Chapter 11
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Everything was as usual in the ward: table, 10 beds, bright lamp.
Borya grandly nodded to Kyon, who nodded in response. They understood each other without words. Unlike Mike, who was out of the matter again, but he had no time to worry about it: he felt like shit again and went to bed. In a couple of hours there would be brought a dinner, and immediately after eating they will be escorted out of this sanatorium back to the mines, so it was reasonable not to waste time in vain and had a good rest.
When raging Martha slightly calmed down and were good enough to change the temper to mercy, Bob told her briefly about the incident. And that Kyon would spend in the ward as long as it takes to deliver Martin's stuff.
After that Bob went back to work.
Kyon closed his eyes wearily. A grey area appeared again. A small lump of azure was located 10 metres away. It summoned, but Kyon was not in hurry to approach it. Empirically, he had already found out that it whenever he touches touch the sphere, the dream began and the formation would «demagnetized» after that. He could not allow it right away. His hands were itching to launch a Synergy to upgrade the body, but there was a danger that Martin could impose some kind of special tracking formation. Eventually, he was just laying in this space, waiting for dinner.
There came evening. The cook brought a meager ration, and after it came Mob to pick up the «workers». He brought along some sugar-coated bunwhich was intended, apparently, to Kyon, in order to appease severe Martha with such generosity.
«Ah, it's you ...» - the doctor coldly greeted him.
It seemed that her tone could froze water. Mob, shivered, hastened to Kyon and put the gift under his nose gift, mumblin on one exhalation:
«I'm sorry about that time.»
No remorse in his eyes or in his voice, only a gaze of waiting in the direction of the woman who was watching all this farce.
«Accepted.» - in the same tone replied Kyon.
He had no desire to indulge the cruel supervisor, but the guy decided that, nevertheless, it was not a time to acquire enemies in this world, and, therefore, after some hesitation, he took the bun and even bit off a decent chunk, showing the thumb as an approval.
Mob was about to kick the arrogant sniveler, but when he saw that Kyon had played along, he calmed down and turned to the doctor. The plan worked – Martha's face no longer had the usual icy expression that appeared every time Mob was there. The mood of the supervisor had immediately skyrocketed.
«I've come to take the patients.» - said Mob quietly.
«Hmm, okay.» - she turned away. Her face softened. {He came for patients to apologise to Kyon in front of me... What a persistent fool.}
Borya and Mike said goodbye to Kyon, not stopping to wonder at the crazy guy: he was nasty with Mob and even had not been beaten. The bald man also added that he would find him later in the common room and pay the debt.
Mob and two workers left the hospital. Looking after them, Kyon admiringly noticed how skillfully Mob manages to completely ignore the angry looks of the men that he bate himself «for the sake of the lady of his heart».
Finally, Martha and Kyon stayed in the ward together. {The time has come.}
Kyon had no plans for Martha as a woman, but she was an important part of his plan.…
Fortunately, there were no new patients yet, although if there were, Kyon would still have turned around to be alone with the woman.
A quick glance in the direction of the doctor, eyes to eyes and there appeared a gentle blush on the Martha's cheeks. Feeling angry at herself – what an embarrassment, he was only a boy! - the woman shook her head and went to Kyon for «debriefing»:
«You don't want to tell me anything?»
«How do you like my caricature?» - the young man smiled completely ignoring the serious tone of the doctor.
«You paint very well,» - had to admit Martha. She put her hands on her sides and hissed indignantly: «But what's the audacity? How dare you paint me something like that!?»
How much now depends on the reaction of Kyon to this question, but he did not seem to notice the seriousness of the situation, . There were jokes in his eyes and his voice was full of carefree fun:
«Tell me, how do you feel when imagine that you kuss my neck?» - purred the boy.
«I ... you are asshole! You are so small but already have such vulgar thoughts! And what if someone else had seen it!?» - the poor woman's voice was hoarse as she imagined the consequences of such an embarrassment.
