurt it!"

Once the disorientation from being electrocuted disappeared, it saw long thorn-like white objects floating around it from all sides with the sharp-side in! They were closing in on it! It immediately attempted to retaliate, but its movement was locked all of a sudden! The longish black creature had wrapped around it and started to restrain it from moving!

It could see the yellowish creature ran towards it while shouting, though, again, it couldn't understand a single thing.

"I said, STOP! Little Piko-piko is Off-limits!"

The shout wasn't that loud, but it brought along a kind of force upon the two creatures currently attacking it, though it couldn't feel anything. It could only see they were struggling to overcome some sort of unseen constraints but to no avail. The ice shards fell to the ground emitting a clattering sound, while the constriction upon it loosened a little, giving it a small space to breathe.

A warm hand coddled the bedraggled self to a soft, warm spot it liked so much.

"Please open your mouth, okay?"

The hand tickled its throat, then it caressed the sides of the beak gently, urging it to open. It felt so happy and secured within the yellowish creature's embrace, and naturally opened its beak in contentment.

It could feel the red liquid entered its body through its throat. Something changed within, but it didn't know what. Everyone was staring at it while waiting for who knows what. Suddenly a new surge of feelings came over it! 

Was it happiness? Relief? Love? It was a mixture of complex emotions, totally new to it.

This surge of emotions was confusing. These new feelings surely didn't belong to it. It could only feel hunger and sleepiness before. It felt alien but familiar at the same time.

"Piko-piko. You're such a handful." The creature in front of it smiled teasingly while rubbing its head gently.

"Pi? PIIII!" Little Piko-piko was pleasantly surprised when it realized it could understand the creature's intention!

They suddenly snuggled happily together while being silently watched by the other two creatures.

[Ehem, I'm the big bro around here. Kuro. You brat, you better listen to me. Never hurt our mistress ever again if you don't want me to pluck all your feathers out!] A sinister message was sent over from the black creature. 

[Shiro here. I second what Bro-Ku said. Watch out, brat. Work well if you want to eat.] Another voice came over with a snort.

Understanding the threats for the first time, little Piko-piko chirped a little with fear as Hana stared hard at the two boys while narrowing her eyes with a warning look.

"Pi-chan is just a baby. Don't be mean."

Kuro and Shiro evaded their mistress' stare as they pretended to busy themselves with self-made work. Kuro scooped the pearls up and placed them back in their designated space while Shiro used his beautiful tail to sweep them off to one point, just like a professional sweeper. Both of them had suddenly become diligent housekeepers.

Hana just realized she had unintentionally named her new pet without asking consent from it. After a moment, she shrugged it off with a lighthearted smile.  

"Pi-chan?"

"Pi?"

"Go join your brothers and clean up the mess."

The little bird adorably nodded its tiny head and hopped off from Hana's embrace gently. This time, it took care to use as less energy as possible. In front of everyone's gaze, it hopped into the pile of pearls that Shiro had painstakingly swept, unintentionally pushing Kuro, who had been scooping the pearls to the side, spilling everything over. It then burrowed itself in and stared at the spirit pearls in a serious manner for a few seconds. Hana was watching curiously at its antics. Why was it staring at the pearls intensely??? Suddenly, the little bird started to gulp the pearls franticly. Every time a pearl entered its tiny body, the three golden bands shore for a second before subsiding.

Hana, Kuro and Shiro, "... " O___O

They just realized they had just adopted a money-burning pearl-eating glutton!

Its upkeep will be way too expensive!

Was this a good thing or a bad thing?! Is it too late to cook it for dinner?

...

Arash woke up the next morning feeling fresh and rejuvenated. He stretched his body languidly as a series of popping sounds resounded. The first thing he did was to fetch for his smartphone to check how much battery was left. He had let his wife's voice on the loop for a long time to soothe his heart, and surprisingly he had the best rest for a long time. He wasn't sure when did it stop as his phone was already shut down. He quickly attached his smartphone to a power bank and rummaged his bag for his tumbler. His throat felt extraordinarily parched as if he was going to get a sore throat. No, it wouldn't do! If he did get one, he had to refrain from eating spicy and fried things, which will make his heart bleed with anguish.

He had wanted to eat good food as soon as he returned home. A banana-leaf vegetarian meal (1) with a side of lamb Varuval (2) at his favorite restaurant would do the trick! His kids could eat roti canai (3) at his side while he savored a variation of spicy vegetable dishes with turmeric dhal soup (4) and heavenly succulent heavily spiced lamb for his meal. Truthfully, surviving on energy bars was never his 'thing' as he preferred rice-based hearty meals. Of course, with an ample amount of vegetable sides and fruits to cover his guilty conscience.

