Women in love could be impulsive. Miss Ilsa brought her luggage and knocked on the front door again, without a moment's hesitation.
She moved in.
The shy Lupin was too embarrassed to let Ilsa stay in his room with so many people watching, so he gave her the largest master bedroom in his private suite on the floor below.
All in all, there was one more person in the house.
But you could also say there was one fewer, because Lupin was always running downstairs. Apart from lunch and dinner, when everyone ate together and they caught a glimpse of him, he was hardly ever around.
The old wizard was downcast for a long time over this. Once Lupin had fallen in love, he stopped coming to play with him. Now, that man only had eyes for that woman!
Anton could only urge the old wizard to go out and see more of the world instead of staying in his bathtub all day.
Lupin grew more polished and energetic with each passing day. Anton and Anna no longer had to go to the trouble of reminding him to take care of himself. He was far too busy: contacting the American headquarters to handle the acquisition of shares, going on dates, going to the cinema, visiting amusement parks, learning to drive, and doing so many other things.
Anton had no time to worry about him. He, Pedro, Rosier, and Anna were all working hard to explore the memories buried deep within their souls. None of them had expected it to be so difficult, even with the Lucky Pendant's help.
"I found it!" Anton showed no joy.
He waved his wand. The Light-and-Shadow Recording Magic beside him flickered, and an image of a Bronze Gate appeared before them.
Countless Goblin characters and