Before Gabriel left, he gave a stern warning to Vyrion to accompany Corale when she went out, including taking her to the location of the University she had determined to be.
Vyrion refused quickly, he was neither a tour guide nor a bodyguard, moreover, he despise being surrounded by strangers, humans. He suggested Vega who did the task use the reason why she brought Corale here.
Unfortunately, Gabriel left no other choice, he reiterated that if his orders were not obeyed then he would bring 'someone else' to the castle to stay.
The threat made Vyrion furious, he wanted to teach Gabriel a lesson if Vega didn't stop him by holding his arm. Helpless by a lowly human like Gabriel, he went to his room with his fists clenched by his side holding back his anger.
'That human!'
Vyrion looked out of his bedroom window, watching Gabriel who was in the front yard of his castle getting into the car. His eyes narrowed in displeasure with a wide smirk on the corners of Gabriel's lips that seemed to show satisfaction.
Satisfaction managed to rule his life ...
"That human ..." Vyrion muttered under his breath.
Since Vega isn't here ...
Vyrion raised his hand in front of his chest, "You don't deserve to give me orders, human," he muttered, after which a red light appeared over his palm.
"Vyrion ...!"
Vyrion heard his name being called loudly by Vega which he was well aware of as a stop request, but his eyes were completely covered with anger, he pointed his hand which was bathed in red light at Gabriel's car, "Eat this."
The 'punishment' he sent disappeared inches from the hood of Gabriel's car.
Vyrion suddenly turned his head towards the 'perpetrator' who had blocked his 'punishment' to Gabriel, "You always ruin the mood."
Vega put her hands on her hips, offended by the sarcastic comment he received, "Oh~! I did what I had to do!"
Giving in to his will, Vyrion plopped down on the chair with his face turned away from Vega, "What do you want?" He knew there must be a reason why she followed him.
"I know you pushed Miss Corale roughly," Vega started her complaint.
Vyrion didn't respond. It's not like he wants to do it, he did that accidentally because of the 'electric effect' on his body when touching Corale, nothing more, "Anything else?" he refuses to talk about his potential new friend.
Enough talk about Corale.
"Of course not~!" Vega refused orders as usual so as not to surprise Vyrion anymore, it became a bad habit, "since you are being rude, accompanying Miss Corale to University is a brilliant way of making up, Lord Vyrion."
"You are insane," Vyrion couldn't believe Vega thought so much about the idea of him and Corale being a good friends. He himself did not understand why she worked so hard when from the previous owners, she had never interfered, "I and her don't fight. End conversation." He didn't want to waste any more time talking about the woman who had just entered his life.
"Keep your promise, Lord Vyrion!" Vega says frustrated that it's getting harder and harder to talk to him.
"Promise ..." Vyrion's cold irises focused on a wooden frame on the desk where he 'worked', a photo of a young woman holding a vase of pink roses that had the same color as soft baby pink hair flowing down to her slender waist.
Vega followed Vyrion's gaze, then gave a small smile, "You miss her? I'm sure she feels the same way, Lord Vyrion."
Miss her?
Vyrion didn't feel anything like Vega claimed, even the sweet smile of the woman in the photo didn't make his heart move at all. Despite that, she told him that was the biggest reason he got to this point, "Maybe I've changed."
Vega's expression turned gloomy at Vyrion's whisper, "You don't remember anymore? Do you want me to take out the notes again?" She thought this 'memory loss' was over after the last few months he was no longer complaining, in fact not yet.
They returned to zero again, and again, and again as if remembering a sweet memory was a curse.
That woman, her good friend is cursed.
Vega shook her head, this trial make her think crazy. Her good friend will be never cursed, in fact, her good friend brings the best Vyrion to them, even though it seems like her good friend took the real him with her ... "Hold on a sec," she says before the sadness took over her heart.
Before Vega raised her hand to bring up a note, Vyrion declined softly, "There's nothing you can do."
"You made me swear I would if you lose yourself again, Lord Vyrion," Vega argues softly too.
Vyrion didn't remember ever doing it, but he ignored what he was feeling by saying something else that was bugging his heart, "Maybe the feeling has gone."
Vega gasped in shock, "Impossible. Impossible. Impossible ..." She muttered disappointedly like a spell, refusing to accept his statement.
Vyrion turned his body to face Vega to show that his confession is serious, "Over the years, a person's feelings can change, including me."
"Lord Vyrion, you don't know what you're saying," Vega clenched her fists in frustration, "remember your promise to her. Remember. Please?"
Vyrion took a deep breath. He didn't want to recall memories that were meaningless to him, but his brain refused to obey his will no matter how hard he tried.
The promise ...
*****
Flashback
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Vyrion opened the large white door slowly, to which the silence of the room greeted him, "Hm?"
Unusually she wasn't at the door to welcome him home.
Vyrion sensed her presence in the house, she had not slept. She is in the backyard. He raised his finger, teleporting to where she was.
She standing with her back to him busy tracing the roses that were thriving there using her slender fingers.
Vyrion was satisfied to see she seemed to enjoy the flowers he planted so that she wouldn't be lonely while he was away. He intended to watch her silently, but the night sky above his head reminded him of something ... "Stay up too late not good for you." He advised in the tenderest tone possible.