Chapter 36 - Thirty-Four (2/2)

I narrow my eyes and pout, thinking; is not like I can forget what I saw, like if a person just took of the ”polite mask” off and showed what was behind it, but he didn't want or made any harm to me, just… acted weird.

Well… that's something I can shrug it off, after all, I'm not very normal too, hehe.

”Well, thanks.”

I walk up to him to grab the bag and see what was inside, but once I step closer I trip with those stupid two legs and as I curse under my breath I feel him move and stop my fall, staying on the side of the lagoon and holding my stretched hand.

I look up to him, his face framed with a background of stars, and as quick as I decide a smirk grows on my lips, making him widen his eyes.

And then I harden my grip of his arm and pull him in the water.

With a loud splash we ended up with our buts underwater and wet clothes. His surprise face, however, was totally worth it.

I look at him smugly, my eyebrows raised, as his brain is still trying to figure out what happened; and that was the part that was missing to bring a giggle out of me, which turned into a laugh and grow into a slapping my knee laugh.

I hold my belly when tears misted my vision, almost out of breath from so much laughing.

”… It wasn't even that funny…”

”Pff, it was, believe me.”

My laughter turns into a giggle, but then it builds up back gain and I start to laugh all out.

”… Really, it wasn't that funny…”

”N-no, t-that's not i-i-t, the fi-shes” I said between the laughs.

I was to focus on laughing my tears off and holding my stomach to realize how fast he moved until he was bringing me up, out of the water, holding my armpits like a ragdoll.

The fishes were still in my clothes though, so I was still holding my laugh and curving my legs, trying to get them out of my clothes, when Leo simply held me with one hand and with the other brought my pants all the way down.

I froze in place as I felt the wind passing my private parts slightly covered by my shirt, and at the same time that a blush started to go up my neck into my cheeks, I reacted by slapping him in the face, and wiggling out of his grip while he was still stunned.

I picked up my now totally wet pats and run behind a bush like a scared squirrel and quickly put them on. I hear his splashy footsteps get closer, but now I was madder them ever.

”Thilgon, I…”

I get out of the bush and walk past him without looking or acknowledge him, stumping my feet and going inside the cabin, closing the wooden door loudly behind me. And you know the worst? My slap didn't even faze him, not even reddened his face! He probably was just surprised that's why I got out of his grip!

I go to the sofa, not in the mood to chat or even eat, so I just pick the blanket up and make a cocoon out of it, strangling yet another pillow victim with both my arms and legs.

He goes back up slowly, opening and closing the door as silently as possible with the creaking of the damp wood, and before sitting in his on sofa he puts the leather bag close to me, and says:

”I gathered as many stones from the creatures of the last floor as possible, even more from the last fight. I forgot the snake one, I was mad at her so I simply…”

I can hear him passing his long fingers on his hair and signing. He mumbles something that probably I wasn't supposed to hear, but did nonetheless.

”I'm terrible at this… Good night Thilgon.”

He lays down then, the only sound coming from the tropical woods and the cracking of the fire in the fireplace. I once again take a long time to sleep, this idiocy syndrome of always having to have company while falling asleep, which made my mind wander and overthink.

Have I been too harsh on him? But he deserved… didn't he?

Ok, least make a list of his sinful acts: He started to act weird, evolved fast, and didn't tell me why. He… dropped my pants. He stole my kills. He…

Now that I think about it, there are not many bad things if I consider the good ones, like, cooking, cleaning my clothes, finding me clothes, helping me in general… So what was bothering me, really?

I think… the lack of trust. Yes, he didn't want to tell me why, and for the way he acts is something important, that affects me, and yet he chooses not to share, why?

It was a secret? I could keep a secret. He didn't trust me then…?

No no, it wasn't that either, after all I didn't know him for that long as to expect him to trust me; hell, I shouldn't trust him as much as I have until now. But there was a… sense of familiarity…

That's it, I thought, as my mind slipped into a deep sleep, making me almost forget my last thoughts and conclusion.

I was bothered because he was a stranger, I was bothered because I wanted to know him more, but holding onto his secrets was a barrier that kept me from knowing who he was, who he really was, after all the change of masks he had until now.

Leonel, Leonel, still holding onto your masks aren't you?

Have to do something about that…

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Appraisal Completed:

White Perv Fishes: They may look innocent at first, but that's all part of their illusion; once they bring you close enough they try to enter your clothes and make you giggle like a little girl.

Heheh

Author: Good one fishes *high five with his fin*

MC:…

ML:…Good One. *thumbs up*

MC:*preparing another slap*

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