It wasn't until late at night—under the resentful gaze of his cousin—that Michael finally let Lily go.
"Lily! You're massaging my back again tonight!" she shouted as she stomped out of the training room.
Her voice echoed through most of the building.
Michael could only shake his head, half amused, half resigned.
The moment he stepped out, the automated cleaning bot whirred to life and began wiping away the sweat and grime coating the training floor.
Outside the training room, Michael closed the door behind him and extended his senses slightly, letting his awareness spread through the building.
There were three genuine life signals inside—himself, his aunt, and Lily.
But that didn't mean the house only had three residents.
However, who else but his undead would he allow to stay indoors?
Aside from Lily and Beginning—his two oldest undead companions and the ones most familiar to his family—there were a few others.
