“Then I shall wish to hear the long story.”

Your master surely makes good use of his privilege, he doesn’t even have to push, all he needs to do is to make a wish. Unfortunately this wish doesn’t have to come true. But on a second thought, he really is your master, which means you shouldn’t actually hide any past of you. So you decide to express as clear as you can.

“All exceptions but a hidden one are list on that checklist. The hidden rule is never supposed to be exposed to a non-genie, but since you’re not gonna break it anyway, I don’t think it matters to tell you about it.”

Your master seems very interested in the hidden rule so he makes no sound but simply nods, letting your to continue.

“The hidden rule is the only way to procreate a new genie. ‘You cannot wish for more wishes. Anyone who break this rule will become a genie himself holding the number of wishes he asked for which can be granted to each of his future masters.’ I was not the first idiot to make that stupid wish, and I surely wouldn’t be the last one. But some of us are abstemious and some are, just like me, are somehow greedy. My last wish was to have ultimate numbers of more wishes, which not only turned me into a genie myself, but also left me no turning back.”

“Well, I’m sorry to hear that.” Your master tries not be be too gratified but fails.

“You don’t have to, master. To be honest, I was quite upset at first. Later I accepted my fate and hoping to meet a good master. But as soon as I saw you I feel relieved.”

“Relieved? I thought it was aroused. I was just thinking when would you stop staring at my groin.”

You turn your eyes way: “I’m sorry, master. I was just… I couldn’t help myself. If that makes uncomfortable…”

“Uncomfortable? Not at all.” Your master smiles, “it seems that we have some mutual interests. And that just makes one of my recent wishes becoming unnecessary.”

“Recent wishes?”

“Yep, I’m always having a fantasy to mess around with my future roomie. But since you’re here, I could wish you be my future roomie, right? Wait, wait, are you 18 yet?” He glances you doubtfully.

“My 18th birthday was 2 months ago. But you could change my age anyway.”

“I could? Great, then can I also change my age? Wait, I have a better one. I wish both of us to be immortal and eternal.”

“As you wish, master.” You snap your fingers, nothing else happens. But you know that the wish has already come true, and you’ll be your master’s genie forever.

“Did it come true?” Your master asks, doubtfully, “hmm, obviously there’s no way to verify it unless jumping out of window now, which I definitely don’t want to perform. Let me think of another one.”