Ch8 - [Don’t randomly add scenes] He slowly squeezed out an embarrassed expression.

Nalun coughed, feigning nonchalance: “Many thanks.”

Sirius was curious: “This is……”

“It’s nothing!” Nalun became vigilant: “One of my injured friends entrusted me to buy this. Just look at me, do I seem like someone who’s sick?”

Sirius shook his head: “No.”

Nalun let out a breath of relief.

“However, the words you said just now……”

Nalun blinked in confusion: “I said something? Did I say something? No. You made a mistake. I didn’t say anything at all.”

This time it was Sirius’s turn to fall silent.

Nalun touched his beard and repeated to himself internally: Right now, he was only a greasy guy with a bushy beard. No matter how humiliating, it has nothing to do with Nalun Charvey. Extraordinary times called for silent endurance; the prerequisite for causing chaos was to avoid getting dragged into it as well.

“My friend is still waiting for me. His injury is very severe and cannot be delayed any longer. I’ll be……”

‘Going first’ didn’t even leave his mouth yet, Sirius already interrupted him: “The onsen clubhouse has many hot springs with medicinal properties. Their healing properties are pretty good. Perhaps you can have your friend give it a try?”

Nalun waved his hand: “No need, no need.”

Sirius: “There are also medicinal bath soaks. These are even more convenient. They can be taken home and placed inside the bathtub for a soak.”

Nalun shook his head desperately.

Sirius’s face gained a suspicious expression: “If you’re really friends, wouldn’t you want him to get better faster?”

Nalun wiped away tears: “Poverty limited my intelligence.”

Sirius: “……”

“Hey!”

To the side, the theatrical youth, who had his spotlight stolen, finally couldn’t hold back. With a panicked rush, he charged in between the two people. First, he gave Nalun a glare. Then he turned his head and switched to an anguished expression, saying: “Sirius, you should take responsibility for me.”

The Imperial Admiral pondered for a moment and asked: “You are?”

The youth instantly had a face of ‘oh fuck you heartless traitor”. He tugged down his clothes and revealed a huge area of red marks on his collarbone.

Nalun: “……” This… was really too dedicated.

–Looks like he needed to tell Alida to wrap this guy a huge red pouch.

“Look. You left these on me. Sirius, no matter what troubles you face, you can’t deny that the person who spent that night together with you… was me.”

The youth revealed a mournful hopeless smile: “I originally thought you’d disdain me and regret it. That’s why when I woke up in the morning, I didn’t dare to face you.”

Momentum changing, the youth’s black eyes started shining brightly: “But later, I saw you searching for me! I gathered my courage to come here. Yet you’ve become so cold and indifferent……”

Sirius: “Wait……”

The youth said emotionally: “No! You tell me first. Why must you deny everything that happened that night?”

Sirius answered with silence.

Nalun secretly scooted away, attempting to place some distance from this hellish scene. But, with an ache to his wrist, he was captured. Meanwhile, the main instigator– the Admiral-daren, who was being forced to exchange lines with the theatrical god, only looked ahead calmly, as if the person holding onto Nalun right now wasn’t him.

Nalun: “……”

Why did he have to be dragged along while you guys are exchanging lines?!

He was only an innocent bystander.

The youth’s gaze landed on the two people’s tightly clasped hands. Somewhat confused, he pointed: “You guys are……”

Nalun: “……” Focus on your performance, youth! Don’t get distracted by this insignificant thing!

Sirius: “What did you say just now? Deny everything?”

The youth nodded his head and opened his mouth. However, he couldn’t spit anything out for a long while, expression completely at a loss.

“I, uh I……”

Nalun: “……” Did he forget his script here? The fuck? Is he forgetting the script here!

Sirius said in a relaxed tone: “How much do you remember from night?”

The youth very quickly resumed his character again and said indignantly: “I remember everything. You called me little baby and said you loved my collarbone the most.”

Nalun stiffed, eyes starting to daze off.

‘Little baby’ or whatever didn’t exist at all. Sirius favored saying ‘little beauty’ more. In addition, in comparison to biting the collarbone, he liked biting the thighs…… no wait, this didn’t seem to be the main point here.

Nalun gave the youth a glare: Don’t randomly add scenes for others. This will make it very easier to expose your lies, don’t you know?!

Sirius coolly shifted his gaze and asked: “You saw?”

Nalun froze for quite awhile before finally realizing that Sirius was looking at him when asking this question. He blinked, somewhat confused– Why, why suddenly ask this?

Sirius reminded him, saying: “And felt extremely heartbroken over this?”

Nalun solemnly put on a serious face: “…….” Oh right, the nonsense he told the freckled man just now… seemed to have been following this script– He had seen the private business between the Imperial Admiral and an underaged youth and even saw the Admiral irresponsibly using money to make the youth leave.

In other words, just how long has Sirius been eavesdropping behind him?

The youth felt extremely displeased from having the limelight stolen repeatedly: “Who’s he?”

Sirius looked pensive: “You don’t know him?”

The youth gave Nalun a look of disdain: “Why would I know him?”

Nalun: “……” I’m your teammate, theatrical god.

Sirius gave a profound ‘Oh.’ The tail of this word tilted upwards, very thought-provoking.

“Since you said you remember everything. Then which arm of mine has a birthmark?”

Nalun furrowed his brows. If he didn’t remember wrong……

“Neither has a birthmark!” This kind of intimidation question was way too old-fashioned. The youth resolutely and decisively gave his answer, then added: “Your two arms don’t have any marks at all.”

Ai…… Nalun closed his eyes, unable to watch the following development.

Sirius said calmly: “My arms really don’t have any birthmarks. However, it does have a 10 cm long scar. He rolled up his sleeve. Sure enough, on his arm was a very sinister looking scar.

“……” The youth fell silent, his delicate countenance all scrunched up, looking extremely puzzled by this world that didn’t play by the rules.

“Andrew, take custody of this impersonating liar.” This farce has already lasted a long time. Sirius rolled down his sleeve, feeling like it’s time to end it.

The vice-admiral, who had been standing silently nearby, pretending to be the background, straightened his back instantly when called upon.

With a ‘wuwah,’ the youth started crying: “Admiral-daren! I’m only a penniless orphan! Forced to do this for my livelihood. Please let me go!”

Sirius asked: “And you?” His dark eyes focused on Nalun, expression stern and oppressive.

Nalun felt like, if his answer contained even the slightest fatal flaw, the consequence would be very dire. The main issue was that he couldn’t even run away. Sirius was still grabbing his wrist.

After exchanging stares for a moment, he slowly squeezed out an embarrassed expression.

“That’s right. Just as I said previously, I worship you, follow you, and adore you…… The reason why I used such a clumsy lie to discredit you, is only because I hope less people would like you. Decreasing to the point where everyone stops competing with me for your gaze…… Forgive me for my conceitedness, Admiral. No one cares about you more than me. I also detest this kind of me who can only bring you trouble.”

Nalun understood very well how he looked right now– an exuberant beard, greasy and unkempt. Adding in this detestable kind of sappy and sickening confession, he trusted that Sirius won’t be able to endure much longer and shake him off.

This was only a strategic withdrawal. A real man knew how to give and take. Once the beard and fake wig were removed, he’d be the high and mighty Honored Prince Charvey again. Who the fck would still remember him!