“Understand?” Noah’s beautiful honey-colored eyes curved, watching Levi with a pure and clean gaze of a little sheep, utterly oblivious to their impending fate of getting eaten clean, with not even bones remaining.
Levi repeatedly nodded, “I understand!”
Noah eyed Levi, confirmed that the other was no longer feeling down, and then nodded satisfied, “As long as you understand. Every problem has a solution. Don’t let people who don’t even know you pin nonsense adjectives to you.”
Levi kept nodding. Nodding, crossing his legs, nodding, and then nodding while swallowing his saliva.
Finally, his itching fingers couldn’t help but once again entangle themselves in his baby’s fluffy hair. Noah very docilely allowed him to caress as he pleased. At this point, he had already gotten used to it; he even instinctively lowered his head to grant easier access.
Just as Levi was thinking of how he could turn this situation into something that would allow him to “nibble” at his darling’s delicious “tofu” even more, the doorbell interrupted his indecent thoughts. Tsk!
Fynn made his appearance once again, following the butler into the dining room. He was visibly more dispirited than he had been this morning. His face was a bit wan, his eyes a bit bloodshot. Unlike Noah and Levi, who had gotten the entire afternoon of rest, Fynn had spent it working.
Since he had only been ruffled and not injured, he refused his superior’s suggestions of taking the rest of the day off. What rest? He had a case to solve!
Yet, when all was said and done, it was impossible for Fynn to not be impacted by nearly losing a good friend and a person whom he had liked for a while now. He, too, was all kinds of upset, unsettled, worried, pained, and furious. He, too, wanted to be by Noah’s side when the other woke up.
But it was neither his place to do so nor would that help his friend in any way. What Noah needed was to rest and recover in a safe and comfortable environment while being cared for by his family. He had no right to squeeze himself into this most intimate circle. The best thing he could do now to help Noah was to continue his investigation so that the bastards who harmed them would pay dearly as soon as possible.
Noticing the lack of utensils at the table, the butler shared a glance with his young master and then discretely moved to set up enough utensils for the newcomer. Meanwhile, Fynn marched into the dining room.
And then tripped on his feet due to the powerful yet entirely inappropriate intents he felt.
Holy fuck!! What nightmare did he just enter?!?
The last time he felt this nauseous was when he visited a famous honeymoon spot! And it’s worth noting that at the time, there had been over two dozen newlyweds in the vicinity! In contrast, now there were two and let alone newlyweds, they weren’t even a couple! Yet the air was so overwhelmingly sweet he wanted to turn around and march right out from where he came from!
Unfortunately, he had tripped right into a puddle of water. Apparently, Cordia mommy had been busy over-watering the plants here as well.
What followed next was, as expected, Fynn slipping comically and nearly faceplanting into the nearby hanging pot. He desperately hugged the pot, which was surprisingly sturdy enough to handle the weight of a grown man, and tried to regain his balance.
Only after several slips did he manage to steady his footing and dazedly look towards the two giant puffs of sugary intent.
When Fynn had entered the room, Levi’s various mixed intents, which could be summarized with “My world is my baby. Love, love, love my baby ‘properly’ ❤” got splashed with cold water and replaced with an intent to kick out this shining light bulb by the name of Fynn. After Fynn tripped and collided with the plant, Levi let out an involuntary snort. ‘This embarrassment still dares to compete against me for my baby?’
On the other hand, Noah was initially radiating an intense dedication towards this “good brother”, intending to take good care of him, comfort him, and make him happy. No inappropriate intents, perfectly clean and pure, nothing wrong with it, right?
Wrong! Fynn recognized the flavor of this intent!! This was clearly lovingly pampering your significant other, ok?!? Unreasonably spoiling them into the heavens, alright!?! Platonic my ass, how could dedication of this magnitude have nothing to do with love?!
Fynn swallowed hard. Oh boy… He could confidently bet an arm and a leg that this marriage between the Cordia family’s daughter and Astar Levi won’t be happening.
