I Am Tired Of Being A Hero-Chapter 256: Lightly

Arlen’s eyes gradually turned red and there was a mischievous expression in his eyes, "What should I do? I am a young human male in my 20s. It is a natural reaction."

Ravi had been to over a hundred worlds and had met over a hundred races so he could be qualified enough to say this. Getting aroused was definitely not a natural reaction to killing intent.

His expression must have said a lot because Arlen chuckled, "I am not planning to do anything this morning, don’t worry."

"Do you feel sorry for me?" He did not feel sorry for himself anymore. For a long time he felt like he was walking on a single plank bridge that was on the verge of collapse and each time his foot stepped on the air, he believed he was going to fall and his bones and body would be smashed. But the greatest fear was not from the dangers below, it was the uncertainty in front.

Where was he going? Why was he still walking? Can he stop now? Or maybe if he continued forward, would he see something worth walking for.

If Ravi could meet his past self he would nod. Keep walking, there is a very handsome and kind lover called Arlen, there is a sensitive, talented, and sweet child called Asher, there is the troublesome Sage, the Smart Lana, and the all too-knowing Malik.

Arlen was quiet. How could he not? Perhaps he should feel more proud of the glory that his lover had amassed throughout the centuries but all he felt was sorrow. He wished he had been there, even if he could not help, at least he could be with him. Holding his hand, protecting him.

Ravi had suffered so much. He had not even met the Sentinel Elders or the Immortals but it was safe to say that he hated them. He hated all of them. And he did not use that word lightly.

"Would you be upset if I felt sorry for you?"

Ravi shook his head, he might not like that emotion from others but Arlen was different, Arlen was also different, "Why? It would make you treat me even better."

Arlen nipped his lower lips a little harder. I do not need to feel sorry for you to treat you well, love. He did not need to say the words; they were all included in the tender gaze as he smiled softly.

Arlen coughed, "Since we are sharing secrets there is something that I must tell you."

Ravi sat up well, looking curious and a little tense, "What could it be?" His eyes moved to the part of the room that he had not looked at since Rey left, the table with the document of his transfer back to the Capital.

Arlen had that look on his face, the one that he had when he was guilty about something. It was safe to say that it did nothing to help the mood that was quick to jump to conclusions.

He loved Harlem. He had grown to see it as another home but if Arlen should ask him to...

Ravi heard a loud beep on his phone and seeing Arlen looking at his phone also, he frowned and reached out to touch the phone.

There was a message from a social media app that he had not been in for months. The app was popularly used for buying and selling used products.

"Love, You still owe me peppered noodles and grilled fish."

Ravi blinked and looked at the phone in Arlen’s hand and then looked at the phone in his hand.

"You have 10 grams of sugar!" His eyes widened with shock, "You...Arlen." If Arlen had told him he was the reincarnation of Buddha, perhaps Ravi would have not been as surprised as he was right now.

Their messages flashed before his eyes like a mirage.

"My Charcoal grill was stolen. I have reported it to the police.’

’The gas grill is really important for my business. I sell peppered noodles with grilled fish or chicken and I can’t do anything since then. Can I get their gas grill for 100 dollars?’

’Peppered noodles and grilled fish sound so good together. Okay, if I sell it for you, you owe me three plates of peppered noodles and grilled fish. I would come over to your store to eat it, is that a deal?

"I don’t think you should come here. There is a reason my neighbors are not talking to me. The flat I am staying in, someone committed suicide here. There are rumors of haunting.’

’Integrity is something that one should always imbibe in themselves. You have broken several promises to me several times. If you have a situation you should have stated it. If you have sold the gas grill you should have told me also. But you kept me hanging for two weeks, that is just cruel on your part. I would not like to do business with you again.’

’My business has been suffering.’

"What a coincidence! I have a friend who is a police officer?’

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"The Captain, Detective Sinclair!’

As more and more messages flashed in his mind, even when Arlen had asked him where he got the gas grill from, and his answer,

Ravi felt so embarrassed that he gritted his teeth and hid his face in Arlen’s clothes. Arlen chuckled, it got Ravi even angrier, and he sparked.

"Since you knew, why didn’t you just tell me? What were you acting for? Were you having fun at my expense? Were you?"

He held him at his lapels and shook him, his ears so red that it looked like it would drip blood any second from now.

Ravi gritted his teeth at Arlen who was no longer smiling, there were beads of sweat on his forehead and he was biting his lips, looking like he was enduring a big deal.

It was then that Ravi recalled what he was sitting on and wriggling around. The red from his ears rushed to his cheeks and he bit his lips.

The fiery expression on his face just now became soft river water and he swallowed, moving closer and pressing his lips on Arlen.

’Min Sol’