He had been sure he would never grow tired of lying in bed for days on end, but his battle-hardened body could not tolerate the laziness that surprisingly ensued. Cadel left the room to stretch his stiff body and spend some time with his subordinates.
ââ¦â¦What the hell, where is everyone?â
But even after wandering the neighborhood for quite some time, he couldnât find any of his subordinates. There were five of them, and he felt a strange sense of loneliness when he couldnât see them where he usually turned his head.
It was a little dangerous to feel empty when he was only a few hours apart. As Cadel pondered the loss of independence, he shook his head.
âForget it. Since when do I like crowds? I can play alone.â
He was getting tired of his subordinates bothering him at every turn. Heâd rather be alone and shoot at his leisure than in a crowd. They needed some alone time, too.
ââ¦â¦The more I think about it, the funnier it is. Iâve been telling them to stay away, and they wonât, and now they want some alone time again, huh?â
Cadel, who was unaware of the pact between the members, found the situation to be ridiculous and absurd. Eventually, Cadel stopped looking for his subordinates and, in a fit of unnecessary anger, stormed into the nearest store.
As soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by the aroma of savory bread and coffee beans. The gentle warmth of the place melted his frozen heart. Cadelâs face softened, and his gaze shifted to the empty seats. He soon spotted a familiar figure.
A man who stood out like a sore thumb in a crowd of ordinary people. Sitting alone and defiantly cross-legged, reading a newspaper with a cup of coffee, the handsome man was Lumen.
Cadel spotted him and boldly approached him. Lumen, sensing Cadelâs presence, looked up from his newspaper.
ââ¦â¦Leader?â
âI was wondering where you were. I guess you were having a little time to yourself?â
âDid you look for me?â
âNo, not really.â
Lumenâs voice was husky as he looked so peaceful. As Cadel sat down across from him and ordered coffee, Lumen folded the newspaper he was reading and set it on the table.
âYou must be bored.â
âNot really. Iâm just stopping by for a walk. I wanted to grab a coffee.â
âOh, really?â
âUh, really.â
Cadel, whoâd been pretending to look around the store for nothing, overcame his instincts and glanced back at Lumen. His eyes widened at the direct stare, and he spoke tartly.
âFinish what youâre doing. Iâm just stopping by.â
âYou want me to read the newspaper?â
âYeah. Iâm not interrupting.â
âI didnât see anything interesting enough to read with Leader in front of me.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âNow that weâre alone in the cafe, Iâm thinking about that day.â
âThat day?â
âThe day I met Mr. Mamil.â
Cadel blinked a few times, then opened his mouth and nodded. On that day, Cadel had gone to the café âCarrots and Chiffonâ to woo Mamil, whom he had never met before, and had run into Lumen, who was there first.
âDo you know how nervous I was? I was so worried that Mr. Mamil would run away again when he saw you, I thought I was going to lose all my hair.â
âI remember your reaction was very funny, Leader, because you thought that I was bullying him.â
âI didnât find it funny.â
âItâs also the day we first became best friends.â
ââ¦â¦Ah.â
Cadel spit out a chuckle and stroked his cheek as he racked his brain for a memory. It certainly was.
âA dear friend of mine, Mr. Mamil, who was willing to lend a hand in the rebuilding of House Lytos. He may have been grossly disrespectful at firstâ¦â¦ but he is remorseful. Right, Lumen?â
Somehow, Cadel had managed to draw Lumen in, who had come to interfere to prevent Mamil from escaping. The more he thought about it, the more he realized how condescending the old Lumen had been, but he beat him to it.
âIt was nice, though I didnât show it.â
The look was so sweet that he squirmed uncomfortably at the realization that it was him he was looking at. Suddenly embarrassed, Cadel wordlessly rubbed the back of his head. For some reason, he found it difficult to make eye contact.
âThank you.â
When Cadel looked at him as if he didnât know what to make of his sudden gratitude, Lumenâs eyes softened slightly.
âFor accepting me again and again.â
ââ¦â¦Thatâs unexpected.â
âBecause I never thought Iâd be able to form a new relationship, and you never gave up on this weakling, so Iâll always be grateful.â
As Cadel hesitated, unsure of how to respond to this unexpected statement, his coffee arrived just in time. Cadelâs eyes lowered as he dried his lips and drank from the hot cup.