What marriage? With how obsessed Astar Levi was with Cordia Aris, if he had to blow up the entire planet to live a happy life with his darling, he’d do it! His unfortunate soon-to-be ex-fiancée could threaten him with suicide, and he still wouldn’t spare her a glance!
And the worst thing about it all was that “his darling”, this sheep, was willing to follow him all on his own, without even realizing what he was getting into!! He very dedicatedly trotted over, affectionately wiggling his little cotton tail, unaware he would be eaten clean!
Fynn’s heart bled, and he felt acid rise from his stomach into his throat. What kind of absurd development was this?? Little Aris had so many different pursuers, himself included, yet the one who’d end up plucking him was this scoundrel of a brother-in-law?!
Oh, and Fynn had no doubt that this was surely where this absurd plot was heading! The only thing that could stop it was if Levi kicked the bucket.
How could fate be this nonsensical?!
Fynn looked towards Levi, his emotions complicated. The man might look normal right now, but Fynn’s memories of the Levi of back then were too vivid in his mind to be ignored.
No, not the Levi who had destroyed the entire station, but the Levi who had woken up to find his little brother-in-law not breathing.
The state Astar Levi had been in then… he hadn’t just seen it, he had felt it.
Felt the kinds of intents he never wished to feel again in his life.
Fynn wasn’t an Empathizer; he couldn’t feel the emotions of others. But humans didn’t need a special power to be able to empathize with others. Understanding the other was enough.
And other than an Empathizer, who could understand others better than an Intenter?
The pain of nearly losing your loved one, how would Fynn be unable to understand when their loved one was even the same person?
Yet even though he too felt horrible, he even had to advise others against separating his own love rival from his target of affection. Hah, this kind of misery… one could only understand it once they experienced it on their own skin.
But what choice did he have? When he clearly felt that Astar Levi had been reduced to pure instinct that would attack anyone who’d attempt to separate them. When he knew that Astar Levi could not be reasoned with. That he would sooner die than let go.
As he watched this tall, dark, and fierce man blankly hug Noah’s frail body, Fynn felt an overwhelming sense of defeat. Astar Levi might not be qualified to pursue Cordia Aris. But he, Fynn, wasn’t qualified either – his own feelings couldn’t even compare to the ones of an “unqualified” person. What face did he have to continue his pursuit? How could he convince Noah that he was the better choice, when even he, himself, didn’t believe it? Astar Levi might be all kinds of mad and shameless; he might be a villain to every single person i
Fynn nodded, “My first thought was that your brother-in-law’s pressure had destroyed it, but then I started to think. If the Fluxer and the Blazer had also been hit with a dart, why is it that we were unable to find the dart?” “Right before the Fluxer went berserk,” Levi opened his golden mouth, “he had slapped his neck as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.” Noah nodded, “Right! He must have felt the dart prick him, and instinctively slapped his neck!” After chewing off the majority of the chicken drumstick, Fynn took a bite of a buffalo wing, “The Fluxer is taking longer to regain consciousness than the Blazer, so I still couldn’t get his statement. However, I went back to talk to the Blazer.” Fynn stopped to chew and swallow, “After mentioning a prick, he suddenly remembered. He said that he did feel a prick before the power rampage, but he didn’t think much of it at the time, so he had completely forgotten about it.” Noah’s amber eyes nar
Noah’s tense posture relaxed, and he leaned back in his chair, “You are saying that the Shooter isn’t a member of the terrorists but hired help?”Fynn nodded, “It would also explain why not getting caught was more important to him than ensuring the power rampages went as planned. In the last power rampage incident, after starting the power rampage, if he shot another bullet to incapacitate or kill you…”Noah felt Levi’s hand in his hair stiffen unnaturally at the words “kill you”. He promptly shot Levi a comforting look and gently patted his thigh. For some reason, that action made Levi stiffen even more, and even Fynn choked on the water he was drinking, starting to cough violently.Noah attempted to get up to pat his back, but Fynn’s teary eyes widened, and he started to wave his hands as if to say ‘No need! You! Remain sitting!! Don’t come over!!’Seeing how insistent
