All Chapters of The Boy who Circled Time: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

“Do I have to wear this fancy thing?” Kai complained, smoothing out his shirt sleeves again for at least the seventh time in the past five minutes. “Yes,” Lila hissed, as she continued to pin said shirt properly to Kai’s waist and shoulders, marking out a more accurate fit for his body. She had bought a bigger shirt for him to wear for his shift and was getting ready to modify it with a few extra seams that she would be able to rip out when Kai grew taller. It was easier and more convenient for her to do it this way, saving her from buying another shirt for him later down the line, but she was beginning to regret after he was starting to squirm. She had tried to make sure that she had warned him whenever she was going to move around and do something, but after he began mock complaining, she had stopped bothering to do so. “I’ve got to make this line clear, and as soon as I’ve done that, you’re free to start struggling on your maths work. I’ve got cake

“Emmet told me that he was in love with me,” Jasper stated to Lila, perched on one of the stools in her downstairs kitchen. She had walked into the back fully expecting it to be empty and made sure not to react to the intrusion of the other into what was supposed to be a locked room. Trying to remember back to the morning, she was wondering now whether she had actually locked it or not. “Yeah, and,” Lila replied, moving over another stool to sit in front of Jasper’s own whilst also pulling out her lunch from the fridge. The bowl of plain rice with sunflower oil and salted peanuts was cold enough to hurt her teeth, but she found herself unwilling to warm it up in the microwave, the conversation making her nervous and feeling that it would be inappropriate to let the microwave beep loudly and hum even louder. “I… why?” Jasper asked her, folding up his hands underneath his chin and looking down towards the floor. “Because he’s in love wit

Lila grabbed Emmet by the shirt and dragged him over to a room that he had never been in before. All the countertops looked to be made of a polished, shiny metal with several cupboards attached to the walls above the counters. There was a stove with four stovetops and two large ovens stacked on top of each other, reaching a combined height of only a ruler’s length from the ceiling. There were a several stools scattered round the room with two of them sitting facing each other near one of the counters, one of them next to a bowl of partially eaten rice and Jasper sitting on the other, facing the door, a microwave sitting behind him and mounted on the wall. Emmet let Lila manoeuvre his body around to sit on another stool that she kicked over to be next Jasper, dumping his body down on it, knocking him against the other man and slightly bumping him towards the cabinets underneath the counters. Jasper bounced back off of it into Emmet again, looking over and smil

“So, what do you propose that we do?” Lila asked him, still curled up in a ball on her stool, looking downwards. Jasper then spoke for the first time since their conversation started,” We recover for now and get ourselves situated. Lila, Emmet, please try to work together.” “I’m not the problem here,” Lila bit out, looking upwards at the gap between Jasper and Emmet. “And I say that we both share some sort of responsibility in solving this,” Emmet answered back at her. “Both of you, stop,” Jasper called out, exasperated. Lila noted that he was beginning to act like a school teacher trying ineffectually to control a loud, messy classroom. “Emmet, Lila is still a child and is much younger than you and you started this first as well. Lila, you need to be able to open up to other people and allow yourself to get hurt sometimes; it’s how friendships work and you’ll get over those issues. I promise,” Jasper tried to explain to both sides.

“Is there anything that you want to eat next week? I only go shopping once a week,” Lila called out as she walked up the stairs, not making that final step to the first floor, as she leaned into the upstairs kitchen. Both Jasper and Emmet were there, putting all of the week’s remaining fruit and milk into a blender before it all went off, deciding to make a meal out of it all. Emmet turned to Jasper, who then shook his head, and turned back to her answering,” No.” Lila narrowed her eyes,” He can answer for himself, you know.” Jasper tilted his head, sitting perched on one of the stools stolen from the downstairs kitchen and placed upstairs, and told her,” We don’t have anything that we want to eat next week. You’re doing a great job.” Lila felt her face heat up, quickly moving onto question about allergies and other specific dietary needs that the two had. Upon receiving the answer that there was nothing for her to worry about, she duc