Arash's mouth started to water. He only had an energy bar the whole day yesterday. Should he cook another portion of rice? He still had a few packets of ready-to-eat meals left. This time, he could really go for some chicken curry with potatoes. At least it had that spice he missed so much.

As such, after cleaning up adequately and performed his routine prayer, he started to cook just beside the window. While cooking, he noticed the village was devoid of activities. Did they partied too hard with Tok Silihan last night and slept in late? Though the sun was not up yet, it wasn't so early at the moment. At home, he would've been riding through a traffic jam to reach the train station two towns away at this moment.

In about half an hour, the smell of rice wafted out of the window. He quickly prepared to pour in the prepacked ready-to-eat curry on top of the steaming rice. If Hana were around, she would've given him a big no-no, saying how cincai he was, but she wasn't here to nag. So, he could perform as much short-cut as possible without being reprimanded. His wife would've cut and sauté a big batch of onion rings in a pan until soft and fragrant before adding the prepacked meal, readjusted the taste with salt and pepper, and maybe simmered some peeled boiled eggs together with tomatoes within the gravy before serving separately with rice. Her reasoning was so simple. If just a few extra steps could increase the taste and heartiness of the meal, so why not?

"Hmph! There's someone gratitude-less over here. Cook something to eat but didn't invite this old man over?!" A sudden ghostly voice resounded just behind Arash. He yelped and jumped to the side in fright!

"Tok Silihan! What are you doing?! You nearly scared me to death! Stop sneaking up on me! My heart couldn't take it!"

Tok Silihan clicked his tongue unhappily. "Hmm, don't you dare change the subject. I can smell your rice from a mile over! How could you cook something so fragrant but forget to call for me?! I'm just next door!"

Arash sweated. He honestly didn't plan to invite Tok Silihan as he thought that the elder must still be in his dreamland after partying hard last night with all the villagers. "Er. I thought you're asleep. It's still very early at the moment."

"What early?! All the adults had gone out to hunt and forage earlier, leaving only the babes behind! You're the only one who wakes up last!" Tok Silihan knocked Arash's head repeatedly.

"Ouch! Ouch! Sorry! Didn't you guys party hard last night? Didn't even invite me lohhhh." Arash snorted while rolling his eyes. He too knew how to use the guilty conscience card. To his surprise, Tok Silihan didn't reply and gave him a piercing stare. It made him had goosebumps all over.

"Come, come. Have breakfast with me, Tok Silihan. But this time, equally shared rice. I'm starving! Someone didn't pity a patient last night and finished up everything. He even licked the spoon and container. Don't say I didn't saw it, though that someone had supernatural powers. How could he stoop so low as to lick spoon.." Arash's voice trailed off to a lower volume as he could feel his cheek had been squeeze painfully on one side.

"Keep on being rude to your live-saver, and this old one is going to tear off that meaty cheek for good."

"Aiyooo... Ai.. Ai.. Sorry-lah.. So touchy-lah.." It wasn't as painful as it seemed. Both of them knew Arash was just exaggerating.

Tok Silihan took out two sheets of banana leaves as plates for them, and Arash took out two metal cups. They sat cross-legged in front of each other and ate happily like a family. Unknown to Arash, their 'happy family over a meal' scene was seen by a large number of young villagers crowding over Arash's haya outside. They were peeping through the gaps in between the bamboo structures with deep interest.

Until Tok Silihan suddenly banged his metal cup.

Everyone ran away and hide.

"What now, Tok Silihan?" Arash made a puzzled look.

Tok Silihan cleared his throat. "Ehem, I just need a refill."

"Er, okay."

…


Authors' Notes:
1) A banana-leaf vegetarian meal = a Southern Indian cuisine rice-set that comes with a bowl of rice, 3-4 side dishes of random cooked vegetables, 1 bowl of dhal soup (lentil), 1 small bowl of rasam (spiced tamarind based soup), and 1 small cup of watery fermented milk. Usually eaten on banana leaves. During the olden days, many southern Indians migrated to Tanah Melayu (old name of Malaysia) for work. Since then, all had become residents of Malaysia, and the food had evolved to suit the taste of Indian Malaysians. This one-meal-dish is one of the most popular ones that everyone loves including Mr and Mrs Mooncat <3

