Kaeliyus and Naki flinched, surprised by Hayne’s sudden motion. Hayne shifted the chair back with a scrape, frantically making his way out of the dining room in a ss.
Kaeliyus and Naki rely watched as he scrambled away, confused by his action but uninterested.
Hayne hurried into Seiya’s room, pausing and staring down at Seiya who slept peacefully. He paced around the room, restless as he chewed on the nail of his thumb, teeth grazing its edge.
He had urgent questions for Seiya but at the sa ti, he was against waking him up.
Hayne could only pace in frustration, torn between wanting to wake Seiya and ask the questions he had in mind, and not wanting to interrupt his rest."
After a while of pacing back and forth, Hayne lazily plumped on the bed, tired. He hadn’t gotten enough sleep last night for fear of what Kaeliyus might do to him in his sleep. He sprang off the bed the next second, strode to the door and bolted it before joining Seiya on the bed.
Hayne strained to keep his eyes open but he was both physically and ntally exhausted so he dozed off in no ti.
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The morning stretched into noon before Hayne and Seiya finally woke. The mont Hayne’s eyes fluttered open and noticed Seiya sitting up beside him, Hayne jolted up imdiately, snapping his head toward Seiya who leaned back from the abrupt imposition.
"Sei!" Hayne shouted, tone filled with urgency. "You…you aren’t planning on fighting the whole Blind Fangs, are you?" He asked, eyes wide with fear and anticipation for Seiya’s answers.
He hadn’t initially thought of it but there was a possibility that Seiya might not just end the fight with the ones he already wiped out, and continue it further—eradicating more branches of the Blind Fangs. Which to him, spells nothing but big trouble.
Hayne’s eyes flared wide with nervous fear as he cradled Seiya’s hand in his, waiting.
Seiya who had just woken up was a bit taken aback by the sudden question and personal space invasion that greeted him. His brain was slow to process the question, hence, his delayed response.
"You aren’t, right?" Hayne repeated, eyes peering into Seiya. He was scared, fearing for what the outco of their actions would bring. The city was already in an uproar just from a branch being wiped out, if more is wiped out then it would be nothing but war for sure.
Seiya, who processed things in his head, trying to recall what Hayne was asking about, watched Hayne with a blank face, studying his nervousness. After a while of piecing things together, he finally spoke. "No."
His reply was short but it sent a wave of relief surging through Hayne. He exhaled aloud, head loosely tilting back to allow more air flow.
Casting his gaze back at Seiya, Hayne asked for reassurance. "Are you sure?"
Seiya stared at him, silent for a mont before replying, "yes." After all, his goal had been accomplished, and he saw no reason to stir up trouble where it wasn’t necessary.
According to the boy Seiya first encountered at the mart, only this particular branch of the organization was aware of him and the mark. As a result, the other branches would not pursue him or Hayne’s uncle, since he had eradicated everyone who knew of them.
"Thank you," Hayne breathed out to Seiya who didn’t understand the reason for the thank you but didn’t bother asking.
Seiya completed his morning routine and was escorted to the dining area by Kaeliyus, who had prepared a variety of dishes for his young Lord’s breakfast.
The aroma was mouthwatering, and the sight of the food was equally tempting.
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Naki and Hayne drooled at the food, their eyes remaining glued to it but didn’t dare near the table as Kaeliyus kept guard, standing firm behind Seiya.
Seeing that Kaeliyus made the food without going out to get anything, Hayne was convinced that the ingredients he had thought Kaeliyus had used for one person, might after all, be hidden in the house. But when he searched the whole kitchen thoroughly, he found nothing, earning a prideful smirk from Kaeliyus—proud of his handiwork.
All they could do was drool and watch Seiya eat. After eating, they pretty much lazed around the house, doing nothing. Hayne, however, followed every news regarding the Blind Fangs’ uproar.
A week went by and there was still no ambush at their door as Hayne feared, so he decided to finally ease up and take a breather. For a whole week, they had done nothing—though the major reason was because they desperately needed rest which they had finally obtained.
It was an ordinary day. They had all finished breakfast and, as usual, gathered in the living room—except for Hayne, who was occupied with so unknown task sowhere in the house.
Seiya and Naki sat side by side on the three-seater couch, munching on snacks that Kaeliyus had gotten Seiya while Kaeliyus sat on an opposite couch, watching his young Lord with srized eyes like he was a piece of art.
Monts later, Hayne strolled into the living room, and with a gesture, he called for Seiya. "Sei."
"Please co for a minute," he added when Seiya stared at him without budging. Kaeliyus shot Hayne a warning glare but didn’t protest when Seiya stood and walked over to Hayne.
"Please follow ," Hayne requested and walked away with Seiya.
Seiya was led toward a room, one he had never seen or been in since he lived here. It seed heavily guarded with no clear sign of regular entry and prior use. Hayne pushed open the wooden door, stepping in with Seiya and shutting the door behind them.
The room was wide and empty, with no furniture—just an open space. At the middle, however, was a projector set in place on a table, and behind it, was a wooden chair.
Hayne gently pulled Seiya over by his wrist, sitting him down on the chair. Seiya neither protested nor questioned, simply going along with it.
"Sorry for singling you out and bringing you here so suddenly," Hayne said. "This concerns our revenge," he continued, "one in which you play a crucial role."
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