You're My Mate (BL) Chapter 50

50 Preparing the Guest Room

Leon

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“I’m not in the mood to talk about it,” David said in an even tone, and then he ran to where he had been training before.

Slashed! Slashed! Slashed!

I widened my eyes for a mont when I saw David suddenly claw several tis at the large tree in front of him, leaving a deep cut than before.

A terrible killing aura ca out of his body; at that very second, I called him up and left him in the yard; I didn’t want to risk getting close to him if he was in a bad state.

I decided to help Mr. Henderson because maybe I could find out what was going on between David and Roland.

When I left David, who was practicing alone, he glanced at with such a sharp gaze I could feel it Even though I wasn’t looking at him.

But I kept walking straight into the house, pretending I wasn’t looking at him.

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Honestly, I’m scared when I see David like that; he doesn’t look like the David I know; a sinister killing aura oozes out of his body uncontrollably.

I rushed to my room to change clothes first; after I finished changing into more comfortable clothes, I peeked out the window and saw that David was still training with the sa Aura.

I imdiately hid when I saw David glancing at my bedroom window.

He’s scary when out of control; I’d rather be around Mr. Henderson than in trouble.

I rushed to follow where Mr. Henderson was; he had said earlier that he would clean the living room for his brother, who was arriving tonight.

While I was in the living room, I looked around for the whereabouts of Mr. Henderson, but he wasn’t in the living room.

“Mr. Henderson?” I said while looking through several passages to look for his whereabouts, but there was no answer from him at all.

I walked towards the back hallway next to the kitchen because I had a chance to see the room next to the kitchen.

“Mr. Henderson?” I call him while looking at the room.

“Leon, I’m here!”

Just as I was about to grab the doorknob from the room next to the kitchen, Mr. Henderson’s voice ca from the other end.

Luckily I haven’t opened the room in front of , although I wonder what room is in front of now. I quickly rushed to where Mr. Henderson was.

It turned out that the guest room was next to the stairs going up; I saw him busy tidying the bed sheets.

“Is there anything I can help with?” I said while standing next to the entrance of the room.

Mr. Henderson then looked at with a big smile, saying, “Sure, you can help with this bed sheet!”

I nodded and imdiately helped him put in new sheets for the mattress.

After installing the spray on the mattress, Mr. Henderson invited to put another sheet in the guest room on the second floor.

“I purposely used the guest room next to yours because this guest room is for Roland!”

I nodded my head assent to what Mr. Henderson had just said; regarding Roland, I think I could ask him about him.

“What is Roland like?” I asked Mr. Henderson curiously while we were both setting the bed sheet in the guest room on the 2nd floor.

Mr. Henderson mumbled for a while, then explained what Roland was referring to. “Roland is a young boy the sa age as David. He is a nice young man but quite quiet, and their birthdays are only a day apart. Usually, my brother and I always celebrate Roland and David’s birthdays together.”

“Then what happened to David and Roland at this ti? When you said about your brother and son, David’s face suddenly beca ugly instantly. Even after that, he practiced in the yard but with such a scary aura, I So a little worried about him.” I ventured to ask Mr. Henderson what had happened to David and Roland.

“Regarding that, the incident happened a long ti ago, maybe 20 years ago. David was once close to a girl who made him so calm and comfortable, but it turned out that the girl was dating Roland. You know what I an, right? ancient youth love.” Mr. Henderson said with a chuckle, but I don’t think it’s a true story because I can feel that there is sothing Mr. Henderson is still hiding.

I nodded my head assent to what he just said; maybe I don’t need to dig too deep into the story in the past between David and Roland.

“Tell , David once ntioned that if you can see an aura from another supernatural being, is that true?” Mr. Henderson asked with a big smile looking at .

I nodded and said, “Yes, that’s right, even now I can see the aura coming out of your body,” smiling at Mr. Henderson.

“Really? Tell , what Aura do I have?” Mr. Henderson asked as he approached . I can feel his curiosity so deeply want to know about his Aura.

“Mr. Henderson’s Aura is almost the sa as David’s, but different. Yours has a distinctive red but not a bright color, and so black and gray tones indicate that what Mr. Henderson has just said about David and Roland is not entirely true. , there’s sothing you’re trying to hide about the two of them.” I said, directly explaining what Mr. Henderson had asked.

Mr. Henderson was silent for a mont when he heard my explanation, and I could feel his Aura now as if not expecting what I said was the truth.

Mr. Henderson smiled at , then nodded his head, saying, “It’s true what you said; I didn’t tell you the truth. Since it’s not my right, maybe if David had liked, he would have told you the truth.”

Mister Henderson smiled, ca closer to , and patted on the shoulder a few tis.

“That is an extraordinary advantage; you should be grateful for your advantages. I don’t think many other people can have the power like you.” Mr. Henderson whispered to .

I just nodded my head when I heard what he said because what he said was a fact; I could feel it from the Aura that just ca out of his body.

“Will I be able to hone my strengths?” I asked curiously.

“Of course, later, I will try to ask my older brother; he must understand your advantages!” Mr. Henderson replied with a big smile on his face.