The Mysterious Hero

The Mysterious Hero
22. Look in


"Hm... Yes already. Alrighty! Who went to see Ruka first?" The thorn this time turned on his brother. His expression seriously questioned who would visit Ruka first.


"I'm after dinner, and you're delivering dinner to him. I'll have extra practice later." The one who spoke was Hali. He glanced towards his youngest brother. It seemed like after the match back then, Hali wanted to continue training his abilities to far surpass Zen.


"I will also have training and selection. I'm with Hali and I'll go see him" Hika said, hooking her hand on Hali's shoulder.


Too bad, Hali immediately dodged before his hand leaned back, causing Hika to fall with no elites.


"Hey!" Hika looked resentfully at Hali who acted as if nothing had happened.


"Akhs! I just remembered!" Leon patted his forehead. He seemed to have just recalled something important, visible from his face that was missing his trademark mischievous smile.


"There will be a selection for next month's event."


"What event is there?"


Now a flat gaze was directed at Yuka. The young man only raised one eye. His expression seemed innocent of not knowing anything.


"Seriously, you don't know?"


Laura stared miris at the aquamarine iris young man who was still loading. The girl was thrown a puzzled look by this lazy prince before her.


"Next month there will be a school anniversary festival. Every club at least gives participation in that activity." Hika chose to raise her voice. She felt sorry for seeing Laura who looked like she had a headache due to her own twin.


Yuka, still innocently, replied casually. "Oh, just a club, right? I don't follow any clubs, so it's nothing to do with me, is it?" He even had time to lay his head on the table, really not interested or even choose not to care about him.


Seeing Yuka's behavior, who did not know what to act like. Laura took a deep breath and exhaled her. Inevitably he had to explain it again, because Yuka had fallen asleep in the classroom earlier.


"Okay, Yuka. Listen carefully. I'll explain it again, because it doesn't seem like you listened to it when I explained it in front of the class."


"Next month will be held Every club is required to participate in the festival activities organized by the school or OSIS. In addition, there will also be a selection of the best team that will be selected to become a special member of training at STAMY."


"The 95th anniversary of school. The festival will be held for 3 consecutive days. On the first day, it is the club's activity to show whether the club has the right to continue or not, whether they are active or just hitchhiking."


"After school tournament activities, as well as selection to choose the best student. Each class must participate in the event, as only the top 10 students can be selected as winners." Okay, Yuka is really a big loser. Laura did not care at all about Yuka's condition which seemed to her soul out of her body.


He simply turned around and opened the textbook, completely ignoring the existence of the six princes. It seems that the effect of always being with Ruka makes her inherit her indifference to one's status.The habit of conveying a barrage of information without giving time for others to digest it is the same as Ruka used to do.


Thorns do not know to feel pity or laugh contentedly. He believes this is Yuka's karma for never carrying out his obligations properly. "Okay, so who can?"


Again he brought up the first topic. Hali, Hika, and Leon can't come along. And Yuka definitely can't. The condition of the young man was like moving nature.


"I can." Zen leaned against the table.


"Are you sure you want to see Ruu?"


"Rulu?"


"Yes, Ruu. Wh why? Whatever I want, what do you call him." Thorn puffed his cheeks.


"No, the thing is are you close to her to calling her that?"


"Of course close, dong! I'm the one with the attention, so no problem dong call it!"


Thorn smiled with satisfaction. "Okay, so Zen and I are going to visit Ruu first after school!"


*****


The school bell has been ringing since. Ruka had just woken up from her sleep. His head was throbbing pain and his body felt weak. Her eyes were hot, something cold was sticking to her forehead.


"Geez, how could I have a fever..."


'Rest... Why wake up again?'


"I'm sorry, what can I wake up for?" Ruka grumbling. He slowly sat himself with great difficulty. The wet cloth fell as soon as he managed to sit down.


His clothes were replaced with his daily clothes. But his hair is still loose and tangled. Ruka glanced at the cloth and looked to the side slowly.


Sure enough, there was already a cup of water with medicine, next to which was a piece of paper. Slowly he picked up the paper and read it.


It was quite difficult to remember his current gaze was unfocused.


"Rest for the moment. Your body temperature rises because you are forcing yourself. I told you not to push yourself, but still.


For now, stay in your room until you choose again. You should have told me if you needed help. Don't push yourself."


By Lord Cromwell


Ruka grunts. The corner of his lips lifted weakly. But after that it looked at his wrist.


"That's how hard am I forcing myself?"


'Newly aware?'


"Hey."


Tok tok!


"Ruka, are you inside?" Hearing a familiar voice, Ruka intends to get out of her bed. But not three steps from his bed, he fell.


Causes a fairly large sound. The door immediately opened revealing the figures of two young men who wore worried expressions.


Thorn quickly entered and helped Ruka. She placed her hands on Ruka's forehead and neck. Sensing Ruka's hot temperature, Duri couldn't hide her worries. "Good, Ruka! If you are sick, don't push yourself!"


He slid his hands on Ruka's back and lower knees, slowly lifting them so as not to give a strong shock.


And slowly led him towards his bed. Ruka only accepted what Duri was doing and leaned her head, which indeed felt heavy, on the Prince's firm shoulder.


Zen came in and put down the porridge that the two had bought before coming here. He helped Duri envelop and put back the wet cloth, which was almost dry, onto Ruka's forehead.


It seemed like his plan to question the identity and what this gold bead owner was doing would be temporarily held back. Seeing that his condition was completely still in a high fever, Zen chose to harbor his curiosity.


For now, he should help take care of the Chairman of the Supervisory Board. He can ask at the right time. In addition, with the existence of Duri here will be even more difficult because the young man will definitely continue to ask non-stop.