What it looks like (the variation present are endless). Usually we will order 1 set of banana meal set each, then add some main meat dish such as chicken, lamb or paneer (Indian cheese-like dish, super delicious!):  https://www.google.com/search?q=banana+leaf+meal&sxsrf=ALeKk02RF0EqmkDMSmfJ0-xN1dM8h9hIig:1585949311522&tbm=isch&source=iu&ictx=1&fir=gr2hLtdG_2EKtM%253A%252Cx6Mpj95qDoU_wM%252C_&vet=1&usg=AI4_-kT81WkHMgtRlkzy10vzXfIdWXX1ug&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjy-eDKmc3oAhWaXSsKHYxUBCwQ_h0wIXoECAoQCw#imgrc=gr2hLtdG_2EKtM:

2) lamb Varuval = It's like a spicy and hot dry curried lamb. Don't know how to explain, but this dish is extremely delicious (Ahh~ Mrs Mooncat's mouth already watered..). 

The way to make this dish had many variation and had a slight difference from one another. These are the variations present:
https://www.google.com/search?q=lamb+varuval&sxsrf=ALeKk00EyL8ZXGzzLWH5O9KZEvHO-XBzAQ:1585949866051&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjd3pbTm83oAhXNe30KHf6kBfYQ_AUoAXoECAwQAw&biw=1536&bih=750

These are two recipes that looked like the way we like to eat them (Mrs Mooncat had attempted making it a few times but the taste wasn't right. It wasn't the taste that Mrs Mooncat loved from the restaurant we frequented).
http://www.oceanofrecipes.com/indian-recipes/mutton-fry.shtml
http://myerecipecorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/mutton-chukka-varuval-spicy-lamb-dry.html 

3) roti canai = Malaysia's flat croissant bread (yep, I didn't kid you. It's the official name for foreigners, though it sounded really weird). This is considered a staple breakfast menu for many Malaysians. We eat roti canai with a small bowl of curried dhal added with fish curry and sambal. Another way of eating it, is by adding 'banjir'which means flood. It means, the roti canai was cut to pieces, then doused with curries on top until it floods..owwhh.. we missed it! 

What it looks like:
https://www.malaymail.com/news/eat-drink/2015/09/06/our-5-favourite-places-for-roti-canai-in-kl-pj-klang/964691
This is how to make one:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JC532kMUw28

4) turmeric dhal soup = It's actually a mild curried yellow lentil soup added with herbs, curry leaves, potatoes, carrots, and radish. The only type of 'soup' that kids can eat since it is not spicy at all. Dhal curry can be seen in previous roti canai link as the one with the yellowish gravy (the orange one is usually fish or meat curry and the red one is anchovie sambal)

Some of the variations:
https://www.google.com/search?q=kuah+dal&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjz_bfAos3oAhVL2nMBHXo-B2MQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=kuah+dal&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzIECCMQJzICCAAyBAgAEEMyAggAMgYIABAFEB4yBggAEAUQHjIGCAAQBRAeMgYIABAFEB4yBggAEAUQHjIGCAAQCBAeOgUIABCDAVCflAhY6KQIYPOtCGgAcAB4AIABMogB4QKSAQE4mAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=2bOHXrOtMMu0z7sP-vycmAY&bih=750&biw=1536&hl=en

…

Meet Hana, a not-so young clumsy housewife, who got lost in a different world when she stepped out for a short grocery shopping session. How can this aunty survive without skills or even a 'golden finger'? What actually can a housewife do besides cooking and cleaning? There's nobody around at all, so she can't even scheme. Is she destined to die in a foreign place full of trees as a side character? Or will she step up and find her own 'edge' in order to survive? Follow her colorful journey and her struggles to carve up a humble abode (sojourn) which she could call her own while awaiting for the beloved of her life to rescue her from her nightmarish predicament.

Will her beloved even be able to rescue her?

Will she obtain benefits and unimaginable wonders as she struggles day to day to survive?

Will she one day obtain super powers as a transmigrator should?

