Chapter 107 Feed Me? (1/2)

As expected, the effect of the Insta account was explosive. Kyle had to endure it and ride the waves as best as he could without complaint, as that was one of the reasons why Kay created the account in the first place.

It was to give him, Kyle, exposure.

The Smith Twins felt that the best way to tackle the hidden enemy was to be out in the open. The more exposure Kyle got, the more eyes were on Kyle and thus, the more difficult it would be for anyone to try anything.

Just take Dahlia as an example. How could anyone not see a young child walking alone? She was practically ignored that it allowed the perpetrator to grab her and place her in that dangerous position.

Kyle may have drawn attention due to his looks but it didn't mean that eyes were on him all the time. Most people would only look for a while but then, look away. However, if Kyle was more recognizable, people would be more observant and pay more attention to him.

Of course, it did have its downside as well.

The increase in screaming girls, the sudden influx of girls hanging about outside Sakura Academy simply to catch a glimpse of Kyle, the increase of Kyle's pictures being taken ... the little things like that. Kyle took it all with a heavy heart but his face could not show it. He had to keep on giving a smile and pretend like it didn't bother him at all.

Still, it did take a toll on him.

”You look like you're under a lot of pain,” Beatrice commented one day to Kyle in class.

Kyle was busy typing at the keyboards, his attention completely focused on the screen when he heard her say that.

”Hmmm?” he mumbled distractedly.

His mind was a bit off at the moment as he studied the data MIB gave him on the subsidiary company Kyle had to monitor. He had MIB gather all the data and information that he needed that were related to the company, both that were public and even those that were not.

The financial reports, the accounts it had, the delivery and orders made, its employees and their work performance were but some of the information he had to sift through. On top of that, he had Kay's team of elite hackers go through all of the employees to find out if there had been any suspicious activities.

It was a lot of data to go through, and he also had to look at the market and economic status of the business. He felt like his brain was about to explode. Worse, this was just the tip of the iceberg with regards to the work that he would be doing once he graduated and officially started work.

”You okay, Kyle?” Beatrice asked again, after noticing his furrowed eyebrows. It was not like the usual, playful Kyle that she was used to. This ... serious Kyle was rather weird.

Kyle finally heard the concern in her voice and snapped out of his intense concentration.

”Sorry,” he said as he looked away from the screen, then stretched out like a cat, getting the kinks out of his shoulders, neck, and back.

”I hate doing reports,” he complained as he plopped his head down on the table while facing her. ”I'm fine, just tired.”

Beatrice took a look at Kyle's screen and saw some complicated graphs, data and pie charts. She couldn't understand a single thing about it.

Going over to his table, Beatrice put a bunch of chocolate drops on it, saying, ”Here, to give you some energy.”

”Thanks,” Kyle said.

Then he looked up at her, without lifting his head, making puppy-dog eyes and a small pout as he asked, ”Feed me?”

Beatrice's eye twitched. Looks like it didn't take long for him to get back to normal.

She didn't deem that he deserved an answer so she just glared at him and walked back to her table.

Kyle continued to look at Beatrice with a smile on his face. The concern she had shown made him feel all warm inside. It was also a welcome distraction from all of the work he had been doing the past few weeks. It was a timely reminder for him to start being crazy again.

Hence, the teasing. He kind of missed that eye twitch.

Kyle laughed at himself. He was turning out to be such a bully.

[You seem to enjoy teasing Beatrice a lot, dear brother.]

Kyle cricked his neck as he got up from the lying position on his desk.