Chapter 193: Welcome Back
> "Kyle, where are you? I came to your room since Roby and Dan were pestering me to have lunch together all of us since it’s our day off today, but your room was locked. I tried to call you several times but every time it was disconnected saying you were out of network coverage. Where did you suddenly go on your own? Is everything okay with you?"
Quietly rolling his gaze at Stephan’s text on his phone, Kylian exhaled a deep sigh while turning his phone off. With a frown curved between his brow ridge, he held a contemplated gaze towards the murky sky while sitting at the doorstep of that thatched hut. Fiddling his fingertips, he continued worrying on his own.
’I bet Stephan must’ve been skeptical of me by now, especially if he realizes Zenith was also outside the campus today. I didn’t expect that we would have to stay the night here...but...it would be quite dangerous for both of us to trail down the mountain path. But...how would I deal with Stephan’s questions the next time we meet?
’Should I reply with an answer...but if I do that, he might insist on calling...and I can’t let him know about my location. If they happen to discover that I am together with Zenith now, they might get a massive heart attack. Damn... it’s so troublesome...’
Tossing the frown aside, while Kylian was massaging the frown on his forehead with his fingertips, suddenly he heard the sound of clouds rumbling, even though the sky was still quite clear.
His ocean eyes were filled with concern when he deliberately took a proper look at the sky and saw traces of a few black clouds, which hinted that it might start to rain anytime soon since Westport city always had a bad reputation for bizarre rain showers that would take place at any time or any moment.
"Damn...is it about to start raining now? But...where is Zenith? It had been already a few hours since he disappeared into that forest after throwing his tantrum. Shouldn’t he have come back already?"
Mumbling on his own with sincere concern in his low voice, Kylian glanced at those ripened persimmon and peaches that he had selectively picked from the huge garden widespread around the shrine, of course after taking permission from the middle-aged monk.
Being aware of the food habits of the spiritual monks, Kylian knew there wouldn’t be any possibility of getting a meal inside the shrine, since the monks do not touch any food past the sunset.