«Well, most likely, the male part of those who «saw» would find there pants too tight – it was impossible to remain indifferent at the sight of this. And your modestly and indignant face I would remember for a long time! Haha.» - Kyon laughed funny and good-naturedly trying not to offend the embarrassed woman completely.
Martha, shocked, opened and closed her mouth in shock: what an impossible young man! Such vulgarities from the mouth of a fourteen-year-old gut, even in jest, it was incomprehensible!
«Nonsense! Now I understand why had you been locked up in a mine! Surely you deserve it!» - she snorted sarcastically.
Kyon did not respond to this attack, only expression of deep resentment appeared on his face and his eyes gleamed suspiciously.
There was an awkward pause. Martha already regretted her outburst.
«Well, I have overreacted, forgive me!» - the woman sighed sorrowfully. What they came to! He draws her all sorts of nasty and vulgarity, and she, eventually, also apologizes to him!
Ken sobbed:
«Do you think an apology can be earned so easily?» - said the guy, making a confident step towards Martha.
«Stop it! You're exaggerating! I didn't mean to hurt you way...» - the woman was backing away until she rested her back against the wall – there was nowhere to retreat.
Kyon defiantly brushed away the stingy man's tear and pathetically exclaimed, embracing the bewildered lady:
«Of course, you didn't, so now I'll forgive you.»
Martha was totally confused – she even could not imagine what could be the next trick if the boy. Because of shock she didn't even find the strength to resist the daring invasion into her private space. And they were standing this manner: she was stupefied and not knowing where to put her eyes from embarrassment, and he had a smug smile buried in her orchid-smelling hair and feeling through the white robe a pleasant softness of her chest.
Not allowing the woman finally come to her senses to repel the insolent guy, Kyon soon released her and asked, as if nothing had happened:
«Does Mob know you're in a relationship with Byron?».
It was a distractive manoeuvre was a success for Martha forgot to think about the recent hug and before he could come up with a decent excuse, she murmured:
«H-how have you got to know about it?»
«Your hair smells man's care.» - Kyon delivered the first came to mind romantic delusions.
The woman shook her head.:
«N-no, it's impossible! You can't understand it by the smell!... Care? It doesn't smell! Are you kidding?!»
Kyon quickly interrupted her, not allowing the Martha to recover to become angry:
«As you can see, not I am not only good at drawing... What does Mob who likes you so much think about it in case he gets to know about it?»
«Nothing!» - She snapped. «I don't want to see him, and he is not interested to me!»
«And what about his feelings? What would people say (especially those who regularly get into your hospital, dure to the efforts of a loving supervisor), if they knew that you allowed him to go to you all this time, instead of saying that he had no chance?» - Kyon cornered her like a cowardly rabbit, forcing her to make excuses.
Martha looked down guiltily.:
«I don't know... I didn't think about that...» - She really didn't let Mob finally understand that he had «no chance», so he always entertained the hope, pay attention, and sometimes gifted something. She was pleased to know that someone was «chasing» her.
«Don't you think if Mob finds out about this, Byron will be in trouble?» - said Kyon insinuating, bringing her to the point for which he began the whole conversation.
«Yes, but how will he know? You're not gonna tell him?…»
Tense silence, eye to eye.
«Decidedly not. I'm a kind man, just introduce me to Byron, I want to get to know closer someone who could win you over.» - Kyon smiled, patting the woman's shoulder reassuringly.
«Well, I'll introduce you to each other...» - embarrassed smile, a quiet sigh.
«Thanks! You're a good man, I noticed it at once.»
Martha remembered recent events, which for some reason faded into the background and blushed slightly.
«Um... so, wait, why did you hug me? Ah... How rude you are! You shouldn't hug people so suddenly!»
«Oh, nevermind, I'm sure we both enjoyed it.» - Kyon winked playfully and went back to bed with his hands behind his head.
