Tiana sat up on her bed, she touched her temple that was pondering. Her body was sweating profusely and her lungs were contracting, she was having hard time breathing. What just happened? Azkin? Mia? Francis? How did those images in her dream so vivid? And those faces, that Mia, wasn't that her? Isn't that her appearance? While Azkin's face was very similar to Yanarym. And that Francis... It was him, no, the man, she forgot the face of the man. Was it Kraig? Or was it Lyndon? More importantly, what was that? Did her brain create those scenes? Or were they real? Tiana stood up from her bed, she better asked Lyndon about this.
Guide-sama: "Why aren't you doing anything Yanarym?"
"Doing, what do you mean?"
Guide-sama: "It's been months… but nothing's happening. You're not doing anything."
"I don't think that's the case Guide-sama, everything was going along with the plan."
Guide-sama: "Plan? I see no plan, you're just goofing with these three men."
"Guide-sama, I'm not goofing, and the plan is to go along with the flow."
Guide-sama: "Will you send me some clues to know what I am supposed to anticipate?"
"...A brawl." She sneered and peered at the man beside her.
"Does he have to fetch you every time? I can send you home myself." Kraig groused, he walked Yanarym out of his room, they didn't even have enough time to make love because she suddenly remembered that her uncle would be fetching her at his house before sunset. "Why did you even tell him that we are here?" He kept on whining until they reached the front door. Yanarym cupped his face and gave him smooches but it didn't help to lighten his mood. "He's not even your real uncle."
"I didn't tell him where I am, where else would I go than to your house?" Yanarym halted at the front door and looked at his grumbled face. Surely, Kraig doesn't like Matteo very much, even Lyndon doesn't like Matteo. Maybe he has some sort of aura that sends off to these men that's causing them to hate him. "He will be leaving some time soon, I told you, he travels often. You won't be able to see him for the next two years."
"Then, why don't he just travel for the rest of his life?!" He growled and glared his eyes to the door as if he could see through it and glare at Matteo's location. "You're not a kid anymore, why does he keep taking away my job to take care of you?!"
"Kraig." Yanarym sighed, she felt like she was dealing with a jealous kid at kindergarten. He composed himself after seeing her disappointed and had enough eyes, she hated it whenever he was ranting about Marcus. He can't help it, he's too annoyed at that guy to keep it all to himself.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you mad?"
"That's not like you, you don't hate people, why do you even hate him?" She asked in a nimbly manner. He pinched her cheeks before kissing her lips.
"I don't know, I just do. Maybe there are just people you hate even if you don't know them." He explained and caressed her face.
"Rym, let's go!" A shout from the outside made Kraig's face more wrinkled. "It's raining out here!"
"I would never like him," he grumbled. "Why is he acting like your lover? I see, that might be it, I hate him because he acts like you are his. But you are mine!" Yanarym giggled at his possessiveness and kissed him on his cheeks.
"Alright my lover," she chuckled and tiptoed to cling her arms to his neck, "Should we go on a date tomorrow? Our rest week will be over the next day, I want to go out of town." She uttered sweetly, Kraig bobbed his head to bite her nose. "Aw." He smiled when she whined, letting go of his neck he held her waist for her to stay close. "Why bit me?"
"Because you're unfair, I'm still mad and you charmed me like that. I can no longer act mad here." She giggled at him and gave him smooches. "See that? Anyway, where do you want to go?"
School was currently on semester break for two weeks. The rest of the break would be over by the next two days. For the past few days, Yanarym was solely entertaining Kraig and Matteo, no Lyndon on the schedule. She should commence for her love test, so that she could begin her revenge.
"I want to go to…how about where you lived? I want to see where you spend your teenage years."
"There's nothing to see there, I'll bring you somewhere---"
"YANARYM! GET OUT! NOW!" Their lovie-dovie was abrupt when Matteo growled from the outside. Yanarym turned her head to the door and to Kraig before she let go clinging to his neck. Kraig's face wrinkled again.
"I have to go now, bye Love." She opened the door and there was Matteo with an umbrella under the pouring rain. "You only bring one umbrella?" She asked and waited for him to come over to her.
"We could share, let's go." He walked towards her and held her hand. Kraig was about to pull her to his side but Matteo was fast enough. He put his arms around her shoulder and they walked together in the rain.
Kraig's face was dragged down by gravity in aggravation, this is what he is trying to point out. This man who pretends to be her relative flirts at her openly. And because his precious innocent Yanarym was oblivious to the ways of men, she doesn't notice his seducing tactics at all!
"Be careful on your way home!" He yelled at her and she turned to him to smile sweetly while enthusiastically waving her arms.
"Alright! I love you!" As long as Yanarym doesn't consider that man as her, it's good. After all, she's crazy for him, he doesn't have to worry about a single thing if it's about her.