Let us wait and see while rooting for this bumbling yet lovable housewife

Note: golden finger refers to special powers/systems provided as a rule of thumb to all transcenders to other worlds in webnovels

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(prologue)
Mother had always warned me to never set foot in the basement. She said they were things I shouldn't know, things I should never look for. 
She warned me so many times and so often that I became afraid of it. I believed that there was a monster living there, a monster that gripped my mother's heart and filled it with an obsessive fear.
Any mention of the basement and she'd be hysterical. 
"How many times should I tell you?! NEVER GO INTO THE BASEMENT!!! I would rather you die than step in there!!!"
******
The allure of forbidden things is as tempting as any if not more. But it's also frighteningly dangerous as if death was gently rubbing your back.
Regret isn't enough to describe the horrible feelings that well up once you've given in to temptation and the consequences of your actions unravel especially if your curiosity came at the cost of someone's life. 
There are some things you're better off not knowing; some you should never go looking for. 
*******(Beginning)
"Hey Isaac! Are you even listening?" I kicked his shoulder. We were laying on my bed and I was telling him about what happened the other day.
He flinched and yawned, "no...not really."
"Jerk!!" I grabbed one of my grey pillows and whacked his face with it. 
"I'm tired!" He said then he jolted up and pulled me by the leg.
I failed to resist and soon found myself beneath him.
"You done?" He asked with a sheepish smile.
He moved his face closer to mine then stopped short when he felt a prick on his neck. I pressed the pen just a little bit harder and it almost broke past his skin. 
"Move any closer and I'll stab your carotid artery you'll choke on your own blood," I smiled.
He laughed and pulled away. Isaac dropped besides me and we both stared at the ceiling. 
He laughed, "when's your mom getting home?"
"Tomorrow like always."
"So that means I can stay over?"
I didn't have to look to know that his somewhat bent smile was plastered on his face. 
"Yup."
"And we can binge on anime all night?"
I sat up and rested my head in my hand, I looked down at him and grinned, "you know it!!"
He smiled. 
Isaac Roharris, my best friend.

It was nearing midnight and I was sitting in the space between Isaac's legs, his chin was rested on my shoulder. The large screen tv was showing one of our all time favourite anime's My Hero Academia. 
Isaac buried his head  in the crook between my shoulder and neck. 
Then he whispered, "still haven't seen the basement?"
If it wasn't for his arms being wrapped around me, I would have bolted right then and there. 
"No."
"Why?"
"You know I'm not allowed to."
"She's not home."
"No!"
"Come on."
As terrified as I was, it didn't take much for Isaac to convince me. Soon enough we were standing at the staircase that led to my mother's forbidden grounds. 
"You know, in the horror movies it's always the idiot that goes down to the basement that ends up dead or possessed or something stupid," I hissed angrily.
"Come on!" He pulled on my arm, "if you're that scared I'll hold your hand, in fact you don't have to look... I'll cover your eyes. Just trust me."
We went down the steps, each one made me want to turn back and run. I could hear my mothers voice in my head screaming at me never to go there but there was another voice saying, 'what could possibly happen?'. 
Isaac yanked my hand an I almost missed a step, he laughed when I screamed. "Ahhhh!"
"Ugh!" I punched his stomach and he hunched over laughing in pain. 
At last we made it to the wooden door and Isaac put his hand on the handle. He pushed it down and surprisingly the door creaked open. Immediately ran down my spine. It was dark and humid and smelled of something between sewer and death. 
Isaac seemed to be enjoying the damp disgusting room which most likely had rats or moths. He walked in ahead of me and I followed feeling a strange pressure on my throat that soon went away. 
Isaac waved his phones flashlight around slowly, bringing different things into view. There was a small window that brought in absolutely no light, probably because it was far from sun up. 
There were stacks of years old boxes and news papers. Pipes connecting to who knows what.
The ground was no different from damp soil and hard rocks with some strange looking plants here and there. I wished I had worn shoes. My socks were wet and I'm sure they weren't white anymore. 
"Well maybe your mom was duping you?" Isaac laughed at the desolate state of our 'horrifying' basement. 
"Really?" I rolled my eyes. 
"There's nothi...." Issac stopped short when his flashlight hit the wooden thing in the centre. It didn't take much to see that what was being illuminated was a fancy looking dark wood coffin rested on a rectangular stone platform in the centre. 
I unconsciously squeezed the hand that was holding mine. Isaac huffed and pulled his hand away, "you and your freaky bear grip, don't crush my hand!!" He whined.
"S-Sorry."
"So your mom keeps a coffin in the basement... that explains the disgusting smell."
I stopped myself from saying that the smell was far from that of a corpse even though the room reeked of death. It had a sickly sweetness to it that I couldn't describe.
"Let's open it," Isaac smiled.
"Hell no!" I growled.
"Come on... what could possibly be in there besides bones."
"Isaac no!!" I pulled him back and proceeded to head for the door.
Before I could take five steps he pulled me back and I stumbled. I came to a stop right in front of him. He looked down into my eyes with that lopsided smile of his. 
"Stop it! My mom obviously hid it for a reason."
"Then stay put, I'll open it." he moved his eyebrows up and down.
I yanked my hand from his and rooted myself to the spot. 
Isaac approached the coffin. My legs refused to move as he drew closer to the coffin.
What I found most terrifying, was the fact that nothing happened. Sure the air became colder and there was a strange ringing sound that filled my ears but even after Isaac touched the coffin nothing happened.
He held the flashlight between his teeth and and reached for the coffin with his other hand. Isaac flipped the lid and as it opened a weird looking dust or mist jumped at him with a single 'puff'. 
He coughed and waved it away with his hand. 
"Ugh!!"
When it cleared, Isaac stared into the coffin. I was close enough to see the shock and perhaps disappointment painted on his face. 
"There's... nothing in it," he mumbled.
"Huh?"
"It's empty!!" He shouted.
I walked up holding my breath just in case he was lying. He was right it was empty, in fact it looked clean and new if you ignored the weird greyish dust. 
"Your mom was definitely duping you."
I backed away from the coffin. 
"No way. There's no way she spent eighteen years preparing a prank you idiot."