«You...» - Martha no longer had the strength or desire to argue with such an ill-mannered, unscrupulous man. She angrily went to her office, later thinking about Kyon's absurd behavior and the situation with Mob and Byron.
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Everything was as usual in the ward: table, 10 beds, bright lamp.
Borya grandly nodded to Kyon, who nodded in response. They understood each other without words. Unlike Mike, who was out of the matter again, but he had no time to worry about it: he felt like shit again and went to bed. In a couple of hours there would be brought a dinner, and immediately after eating they will be escorted out of this sanatorium back to the mines, so it was reasonable not to waste time in vain and had a good rest.
When raging Martha slightly calmed down and were good enough to change the temper to mercy, Bob told her briefly about the incident. And that Kyon would spend in the ward as long as it takes to deliver Martin's stuff.
After that Bob went back to work.
Kyon closed his eyes wearily. A grey area appeared again. A small lump of azure was located 10 metres away. It summoned, but Kyon was not in hurry to approach it. Empirically, he had already found out that it whenever he touches touch the sphere, the dream began and the formation would «demagnetized» after that. He could not allow it right away. His hands were itching to launch a Synergy to upgrade the body, but there was a danger that Martin could impose some kind of special tracking formation. Eventually, he was just laying in this space, waiting for dinner.
There came evening. The cook brought a meager ration, and after it came Mob to pick up the «workers». He brought along some sugar-coated bunwhich was intended, apparently, to Kyon, in order to appease severe Martha with such generosity.
«Ah, it's you ...» - the doctor coldly greeted him.
It seemed that her tone could froze water. Mob, shivered, hastened to Kyon and put the gift under his nose gift, mumblin on one exhalation:
«I'm sorry about that time.»
No remorse in his eyes or in his voice, only a gaze of waiting in the direction of the woman who was watching all this farce.
«Accepted.» - in the same tone replied Kyon.
He had no desire to indulge the cruel supervisor, but the guy decided that, nevertheless, it was not a time to acquire enemies in this world, and, therefore, after some hesitation, he took the bun and even bit off a decent chunk, showing the thumb as an approval.
Mob was about to kick the arrogant sniveler, but when he saw that Kyon had played along, he calmed down and turned to the doctor. The plan worked – Martha's face no longer had the usual icy expression that appeared every time Mob was there. The mood of the supervisor had immediately skyrocketed.
«I've come to take the patients.» - said Mob quietly.
«Hmm, okay.» - she turned away. Her face softened. {He came for patients to apologise to Kyon in front of me... What a persistent fool.}
Borya and Mike said goodbye to Kyon, not stopping to wonder at the crazy guy: he was nasty with Mob and even had not been beaten. The bald man also added that he would find him later in the common room and pay the debt.
Mob and two workers left the hospital. Looking after them, Kyon admiringly noticed how skillfully Mob manages to completely ignore the angry looks of the men that he bate himself «for the sake of the lady of his heart».
Finally, Martha and Kyon stayed in the ward together. {The time has come.}
Kyon had no plans for Martha as a woman, but she was an important part of his plan.…
Fortunately, there were no new patients yet, although if there were, Kyon would still have turned around to be alone with the woman.
A quick glance in the direction of the doctor, eyes to eyes and there appeared a gentle blush on the Martha's cheeks. Feeling angry at herself – what an embarrassment, he was only a boy! - the woman shook her head and went to Kyon for «debriefing»:
«You don't want to tell me anything?»
«How do you like my caricature?» - the young man smiled completely ignoring the serious tone of the doctor.
«You paint very well,» - had to admit Martha. She put her hands on her sides and hissed indignantly: «But what's the audacity? How dare you paint me something like that!?»
How much now depends on the reaction of Kyon to this question, but he did not seem to notice the seriousness of the situation, . There were jokes in his eyes and his voice was full of carefree fun:
«Tell me, how do you feel when imagine that you kuss my neck?» - purred the boy.
