Apathetic

Ch. 8

Rubbing his large gorgeous rainbow orbs as he slowly yawns, leaning his small back on the bean bag with his eyes now half-lidded.

"Douma-sama?"

The little prodigy leaned up remembering where he is and what he was supposed to do, he looks down from his platform of his fellow follower in the bowing position with a confused look on his face.

"Something the matter? About my story?" He asked in a concern tone in his voice.

Douma immediately shook his head, "No no it has nothing to do with you my fellow one. I was getting comfortable on my bean bag so nothing to worry." The boy gave him a smile, although a tired one but the follower doesn't noticed. "Please continue on."

As the follower continues to talk about his sob story, Douma was having a hard time opening his eyes. His follower is looking down on the floor while sobbing, so Douma is fine.

At least he think he was.

Behind the closed Shoji door is his bald-headed servant observing his leader's facial expression from the small peak as his eyes become concern.

Is he okay? This never happens before...

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Not only it happened once but it happened again in the next day with not just one follower but also 3 followers and the next day after that 5 followers and after that are 7 or more.

His strange demeanor is suddenly became a problem to Hisashi.

After finishing up with his afternoon meeting with couple of followers who came out from the chamber with...disappointed look on their faces.

The bald servant escort them out of the chambers, thanking them for seeing Douma and tell them to have a wonderful day. Once he came back, Hisashi stepped in the chamber and slide the shoji door open. Douma moves his head up from the beanbag when he heard the shoji door and waved at him slowly.

"Oh hello Hisashi-San! Is it dinner time already?" Douma asked with his eyes closed.

Hisashi raised an eyebrow, "No my lord..it's 2:00 pm. Dinner won't be ready in the next five hours. You know that right?"

Douma gave him an a confused look before remembers, "Ohh yeah yeah...sorry I have lost track of time heheh."

Hisashi went up closer to Douma and lower his head to look down, observing his facial features. He then noticed something underneath his eyes, black bags began to form.

"Douma-sama, are you okay? For the past days you seem to be off..."

Douma leaned his head to the side, "What makes you think that?"

His servant leaned back up and cleared his throat, "Well recently you have been quite slower than usually on your meetings for couple of days. Your responses to your follower's questions or their help was quite strange nor didn't make any sense. Because you would give them some broad or unfinished sentences when you were guiding them and comforting them from their stories. Your posture weren't even proper as usual."

"Ohhh I'm fine..." Douma said as he leaned his back on the beanbag. "I'm just exhausted that's all."

"Really? You always go to bed right on time before anyone else. You always wake up all energized and ready to go with your meetings. Are you having trouble sleeping my lord? If so we could make you some night organic tea with honey or a comfortable bed for you to sleep-"

"Like I said. I'm fine." Douma said, trying to make his voice to be his cheery one.

"Are you sure?" Hisashi asked which the little prodigy responded with a nod.