The Moonlight Swordsman

Chapter 63 Shawarma And Ice Cream

?When Aizel realized where Alora was looking, he quickly covered it, and his face flushed.

"Y... You, why are you still standing here? Get out. I'll be there in 5 minutes." Aizel said pretending nothing had happened.

Alora giggled and left.

Aizel entered the bathroom. He stood in front of the mirror and sighed. "She isn't a kid, is she?"

"I heard that." Alora's voice resounded in his mind and gave him a minor heart attack.

"Hehe, I'm just joking, Alora; I know a very good flavor of ice cream you will definitely enjoy," Aizel said quickly, trying to butter her up.

"Hmm." With that, her voice left his mind.

"Her power is really incredible; maybe I will get to use it for myself one day." Aizel thought. He had countless ideas on how he could take full advantage of his imagination power but still lacked the needed core grade to do so.

Aizel soon got dressed. He wore a grey t-shirt, black denim jeans, and pure white sneakers. He applied some men's perfume over himself and prepared to go out.

Alora, too, was dressed up. She was wearing a black top and jeans. If anyone looked at them, they would think a loving brother was taking his little sister out for dinner.

"Let's go; should we call Shelly too?" Alora asked. Aizel thought about it; he didn't know if Dr. Shelly would come.

"We could give it a shot." He took out his phone and dialed Dr. Shelly's number. After a few rings, Dr. Shelly picked up.

"Hello Aizel, is everything alright?" She started by enquiring about his condition.

"Yes, Dr. Shelly I just wanted to ask you if you were free and would like to join me and Alora. We are going out to eat shawarma and ice cream."

"I'd love to, Aizel, but I'm currently out of town visiting my mother and won't be back until Sunday." Dr. Shelly replied.

"Okay then, goodnight. I'll visit you when you get back." Aizel said. Dr. Shelly replied in kind and hung up the phone.

"Guess it's just the two of us," Alora said. Aizel nodded, and they called a taxi.

After half hour, they reached the shawarma shop.

The aroma of spices and grilled meat filled their nostrils as they entered, making their mouths water in anticipation. They quickly ordered their shawarmas and found a comfortable spot to enjoy their meal. Soon their order was served up accompanied by a complimentary drink.

"Oh my God, I was not expecting a drink. The Shawarma is so delicious; the meat is tender and juicy, and the crispy onions and crunchy potatoes go so well with the sauce. And this drink is fabulous as well." Alora chatted excitedly. "Aizel, could you please get me another one? I need to have more of this." She gobbled at her Shawarma

"Easy now, finish that first," Aizel said enjoying the taste of Shawarma.

As Alora and Aizel ate their shawarma, two girls were headed in their direction.

"Hey Aizel, fancy meeting you again." Alora's face stiffened. Aizel was startled by the voice.

"Why do I always meet her when I go out?" Aizel thought, looking towards the girls.

The girl who spoke was none other than Irene, and with her was another girl who had big round goggles that framed her cute face perfectly and straight black hair flowing to her waist.

"Hello, Irene; nice to meet you here," Aizel replied while offering them a seat.

"Who is the little girl with you? Is she your sister?" Irene asked. She looked at Alora, who was eating her shawarma and staring at her.

"Ahh, yes, she is my cousin."

"I didn't know you had a cousin," Irene said.

"Well, it's a long story. And who is this with you? A friend?" Aizel asked trying to change the topic. He didn't know how he would explain the whole situation and the way Alora was glaring at Irene, it was clear that she would not use her power to clear this situation for him.

"Sorry for my manners. I am Sherlyn, and I am a childhood friend of Irene." Sherlyn introduced herself.

"It's nice to meet you, Sherlyn," Aizel said with a smile.

"Aizel," Alora spoke abruptly. Aizel looked at her. She had finished her shawarma and was now waiting for another one.

"You guys want shawarma?" Aizel asked as both Irene and Sherlyn nodded.

Aizel went to get shawarma for everyone.

The three girls were now alone, and there was an awkward silence between them.

Irene broke the silence by asking Sherlyn about her new job, and they began talking about their work experiences. The atmosphere became more relaxed and comfortable as they talked.

"Are you dating anyone?" Alora inquired; her gaze drawn to Sherlyn.

"Uh...no, I'm single," Sherlyn responded, taken aback by Alora's sudden question about her relationship.

"How about Aizel? He's single as well; you should try to go out with him; he's a nice guy." Alora said. Irene looked at her surprised. Aizel's little cousin was setting him up with her childhood friend.

"About that, Aizel is really not into things like that," Irene replied quickly.

"You never know," Alora smirked.

"It's not nice to ask a stranger for a date when you meet them for the first time," Sherlyn said.

"Who asked you to go on a date? Just go out for dinner or something; become friends." Alora said. Irene simply looked at the two girls as they talked about relationships.

"Here you go, guys." Aizel came back with the shawarmas, which brought a halt to all the relationship drabble.

"Aizel, Shelryn wanted to ask you out to dinner but was hesitant because she said she was afraid you would turn her down." Irene and Sherlyn were taken aback by what Alora said.

"Ahh..no..I mean if it's okay with you." Sherlyn blurted out.

"Sure, how about Sunday?" Aizel said casually. This shocked Irene even more. She never thought Aizel would be comfortable going on a date with a stranger.

"Okay, Sunday sounds good."