«I ... you are asshole! You are so small but already have such vulgar thoughts! And what if someone else had seen it!?» - the poor woman's voice was hoarse as she imagined the consequences of such an embarrassment.
«Well, most likely, the male part of those who «saw» would find there pants too tight – it was impossible to remain indifferent at the sight of this. And your modestly and indignant face I would remember for a long time! Haha.» - Kyon laughed funny and good-naturedly trying not to offend the embarrassed woman completely.
Martha, shocked, opened and closed her mouth in shock: what an impossible young man! Such vulgarities from the mouth of a fourteen-year-old gut, even in jest, it was incomprehensible!
«Nonsense! Now I understand why had you been locked up in a mine! Surely you deserve it!» - she snorted sarcastically.
Kyon did not respond to this attack, only expression of deep resentment appeared on his face and his eyes gleamed suspiciously.
There was an awkward pause. Martha already regretted her outburst.
«Well, I have overreacted, forgive me!» - the woman sighed sorrowfully. What they came to! He draws her all sorts of nasty and vulgarity, and she, eventually, also apologizes to him!
Ken sobbed:
«Do you think an apology can be earned so easily?» - said the guy, making a confident step towards Martha.
«Stop it! You're exaggerating! I didn't mean to hurt you way...» - the woman was backing away until she rested her back against the wall – there was nowhere to retreat.
Kyon defiantly brushed away the stingy man's tear and pathetically exclaimed, embracing the bewildered lady:
«Of course, you didn't, so now I'll forgive you.»
Martha was totally confused – she even could not imagine what could be the next trick if the boy. Because of shock she didn't even find the strength to resist the daring invasion into her private space. And they were standing this manner: she was stupefied and not knowing where to put her eyes from embarrassment, and he had a smug smile buried in her orchid-smelling hair and feeling through the white robe a pleasant softness of her chest.
Not allowing the woman finally come to her senses to repel the insolent guy, Kyon soon released her and asked, as if nothing had happened:
«Does Mob know you're in a relationship with Byron?».
It was a distractive manoeuvre was a success for Martha forgot to think about the recent hug and before he could come up with a decent excuse, she murmured:
«H-how have you got to know about it?»
«Your hair smells man's care.» - Kyon delivered the first came to mind romantic delusions.
The woman shook her head.:
«N-no, it's impossible! You can't understand it by the smell!... Care? It doesn't smell! Are you kidding?!»
Kyon quickly interrupted her, not allowing the Martha to recover to become angry:
«As you can see, not I am not only good at drawing... What does Mob who likes you so much think about it in case he gets to know about it?»
«Nothing!» - She snapped. «I don't want to see him, and he is not interested to me!»
«And what about his feelings? What would people say (especially those who regularly get into your hospital, dure to the efforts of a loving supervisor), if they knew that you allowed him to go to you all this time, instead of saying that he had no chance?» - Kyon cornered her like a cowardly rabbit, forcing her to make excuses.
Martha looked down guiltily.:
«I don't know... I didn't think about that...» - She really didn't let Mob finally understand that he had «no chance», so he always entertained the hope, pay attention, and sometimes gifted something. She was pleased to know that someone was «chasing» her.
«Don't you think if Mob finds out about this, Byron will be in trouble?» - said Kyon insinuating, bringing her to the point for which he began the whole conversation.
«Yes, but how will he know? You're not gonna tell him?…»
Tense silence, eye to eye.
«Decidedly not. I'm a kind man, just introduce me to Byron, I want to get to know closer someone who could win you over.» - Kyon smiled, patting the woman's shoulder reassuringly.
«Well, I'll introduce you to each other...» - embarrassed smile, a quiet sigh.
«Thanks! You're a good man, I noticed it at once.»
Martha remembered recent events, which for some reason faded into the background and blushed slightly.
«Um... so, wait, why did you hug me? Ah... How rude you are! You shouldn't hug people so suddenly!»
«Oh, nevermind, I'm sure we both enjoyed it.» - Kyon winked playfully and went back to bed with his hands behind his head.
