Ch30 - [The so-called coincidental meeting] He summed up their encounter as a mysterious coincidence

Inside a certain dark-colored sports car that was parked on a long street, Andrew sat upright and proper. To his side, Diya had his leg raised in a very relaxed and leisurely manner.

Wearing sunglasses, Diya seemed to be trying to persuade his coworker to relax a little.

“Sirius, that old tree, is finally blooming flowers. What are you so nervous about?”

Andrew was unconvinced.

“I say, that guy has been single for this long. This is the first time I’ve seen him pursue someone. Are you really not curious?”

“In the front to the left, there’s a woman in a red dress. Around the corner, there’s a man in a white shirt. Which one do you think it is?”

“No wait……. neither of them look it. Perhaps it’s the student in uniform across the street!”

Diya excitedly expressed his thoughts out loud.

Andrew asked: “Student?”

“Uhh…… Maybe a little too young. How about we go ask our Admiral?”

Andrew looked towards him and shook his head: “I’m not going.”

“I’m also not going.”

Courting disaster was only fun for a second. The ones that get hurt in the end would definitely only be themselves– this conclusion was built from the bloody, tragic lessons of accompanying Sirius all of these years.

“……”

“……”

The two people fell silent.

“But wasn’t the Admiral still searching for his one night stand just a while ago?”

The two people exchanged looks once again. They both saw a look of gossip in each other’s eyes.

In this moment of silence, a flashy red, limited edition sports car sped past and stopped in an empty spot a few steps away from them.

Diya instantly lowered his leg and leaned forward with his body. He looked enthusiastically at the butt of the wonderful car and exclaimed: “Oh the inhumanities! I actually saw my goddess!”

Andrew turned his head swiftly, expression changing on his face: “Goddess?”

Diya nodded his head, eyes filled with adoration for the limited sports car: “My dream car! She’s too beautiful……”

Andrew patted him and pointed towards the man getting out of the car.

Diya’s face instantly fell: “Charvey? Why did he appear.”

Andrew had a profound look: “He entered that shop.”

Diya had a dazed expression: “I suddenly remembered that this guy and Sirius went to eat together last time.”

Andrew: “……”

Diya placed a hand on the car’s door with a very grave expression: “Should we enter to take a look?”

Andrew stoned his face, dutifully rejecting his little friend’s suggestion.

Until Diya got out of the car in high spirits, Andrew finally followed behind him saying: “You’re the one trying to spy. I followed you to stop you.”

Diya narrowed his eyes: This guy looked quite honest normally. Once he starts getting clever, he’s really very terrible!

Sirius sat next to the window, absent-mindedly looking at the scenery of the street. The coffee next to his hand emitted a thick sweet smell. He picked up a small spoon and stirred in circles with a leisurely attitude.

Although he already got prepared to be stood up, he still felt somewhat disappointed when his date really didn’t show up.

The messages that he sent were like throwing stones into the ocean. Looks like today’s afternoon tea will really be for only one person.

“Like a certain someone who broke his promise.”

A familiar voice came from outside of the partition. Sirius turned his head and saw the expressionless Honored Prince Nalun standing outside.

Sirius: “……”

Nalun: “I saw you.”

Sirius got up, walked over, and said: “Nalun?”

The black haired Honored Prince looked behind Sirius. As if somewhat surprised to see it empty, he asked: “Where’s that important individual of yours?”

Sirius said: “He probably won’t be coming.”

Nalun said regretfully: “Then we’re really ‘misery loves company’.”

— Both of them were ditched.

His eyes were filled with sympathy. However, his tone had a hard-to-conceal glee.

Sirius asked: “Why would you be here?”

Nalun, very befuddled: “Of course I’m wandering just around casually. I came here not long ago and discovered that the atmosphere was pretty good and well suited for relaxation.”

Was he not allowed to find a place to relax after being ditched?

He summed up their encounter as a mysterious coincidence: “What a coincidence.”

Sirius: “En. Really quite a coincidence.”

Nalun quietly looked at Sirius for a few seconds. Confirming that the other didn’t have any intentions of inviting him in for a seat, Nalun secretly grinded his teeth.

“Not inviting me in for a seat?”

Sirius remained silent for a moment. In the end, he still moved aside and yielded. He asked: “What do you want to drink?”

Nalun stepped into the private booth and selected the same cup of coffee as last time.

His gaze landed on the delicate gift box on the side of the table. He asked, despite already knowing the answer: “The gift prepared for him?”

“En. Unfortunately, he doesn’t want it.”

Sirius sat in front of Nalun, gaze carelessly landing on Nalun– this ill-tempered colleague actually looked very pleasing to the eye. Fair white skin, beautiful eyes. When he was quiet and motionless, he looked extremely like a beautiful painting.

Nalun said softly: “When you and I go out, I’ve never received any presents.”

Sirius actually heard a hint of dissatisfaction from these words of mockery.

Nalun asked: “Did you like the wrist watch I gave you previously?”

Last time when they met each other in Langdon Street, he prepared a gift. Now that it’s mentioned, after Sirius accepted it, he still didn’t give any comment regarding the gift.

Sirius pulled up his long sleeve and revealed the gentleman style wrist watch underneath.

Nalun: “…….”

Sirius: “Very practical. The design is not bad either. I like it very much.”

Nalun shifted his gaze and looked outside the window at the scenery.

Sirius lowered his head and feigned to incidentally open his personal comp.

Nalun, who saw this from the corner of his eyes, couldn’t help but curse silently: Don’t tell him. Sirius was sending a message to ‘him’?

He had already changed the communication device to silent mode. So there was no need to worry about exposing anything. However, this sudden feeling of being ignored didn’t feel very good. The arrogant and prideful Honored Prince scoffed and pressed his lips together in silence.

Yet Sirius didn’t say anything either, as if his entire attention was focused on his personal comp.

Nalun: “Still thinking about your date?”

Sirius smiled briefly: “He doesn’t have a very good temper, lies by nature, and is very stubborn.”

Nalun, who was suddenly bestowed a triple negative review: “……”

Sirius rubbed his chin: “But it’s really hard to dislike him.”

The turning point wasn’t strong either. Under normal circumstances, shouldn’t the content after the ‘but’ overpower the content before it?

–Hypocrite. So two-faced. Talking badly about him behind his back and being caught red-handed now, huh?

Sirius moved his fingers again, only putting down the personal comp after a few seconds.

“Have I met them before?” Nalun asked: “The Imperial Capital is only so big. I’m very curious who would make you so…… deeply concerned?” He came up with this phrase, his tone carrying a bit of ridicule.

Sirius answered: “The person that I’ve been looking for.”

What did that mean?

Sirius smiled profoundly.

Nalun gradually felt a chill run up his back. He strangely felt his goosebumps rise and blood run cold.

“It should be him. The little liar that fled the banquet night.” Sirius asked: “Tell me, where do you think he’s hiding?”