âAre you shy by any chance?â
âNope.â
ââ¦â¦I just wanted you to know, because now that I think about it, I donât think Iâve ever expressed it.â
It was true. Lumen had always been shy about expressing himself, so their relationship was fraught with misunderstandings and conflicts from the beginning. But then he started to open up a little bit, and now he was able to express his affection openly.
Cadel sipped his coffee in silence, then carefully raised his eyes to meet Lumenâs.
The change in his expression from impassive to colorful made him look even more beautiful. After a moment of staring into that handsome face, Cadel coughed briefly and spoke.
âIf youâre grateful, keep up the good work.â
âI think Iâm doing well enough as it is.â
ââ¦â¦That said.â
Lumen laughed softly at the meek acknowledgment. And just like that, the subtle tension between them was broken.
âCommander?â
Vanâs voice came from behind him. Reflexively, he turned around, and Van stood in front of him, his face full of surprise.
âWhat are you doing here?â
âCanât you tell? Heâs spending time with me.â
âI didnât ask you, young master.â
Cadel tugged at Vanâs sleeve, crossing between the two of them, who were busy growling as soon as they saw each other.
âI just ran into him. You want to sit with us?â
âSure.â
âI donât want to.â
âIf you donât like it, you can go screw yourself.â
Van ordered drinks and dessert, squeezing in next to Cadel, and Cadel smirked as he watched them take turns arguing casually just like when theyâd just met each other.
âYou guys are so consistent. You get along well.â
âWhat does that mean?â
âDid I hear you wrong?â
Cadel shrugged instead of answering, knowing that saying it a second time would cause an even bigger uproar. The two men had been at each otherâs throats since their first meeting, but Cadel knew they considered each other friends, and how could they not, when they had fought together so many times and would fight together again, back to back.
âDonât look at me that way. Itâs gross.â
âYouâre overconfident. You think Iâm going to give you a second glance? I was looking at Leader.â
âWhy are you looking at Commander? Stop looking at him and read the scraps of paper in front of you.â
âWhat do you care if Iâm looking at someone I like?â
âDonât you dare. I know Commander best, and heâs not into a guy with a sissy face like yours. Youâd better get over it before you get your heart broken.â
âI donât know. Leader always seems to be weak when he sees my face.â
âAlthough delusions are supposed to be a form of personal freedom, yours are at a criminal level, so get a grip, young master.â
A trusted comradeâ¦â¦ right?
Cadel took his food from the server, leaving the two men arguing until his ears burned. Van paused when the dessert heâd ordered arrived, carefully slicing the bread into shapes that wouldnât be crushed, then shoved the whole thing in front of Cadel.
âPlease eat.â
âWhat? You didnât order it for you to eat?â
âNo. I was just stopping by to get a snack for you in the first place.â
Cadelâs eyes narrowed prettily as if heâd received an unexpected gift, and he smiled.
âThatâs sweet, Van. Thanks.â
ââ¦â¦Itâs nothing.â
Even after revealing his true identity, Van was as quick to offer things as ever. It wasnât in his nature to do so; heâd never seen Van take care of any of his comrades before, and it was always a relief to know that his caring wasnât reserved for Cadel Lytos.
Their bickering never ceased, even as Cadel, now in a better mood, shoveled the sliced bread into his mouth. Cadel listened to their bickering with one ear, reminiscing about a time that seemed a little too distant.
He remembered the mercenary corps days when the three of them used to travel together, borrowing carriage fare from Lumen because they didnât have any money. He remembered the hot soup when he was first transmigrated, and how happy he was now.
As he savored the memories, Cadel suddenly stopped eating and looked up.
âBy the way, do you guys know what Lydon is doing?â
Lydon was rarely seen in Cadelâs presence outside of meal times. He shrugged it off as the rest of his subordinates, but the absence of the fairy whoâd been burrowing into his side of the table no matter what made him worry.
He wondered if Lydon had gotten himself into trouble somewhere. When Cadel asked anxiously, Lumenâs answer was simple.
âHeâs been hanging out with some guy the last few days.â