The Gamer and his awkward boy (English Translation)

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Co-translator : babibubego

11. Rainstorms in Our Mind
“Oh my God, P’Thee, take it easy! Soh’s skin will fall out with the towel!”

“Compered In Call of Duty, Captain Price doesn’t know how many millions of wounds can run, this is nothing.” A young man looks up at a little boy who is open mouthed with big eyes, still wrapped his shoulders as he helps wipe his arm like a rock.

“But Soh is sick. Soh forgot that P’Thee was not a doctor.”

“Why would you say that I’m doing something bad because I’m not study a doctor? Is this even career?” He is looking something, squeezing the jaw of the sick person who is sitting on the bed until the cheek deflated to the pressure.

“P’Thee is a murderer.”

“Oh I have a plan to kill people around while sleeping.” Thee raised his eyebrows before turning to dampen the towel and water, wring it up and hand over to the younger brother. “I’m going to wipe the inside of you.”

“I can do it myself.”

“Don’t even dream about it!” The young man started to insert his wet towel through the collar, while Soh put on a scared face as Thee started washing his chest. “Don't worry, your chest is flat, so it won't bother me.”

“Yes, if P'Thee likes a man it will be a problem. Luckily Soh was the one who fell victim to P'Thee to test it.” He narrowed his eyes to the younger boy who teased him to become more daring every day.

Thee sat and watched the sick man tremble after wiping himself for a while. He’s think it’s important to send the child to bed as soon as possible, otherwise it will getting worse.

“Soh wants going to go to under blanket.”

“Wipe it quickly and change the clothes. I’ll turn off the lights, so you can sleep.” The young man walks to open wardrobe before discovering the artistic creation of his younger brother’s clothes which chases the tone neatly. It’s harder than the maid who takes care of his room.

“Is P'Thee not bored staying with Soh like this?”

“No.” He answered briefly, sliding his clothes to the pajamas hanging on the far left. “If there’s a lot to talk, I won’t get bored. Why do you asking?”

“Soh is worried. P’Thee has to stick here with Soh, instead playing game and editing the clip for the audiences.”

“I’m going back and playing.” He picked out the plain pajamas and handed it over, which Nong De took with bowed as thank you. “If you can’t take a rest today, you have to stay for another for rest.”

“I can’t rest. Because I have quiz tomorrow.”

“Oh, so why don't you read the book for the quiz tomorrow?”

“It’s all in my phone. I’ll take a nap and get up then I'll ask Arm to send the material via LINE.” With the phone still in the process of being transported back to Bangkok, so he found little a small obstacle.

“I’m going to sit down and read in front the computer, asks Arm to send the material to my phone. You can read it with my phone, so you don’t have go anywhere.” Thee handed his phone to Soh, but Soh shook his head.

“No, that’s your personal stuff.”

“Oh just look at the picture that Arm send through my LINE, or you want to pay it for fifty thousand?”

“Ohhh so expensive..”

“This is a celebrity's phone. I'm giving a price for a friend. For other people I will give ten million.” Thee make a brushing hand to rush Soh put on clothes. So he went into blanket and Thee saw that Soh want to complain, just open his mouth and tell him to turn his back, right?