After that disappointment, we looked around a bit then left. Isaac and I went back to the living room. I was confused. There was nothing but a coffin and an empty one at that. Why would she hide that... was it some fetish?
I couldn't think of a reason why.
Why would she keep a fancy looking coffin in the basement?
Why would she warn me about it?
Isaac noticed that I was lost in my thoughts. He ruffled my hair with his hands. "I'm sure she has a good reason," he smiled reassuringly. His warm brown eyes snapping me back to reality. 
"A good reason... I wonder."
"Come on... we still have thirty four episodes to watch," Isaac scratched at his neck, his pale skin developing a red patch right where he scratched. 
"Don't scratch so hard, you know how sensitive you are!" I pulled his hand away. 
"Well it's itchy."
Just then my phone buzzed. A text from 'Okāsan' (Japanese word for mom). 
[I'll be back early]
I relayed the message to Isaac. 
"Well...let's eat something," he announced.
"You're cooking?"
"My special spinach sandwiches," he grinned. 
Every speck of emotion on my face died, "I hate you."
"No, no you don't," the higher-on-one-side smile made its appearance.
Oh how fake that smile is! I thought. I rolled my eyes and walked to the kitchen. The coffin in the basement still a vivid image in my mind. 
Why... why did I think it was beautiful?
I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts filling it.
"Do you want it spicy?" He asked as he pulled the bread from the bread bin. 
"Mild please," I smiled. 
"You got it," he assembled on the table, butter, a lunch box, salt, a knife, a loaf of bread, curry and day old cooked spinach.
I watched him make five mildly spicy spinach sandwiches. 
"You're on drinks," he pointed at the kettle with his smoothly curved chin.
"Coffee and coco?"
"Yup."
When the food was ready we ate while we watched and then watched till we slept. Alas we entered the next day sprawled on the floor with separate blankets. A lunch box between us and two empty flasks.  
Isaac being the preset alarm he always was woke first and pushed my leg off his stomach. He then proceeded to drag my half dead self up to the couch with not a touch of care, I know this because right after the swaying sensation was a dull thud.
The sound of my leg hitting the old wooden table. I jolted awake just as my head hit the arm rest of the dark brown couch. 
"Oh." Was his only response.
"You should've left me on the floor you jerk!" I kicked his ankle and he withdrew holding his foot in his hands while hoping on the other. 
"Damn it!" He shouted. 
I stuck my tongue out at him. 
He shook his head, "I need to leave soon."
"Mmhmm," I pulled the blanket closest to me from the floor and hid underneath it. 
Isaac pulled it off me. 
I frowned and forced myself up, "let's clean up before mom gets here," Isaac said. 
It was six in the morning, the sun had barely shown its face and yet this idiot wanted me to get up and clean up something I'm clearly responsible for? What a jerk?! I thought. 
I resolved my self to kick him again and then got up to help clean the mess we made.
While we were cleaning, I noticed that the spot Isaac was scratching was still red and it looked bigger. 
I'll ask him when we're done.

Mother always warned me, never go in the basement. 
"I'd rather you die than go in there!!"
She warned me so many times that there's a deep fear of the basement logged in the crevices of my heart alongside an ever growing curiosity as to what monster is hiding there. 
"Hey, your moms not coming back till tomorrow right?"
"Yeah."
"Let's check out the basement," Isaac smiled at me mischievously.
It didn't take much for my best friend to convince me to go take a look.
I'll regret it... won't I?

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