«You...» - Martha no longer had the strength or desire to argue with such an ill-mannered, unscrupulous man. She angrily went to her office, later thinking about Kyon's absurd behavior and the situation with Mob and Byron.
Everything was as usual in the ward: table, 10 beds, bright lamp.Borya grandly nodded to Kyon, who nodded in response. They understood each other without words. Unlike Mike, who was out of the matter again, but he had no time to worry about it: he felt like shit again and went to bed. In a couple of hours there would be brought a dinner, and immediately after eating they will be escorted out of this sanatorium back to the mines, so it was reasonable not to waste time in vain and had a good rest.When raging Martha slightly calmed down and were good enough to change the temper to mercy, Bob told her briefly about the incident. And that Kyon would spend in the ward as long as it takes to deliver Martin's stuff.After that Bob went back to work.Kyon closed his eyes wearily. A grey area appeared again. A small lump of azure was located 10 metres away. It summoned, but Kyon was not in hurry to approach it. Empirically, he had already found out that it whenever he touches touch the sphere, the dream began and the formation would demagnetized after that. He could not allow it right away. His hands were itching to launch a Synergy to upgrade the body, but there was a danger that Martin could impose some kind of special tracking formation. Eventually, he was just laying in this space, waiting for dinner.There came evening. The cook brought a meager ration, and after it came Mob to pick up the workers. He brought along some sugar-coated bunwhich was intended, apparently, to Kyon, in order to appease severe Martha with such generosity.Ah, it's you ... - the doctor coldly greeted him.It seemed that her tone could froze water. Mob, shivered, hastened to Kyon and put the gift under his nose gift, mumblin on one exhalation:I'm sorry about that time.No remorse in his eyes or in his voice, only a gaze of waiting in the direction of the woman who was watching all this farce.Accepted. - in the same tone replied Kyon.He had no desire to indulge the cruel supervisor, but the guy decided that, nevertheless, it was not a time to acquire enemies in this world, and, therefore, after some hesitation, he took the bun and even bit off a decent chunk, showing the thumb as an approval.Mob was about to kick the arrogant sniveler, but when he saw that Kyon had played along, he calmed down and turned to the doctor. The plan worked Martha's face no longer had the usual icy expression that appeared every time Mob was there. The mood of the supervisor had immediately skyrocketed.I've come to take the patients. - said Mob quietly.Hmm, okay. - she turned away. Her face softened. {He came for patients to apologise to Kyon in front of me... What a persistent fool.}Borya and Mike said goodbye to Kyon, not stopping to wonder at the crazy guy: he was nasty with Mob and even had not been beaten. The bald man also added that he would find him later in the common room and pay the debt.Mob and two workers left the hospital. Looking after them, Kyon admiringly noticed how skillfully Mob manages to completely ignore the angry looks of the men that he bate himself for the sake of the lady of his heart.Finally, Martha and Kyon stayed in the ward together. {The time has come.}Kyon had no plans for Martha as a woman, but she was an important part of his plan.Fortunately, there were no new patients yet, although if there were, Kyon would still have turned around to be alone with the woman.A quick glance in the direction of the doctor, eyes to eyes and there appeared a gentle blush on the Martha's cheeks. Feeling angry at herself what an embarrassment, he was only a boy! - the woman shook her head and went to Kyon for debriefing:You don't want to tell me anything?How do you like my caricature? - the young man smiled completely ignoring the serious tone of the doctor.You paint very well, - had to admit Martha. She put her hands on her sides and hissed indignantly: But what's the audacity? How dare you paint me something like that!?How much now depends on the reaction of Kyon to this question, but he did not seem to notice the seriousness of the situation, . There were jokes in his eyes and his voice was full of carefree fun:Tell me, how do you feel when imagine that you kuss my neck? - purred the boy.I ... you are asshole! You are so small but already have such vulgar thoughts! And what if someone else had