SYSTEM:TWISTED LOVE INTEREST CANNON FODDER.

ARC SEVEN:CH-7.4

"Yo. Aren't you popular these days?" Lytch sat down beside him teasing him as usual. "Don't tell me your spring is finally here."

Spring? Ivar snorted on the inside. His spring has long begun already, with a devastatingly handsome man. Thinking of his husky voice calling his name over and over again Ivar couldn't help but display a lovelorn expression. His cheeks were tainted with a light blush, his eyes rippling with softness as he thought of his man.

But what others saw was an angel's face radiating with a blinding halo. His plump red lips smiling revealing a dazzling face that could enchant them.

Ivar woke up from his trance when he felt a finger poke his cheek. He glanced at Lytch, the owner of the culprit.
"Please stop doing that. Don't poke my cheek."

With a mischevious smile, "Why? You little kid..." He kept poking and poking before eventually stopping. Sorrel have been very responsive towards him these days so perhaps they could be said to be a bit closer now.
He could feel the envious stares falling on him. All these students at the cafeteria probably wanted this kind of relationship with Sorrel for maybe years. With what he did now he has dispelled the rumour of sorrel being cold as usual. Now that they have seen it there were going to be a lot of people approaching Sorrel to befriend him.

Afterall bees and butterflies flock around the most beautiful flowers around them. Being attracted to beautiful things wasn't a sin.

When Ivar was done eating he left the cafeteria. The mission bars were half way green. Specially the first and the thrid mission bar. The fourth and the second still required some work.
"A month is too long." He thought to himself. He was going to rush up the mission board, filling it up as soon as possible.

"Brother Ansel, if I win the tournament you must promise to bring me to the most expensive restuarant and buy me delicious food." A charming voice spoke, the excitement in his voice obvious to the ears.

Ansel pat the boy before him on his head. The action was done lovingly. "All you think about is food each and everyday. You like eating a lot don't you."

The beautiful boy standing near him looked up at the taller person. His eyes were rippling with a lovely smile as he hummed happily.
"Yes. I do love food. So you must promise me."

With a slight chuckle. "Okay. I promise."

Tsk. Ivar clicked his tongue in silence. The two couple were being so affectionate in the open. Even those few students present couldn't help but giggle at their sweetness. Better leave before being noticed. He thought to himself.
Well too bad.

"Sorrel." The voice of that person called him.

Being called out aloud like that there was no way he was going to ignore them now. Ivar heaved a sigh in silence as he turned around. Great. Now Ansel and Aouli were walking towards himself. He could only play along as he walked towards them at the same time.

"Its been a while sorrel." Ansel carefully observed the boy. He noticed that he has grown taller. His physique looked healthier than the last time he saw him. His dull red eyes were now brimming with a bit of expressive emotions visible to others.

"Brother Ansel. Its been a while." Replied Ivar in a soft voice. This male lead standing before him was one of the three people who actually cared for the orginal sorrel. Although Ansel did send him away for two years this guy never forgot to check on sorrel atleast once  every month. In the original world even after he began dating Aouli he still kept his eyes on Sorrel's well being. However noticing that his presence wasn't helping the boy get over him he put some distance between them, giving sorrel enough time to heal. That continued until Sorrel left the academy for somewhere else. When the boy left he didn't ask him why or where he was leaving to, instead he would still check on his whereabouts and his well being whenever he could. Ansel was a responsible man in short. He was a decent man. From all the sons of fate Ivar have ever met this couple standing before them were much better than the ones he had seen so far.