237 System

Amya looked at him for a while, then shook her head. "I asked for your house number."

"Eh? What are you going to do with my house number?" Famin felt as if he had broken the records of being confused numerous times in a short period of time. Every question she asked, everything she said was met with confusion on his part. He questioned if this was natural or whether it's because of his low IQ and EQ.

"Stop asking my intentions! Holy shit! Just answer!" Even Amya got annoyed by his repeated questioning.

"Ah… okay. I live on 2/09. Not far from here… what is your house number again?"

"2/09. Got it." Amya repeated the number, then turned around. "Come out. It's done."

Famin looked towards the door that leads to another room. 'Was someone else there?'

His question was immediately answered as the door immediately shot open.