Odyssey - How To Tame A Demon

Chapter 39: Cello

At daylight Chuuya would lose his consciousness due to either fighting or being drugged. But at night he would stay awake watching a certain tall guy move around in his sleep. Chuuya sitting on the bed, his back against the headboard awake, his eyes trained on Fyo's restless movements.

Fyo's tossing and turning grated on Chuuya's nerves, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of annoyance. It wasn't concern that kept him awake, but rather a growing frustration at his inability to find rest.

With a frustrated sigh, Chuuya attempted to kick Fyo, hoping to somehow still his restless movements.

But to his surprise, as Chuuya lifted his feet, a curious thing happened. Instead of delivering a light kick, Chuuya found himself hovering his feet above Fyo's body, as if in a gesture of quieting his restless companion. And to his amazement, as if in response to Chuuya's unintentional intervention, Fyo's movements gradually stilled, his breathing becoming slow and steady as he drifted into a peaceful sleep.

Knowing how to calm Fyo's restless slumber, Chuuya took matters into his own hands. As Fyo tossed and turned, disturbing the peace of the night once more, Chuuya acted swiftly. He piled more pillows around Fyo, creating a barrier of softness to keep his companion still.

Once satisfied with the makeshift barricade, Chuuya carefully positioned one of his feet and one hand above Fyo's body, mirroring the unintentional gesture that had brought about calmness earlier while laying on his back so he also could sleep.

To his surprise, it worked like a charm. As Chuuya's foot and hand hovered above Fyo's form, a sense of stillness descended upon the room. Fyo's restless movements gradually ceased, replaced by the steady rise and fall of his chest as he succumbed to the embrace of sleep.

A sense of satisfaction washed over Chuuya as he watched Fyo's peaceful slumber, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. With a newfound sense of accomplishment, he settled on his own spot in the bed, content in the knowledge that he had found a way to bring tranquility to their restless night.

Having found his rest, Chuuya finally was able to dwell in his own thoughts. Remembering their earlier conversation. Fyo's actions created unsettling feelings inside of him. He asked himself why would someone like them, referring to Fyo and Dazai, would know what it feels to be hurt especially by others. Fyo's care for him and flirtatious attitude are all an act.

"Tsk ... I'm not that stupid to believe anything this punk said. And they only think about themselves." Chuuya stated, though a part of him is also like them, he himself also just thinks about himself. Chuuya looked at his side, thinking of punching the sleeping person's face before sleep took him over.

....

The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room as Chuuya stirred from his restless slumber. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, he sat up in bed, his arms wrapped tightly around the numerous pillows scattered beside him. But as he looked around the room, he realized that Fyo was nowhere to be found.

A pang of annoyance shot through Chuuya as he realized that Fyo

had left without a word AGAIN, leaving him to wake up alone with no explanation about

their mission. With a frustrated sigh, Chuuya dragged himself out of bed, his

mood sour and grumpy.

Heading outside, Chuuya was caught off guard by an unexpected

ambush. Ami and several other ladies, likely friends and acquaintances from

their wedding, surrounded him, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and