After Fynn left to execute his part in the plan, Noah and Levi remained sitting alone in the dining room. “Why are you looking at me like that?” Noah side-eyed Levi. Noah might be misinterpreting most of Levi’s reactions, but it didn’t mean he couldn’t see them clearly. Over the last couple of hours, the more he spoke, the fierier Levi’s gaze became. At first, Noah had ignored it, but later on, he couldn’t help but seek solace from his black-hearted system, “Blackie… is it just me or brother-in-law's gaze seems a bit… too fervent?” “What’s wrong with admiring your wit? Your plan is really well-thought-out! Even I, this AI system which has seen many things, can’t help but feel admiration and respect for the level of your scheming,” Blackie very cheerfully praised his host, which, considering that he was usually a total jerk, should have been suspicious in itself, but Noah, whose attention had been preoccupied with Levi, missed it. “Is-is that s
Due to the Cleanser’s thorough cleansing of both their bodies and clothes earlier today, the two men only washed their teeth and left the shower for the morning after. Noah had found an extra toothbrush in his cupboard, and graciously offered it to Levi. Levi eyed the two toothbrushes standing side by side within the same cup and couldn’t help but feel extremely pleased by the image. Afterward, Noah, as usual, wore an oversized t-shirt to bed, and Levi… Noah averted his eyes from his brother-in-law’s naked torso, “Brother… I have several t-shirts here that should fit you–” “No need,” Levi interrupted, “It’s fine; I usually sleep like this.” Noah swallowed down the rest of his words. There… there was nothing strange with men only sleeping in their boxers… In his previous life on Cradle, he totally knew a lot of guys who slept only in their boxers… It’s just… it’s just… how come when his brother-in-law did it, he got a strange feeling? Like it wasn’t quite prop
Noah couldn’t help but once again remember the memories Blackie shared with him, and his two amber eyes moistened.Before he could register what he was doing, he grabbed Levi’s chin and made the other face him. “I won’t die,” Noah proclaimed solemnly. ‘I really won’t die. I have Blackie.’Blackie: (눈_눈) ‘Oh? Now you remember how useful this system is? Then how come I remember you constantly doubting this lord’s abilities and even asking for a mute button?’Noah didn’t have the chance to continue his pledge because as soon as he made the first move, it was as if all hell broke loose.As if a tight string had snapped within Levi, his previously motionless form abruptly enveloped Noah within his arms. His left arm wrapped around Noah’s waist and lower back, his hand stealthily gliding over Noah’s round bottom to rest on his hip. Meanwhile, his right arm slid
“Surv-surviving three… three times…” As Noah attempted to recover his train of thought, his voice came out shaky and broke in several places. Only after clearing his throat several times did he finally manage to piece together a relatively fluent sentence. “Surviving three times might… might look like a coincidence, but–but if my instincts told me I would die… would… would I not change my actions until I found a way to live?”Noah shrunk his pink neck, lowered his head, and stared at his own feet as if they were the most interesting of species. “From an outsider's perspective, these–these might look like… like close brushes with death. But from mine, they… they are just a multiple-choice question to which I already know the wrong answers.”Levi’s eyes had not once left his alluring baby. Letting go of him had already taken every drop of Levi’s will power; how wo
When Cordia daddy received the report from the butler, he nearly choked on his spit.This son-in-law is treating his little son’s room as his own!! Has he no shame?? So many rooms in the manor, including his fiancée’s place, yet he chooses to settle in his son’s bedroom?!?For goodness sake! His son’s room didn’t even have a sofa! There is only that one bed!!It took Concordia city lord a long while to finally manage to swallow down his indignation.Very well! Every problem has its solution. (ꐦ ◠‿◠)And thus, he passed down his orders – tomorrow, when the two boys left the bedroom, move another bed inside.Not enough room for another bed? Make room! Even if you have to replace the large bed with a smaller one, you shall do it!Can’t get that huge bed out of the room? Don’t care how you do it! Even if the only solution is to split the huge bed into two with a bloody laser cutter, y