seen it!? - the poor woman's voice was hoarse as she imagined the consequences of such an embarrassment.Well, most likely, the male part of those who saw would find there pants too tight it was impossible to remain indifferent at the sight of this. And your modestly and indignant face I would remember for a long time! Haha. - Kyon laughed funny and good-naturedly trying not to offend the embarrassed woman completely.Martha, shocked, opened and closed her mouth in shock: what an impossible young man! Such vulgarities from the mouth of a fourteen-year-old gut, even in jest, it was incomprehensible!Nonsense! Now I understand why had you been locked up in a mine! Surely you deserve it! - she snorted sarcastically.Kyon did not respond to this attack, only expression of deep resentment appeared on his face and his eyes gleamed suspiciously.There was an awkward pause. Martha already regretted her outburst.Well, I have overreacted, forgive me! - the woman sighed sorrowfully. What they came to! He draws her all sorts of nasty and vulgarity, and she, eventually, also apologizes to him!Ken sobbed:Do you think an apology can be earned so easily? - said the guy, making a confident step towards Martha.Stop it! You're exaggerating! I didn't mean to hurt you way... - the woman was backing away until she rested her back against the wall there was nowhere to retreat.Kyon defiantly brushed away the stingy man's tear and pathetically exclaimed, embracing the bewildered lady:Of course, you didn't, so now I'll forgive you.Martha was totally confused she even could not imagine what could be the next trick if the boy. Because of shock she didn't even find the strength to resist the daring invasion into her private space. And they were standing this manner: she was stupefied and not knowing where to put her eyes from embarrassment, and he had a smug smile buried in her orchid-smelling hair and feeling through the white robe a pleasant softness of her chest.Not allowing the woman finally come to her senses to repel the insolent guy, Kyon soon released her and asked, as if nothing had happened:Does Mob know you're in a relationship with Byron?.It was a distractive manoeuvre was a success for Martha forgot to think about the recent hug and before he could come up with a decent excuse, she murmured:H-how have you got to know about it?Your hair smells man's care. - Kyon delivered the first came to mind romantic delusions.The woman shook her head.:N-no, it's impossible! You can't understand it by the smell!... Care? It doesn't smell! Are you kidding?!Kyon quickly interrupted her, not allowing the Martha to recover to become angry:As you can see, not I am not only good at drawing... What does Mob who likes you so much think about it in case he gets to know about it?Nothing! - She snapped. I don't want to see him, and he is not interested to me!And what about his feelings? What would people say especially those who regularly get into your hospital, dure to the efforts of a loving supervisor, if they knew that you allowed him to go to you all this time, instead of saying that he had no chance? - Kyon cornered her like a cowardly rabbit, forcing her to make excuses.Martha looked down guiltily.:I don't know... I didn't think about that... - She really didn't let Mob finally understand that he had no chance, so he always entertained the hope, pay attention, and sometimes gifted something. She was pleased to know that someone was chasing her.Don't you think if Mob finds out about this, Byron will be in trouble? - said Kyon insinuating, bringing her to the point for which he began the whole conversation.Yes, but how will he know? You're not gonna tell him?Tense silence, eye to eye.Decidedly not. I'm a kind man, just introduce me to Byron, I want to get to know closer someone who could win you over. - Kyon smiled, patting the woman's shoulder reassuringly.Well, I'll introduce you to each other... - embarrassed smile, a quiet sigh.Thanks! You're a good man, I noticed it at once.Martha remembered recent events, which for some reason faded into the background and blushed slightly.Um... so, wait, why did you hug me? Ah... How rude you are! You shouldn't hug people so suddenly!Oh, nevermind, I'm sure we both enjoyed it. - Kyon winked playfully and went back to bed with his hands behind his head.You... - Martha no longer had the strength or desire to argue with such an ill-mannered, unscrupulous man. She angrily went to her office, later thinking about Kyon's absurd behavior and the situation with Mob and Byron.
