(MC POV)
"Just drop it there," The woman ordered, pointing to the corner of the room.
I did as she told and bowed to her, preparing to leave the room.
"Hold on, where do you think you're going?" She stopped me.
I stopped and turned back to her, "What does my lady require of me?"
She actually gave me the look that asked if I was an idiot, "Huh? Is this your first day as a servant boy or something? Isn't it common sense that the servant boy helps the lady guest undress?"
I stared at her in disbelief.
No, I'm pretty sure in all those years I spent getting tortured here, I at least had some grasp on the common sense of this Plane and this is definitely not one of them.
I was still at a loss of what to do when the woman broke out into a smile, "Huh… So you're actually a resident of this Plane. I thought for sure you were someone who wandered here judging by your aura."
"Aura?" I asked.
"Just me talking to myself. You're not one of them, are you?"
I was genuinely confused, "One of them?"
She shook her head, "Nothing to worry your commoner mind about. Just a word of advice, you might want to leave this town as soon as you can. Now get out of here, servant boy."
I bowed my head and did as she told me, closing the door as I went out.
I tactfully kept my face neutral and made my way back to my room silently, locking my door behind me.
"Master?" Xun Guan called out, sounding worried.
"That was rather troubling… Who knew I gave off a different aura compared to other people?"
"Umm… Master does give off an aura of divinity after all, so that is a given."
What the hell is this girl talking about?
That woman must have meant that people of this Plane and the people of the Earthen Plane have different Cultivation auras which some Practitioners might be able to differentiate. Perhaps that's the reason why I kept getting picked on here?
I'll need to figure out a way to hide this in that case… But I don't even know where to begin.
Oh well, since I can't do anything about it, I'll just forget about it for now.
"I guess we should head to bed, I'm expecting that woman from the shop to visit us and I'm curious what she wants from us. Best to get some shut eye before that happens."
"Of course, Master. Please rest and I will guard you."
"I'll be in your care."
I took off my shoes and laid down on the bed, preparing myself for sleep to take me.
"Did I not tell you to leave this place?" A voice called out.
I immediately jumped out of bed, pulling out the knife I had hidden under my pillow.
The woman I had just carried her bags for was standing at the entrance of my room, looking at me with eyes of disapproval.
I'm pretty sure I locked the door, right? How did she get in?
The woman sighed, "You're new aren't you? This is quite a place you got sent to if I say so myself. Men here are ostracised quite a lot you know? Why did you even choose that form?"
Ok, now she's really not making any sense, I have no idea what she's even talking about or who she thought I was.
Not even noticing my confusion, she continued, "Still, you like to talk to yourself, huh? No, I suppose it's normal since you were sent here without knowing the world much. But what are you here for? I didn't know things here required more than one of us to handle?"
I raised my hand to get her attention, "Sorry, but… I have no idea what you are talking about."
She smiled, "There's no need to hide it you know? Ah! I suppose I did fail to introduce myself. You can call me Muon, I'm an Origin Wielder like you, so there's no need for you to hide it."
I frowned at her words, "What made you think that I was one?"
Muon tilted her head at me, "You really are new to this, aren't you? Experienced Origin Wielders like myself can sense other Origin Wielders when we're near them. Did your Patron not explain all this to you? No… Who is your Patron?"
I briefly considered what to answer her.
I remember the old lady talking about how I used to be one of the wielders of Origin and something about my past life. I assume that I used to be able to use it and now I'm just rediscovering my ability to wield it again.
"I'm sorry to say this but… I actually have a case of lost memories," I admitted to her. "I had met with an accident that wiped out a big chunk of my memories and… Well… I do know the existence of this Origin power, but I don't really know where it came from or what it even is."
She narrowed her eyes at me, "An accident… That caused an Origin Wielder to lose their memories? Who would… No, asking you would be useless wouldn't it? Since you don't remember?"
I nodded.
"I see… Do you mind if I try to restore them?"
"Are you planning to use the Star… I mean the Origin power?"
"Yes I am, is that a problem?"
I hesitated for a second, "Wouldn't that alert every Practitioner around to come here and investigate?"
Muon looked genuinely confused, "No? Why would they?"
"I mean, wouldn't using it generate a huge surge of power that any proficient Practitioner can sense?"
"Eh? I'm not trying anything big you know? Trying to restore a person's memories wouldn't require that big of an energy. Besides, Origin isn't something anyone can sense, you know?"
"Huh? Wait a moment. Then why does mine release so much energy? Practically a swarm of Practitioners came flying to my location when I tried to use it."
Muon scratched her chin, "Hmmm… Odd. That should not be the case… perhaps it might be a sign of your power going out of control? Should I try to restore your memories anyway?"
I considered my options, it should be beneficial for me to regain my memories so I don't see a reason to reject her offer.
"Go ahead," I told her.
Muon nodded and her eyes glowed light blue, evident that she was using that Origin power.
She reached her hand out to me and I felt a trickle of energy brush against my skin, moving up towards my face.
Xun Guan tensed up slightly, prepared to protect me in case Muon was trying to hurt me in any way but I do not think it was necessary this time.
I expected some kind of mental prod or something but before I knew it, the sensation suddenly withdrew without warning.
I looked back at Muon just in time to see her eyes roll to the back of her skull before the girl promptly collapsed onto the ground, unconscious.
Now there's an unconscious girl laying on the floor of my room.
What.
