My Baby Daddy Isn't Human-Chapter 158: Fun

Elion barely glanced at her as he started tidying up the chess pieces. "Why would I concern myself with one of your little books?"

Raelynn narrowed her eyes at him. "Because it's missing, and you always seem to know everything."

Elion let out a soft breath, his lips pressing together briefly before he shook his head. "I have better things to do than keep track of your reading materials."

She pursed her lips, clearly unconvinced, but let it go. Instead, she rolled her shoulders and muttered, "Once my leg heals, I need to hurry to the library. I have to meet Axel."

Elion's hands, which had been efficiently placing the chess pieces back into the box, suddenly stilled. His fingers hovered over a knight piece for a second too long before he slowly looked up at her.

"You really enjoy spending time with him, don't you?" His tone was casual, but there was something beneath it—something unreadable.

Raelynn blinked at him, taken aback by the question. "What? I literally lost a book I borrowed. I need to either replace it or pay for it."

Elion didn't seem satisfied with that answer. He studied her for a moment before repeating, "That doesn't answer my question. Do you like spending time with that man?"

Raelynn frowned, tilting her head slightly. "Of course. He's fun to be around."

Elion's jaw tightened briefly. He turned his gaze back to the chessboard, but his fingers twitched slightly as he picked up another piece.

"More fun than me?" he asked suddenly, his voice almost too nonchalant.

Raelynn blinked again, utterly confused. "What?"

Raelynn stared at Elion, his words replaying in her head. More fun than me?

Was he… comparing her time with him to her time with Axel?

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Her brows furrowed slightly as she studied his expression. He looked calm, composed—even indifferent—but there was something about the way his fingers twitched against the chess piece that made her pause.

Why would that even matter? Why would he care?

It wasn't like this was some sort of competition. She spent time with Axel because he was her friend. They talked, they joked, sometimes they trained together. And Elion? Well… Elion was just—

Her thoughts stuttered.

Just what?

Elion exhaled quietly and shook his head. "Nothing," he muttered.

Without another word, he stood up, picking up the chessboard and turning toward the door. His footsteps were calm, measured, but there was an unmistakable stiffness to his movements, as if he were restraining something.

Raelynn stared after him, still trying to process the strange shift in his behavior. But just as Elion reached the doorway, he suddenly paused.

Elion remained at the doorway, his back still turned to her. For a moment, Raelynn thought he was about to leave without another word. But then—without turning around—he spoke.

"Is this fun for you?"

His voice was calm, even, but there was something beneath it. Something she couldn't quite place.

Raelynn blinked at his back. "Sure," she said, because, well, why not? It was fun. At least, she didn't not enjoy it.

Elion tilted his head slightly, as if considering her answer. "Really?"

Raelynn raised an eyebrow. "Yeah. I mean, I've never played chess before. It's a good thing to learn something new."

She leaned back against the couch, watching him carefully. "We can play together again sometime."

Silence.

Raelynn waited, expecting some sort of response—a remark, a scoff, maybe even one of his usual smug comments. But nothing came. Elion didn't move. He didn't speak. He just stood there, his posture unreadable.

Her fingers curled slightly against the blanket. Was he… mad? No, that didn't seem right. If anything, he looked more frozen than anything else.

Frowning, she tilted her head, trying to peek at his face, but of course, all she got was the back of his head.

What was his deal?

The longer the silence stretched, the more Raelynn felt something twist in her chest—something strange, something uncomfortable. She was tempted to call his name, to ask what his problem was.

After that, he then turned back, walked toward her, and placed the chessboard firmly on her bedside table.

"Not mine," he said flatly before swiftly turning on his heel and exiting the room, shutting the door behind him.

Raelynn sat in stunned silence, staring at the board as if it might give her answers.

After a long pause, she finally murmured, "…What was that all about?"

Despite her lingering confusion, a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. For some reason, Elion's reaction was unexpectedly… amusing.