Chapter 32 - A Date?

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"It's a good day to be alive!" Jyorta hummed a rather unlyrical tone, pacing about the house from dawn.

Ravis Macht was just getting ready to depart, having seen Jyorta moving about the house all along, practically accomplishing nothing while his head seemed to be embedded deep into the clouds. Confused, he whispered to Heima, "What happened to Jyorta today? Is his Wisdom Parasite already acting up?"

"It's his hormones that are acting up." Heima muttered, "Leave him be. It's a good situation for him actually, since he'll be thrust into gritty situations in the future. Something to make him behave silly like this is his good fortune."

"Like sister, like brother, huh." Ravis laughed, vanishing from the spot as Heima's outstretched hand now remained in the place where his neck was supposed to be, remaining in a position as if she was placing someone in a chokehold.

Heima glared at Ravis, "Why don't we meet up in the Wild Zone for a couple of minutes?"

Ravis vanished from the place, calmly strutting out of his bedroom after a couple of minutes, acting like their previous conversation hadn't happened. He then nonchalantly looked at Heima, asking, "I'm hungry. Is breakfast ready?"

"…" Heima groaned a bit, 'He's such a goofball when he's not in a battle.'

She then replied after a sigh, "Give me a minute."

"Alright," Ravis nodded with a smile, mentally relieved to see that Heima didn't wish to smack his face into the ground anymore. He then thought of something, shouting at Jyorta, "Come here! As your senior, I'll give you some life experiences."

Right as he said so, he watched Jyorta casually occupying a chair at the dining table, looking at him with rapt attention. Laughing, he said, "So, this girl, how much do you like her?"

"Lots," Jyorta said without batting an eye, suddenly looking at the table as his cheeks blushed.

'I never knew a boy was capable of being this bashful. Whoever this girl is, she lucked out to have someone fall for her this hard.' Ravis thought, asking, "And, how much does she like you?"

"Can't say for sure, but she likes me too." Jyorta said, returning to his usual self as he smiled wryly, "But, it seems she doesn't want to think about anything until her family problems are solved."

"Then, you have to pay heed to her emotional state at times. Don't force it on her." Ravis said, "Don't take up her problems onto yourself. Women these days don't like to wholly rely on others. Just act as her support and help her at times. Offer her suggestions, become a partner that she values and confides with."

"I'm doing that," Jyorta nodded in response.

"That's great. It means you are already on the right track. But, you should also do one more thing." Ravis Bone said seriously, "You must make it apparent that you like her. And you must make her realise this fact. Otherwise, everything you do would end up amounting to nothing."

…

Seated in the metro train, Jyorta proceeded towards Sector 11, the place where Haesha's home was located. He didn't know her address yet, for she hadn't disclosed it. All he knew was the café that was located nearby her house.

And, that's where they planned to meet. Jyorta didn't set off too early or late, ensuring to only reach the place ten minutes early. Another reason would be that it would be too awkward to be seated all alone in a café.

Though he wasn't someone that cared about something like that, being a person that could spend an entire day just staring at the clouds, Heima stressed that he only arrive ten minutes early. Moreover, she picked his dress, ensuring that he appeared casual.

Jyorta too wasn't someone that wished to wear anything tacky. So, he simply went with the flow, focusing on being comfortable with what he wore.

3:45 PM, he walked on the road, following the address he had noted down on a piece of paper, arriving before a bustling café. It had clear window panels with moderate decorations. There were many tables within, ensured to be built in semi-closed cubicles to give a sense of privacy.

Moreover, small ornamental plants and bonsai were placed at opportune locations, keeping the place filled with vitality and a sense of ambience. Also, the place wasn't pricy, judging by the number of people that frequented it.

Jyorta had just peeked inside through the window when he noticed the reflection of a certain someone walking from the opposite side, turning around to see Haesha far away. He waved at her, watching her wave in return as her actions brought a smile automatically to his face.

Haesha had a light chirp to her pacing as she had dressed up for the occasion, wearing a plain blue frock that accentuated her appearance. Upon seeing her, Jyorta's heartbeat sped up a little as he spoke, "You're right on time. I had just arrived myself."

"Let's head inside, shall we? The last time I came here was a year ago. I missed their pastries." Haesha said, leading the way as she seemed familiar with the place, pointing at a corner where a table with two seats was placed side by side, positioned right next to the window, allowing for the gentle evening sunlight to cast inside.

As they sat, their shoulders lightly brushed off against one another, causing Jyorta's heart to leap. He stole a glance at her, noticing that she had a similar reaction as him, laughing internally, happy at the occasion.

"Recommend me your choice," Jyorta said, "I haven't been at a café for a long time."

'Actually, the last time I visited one was with mother.' He mentally sighed, not expressing anything that might turn the mood sombre as he watched Haesha telling the waiter of her choices.

Soon, the pastries they ordered arrived as Jyorta said, "Shall we have an eating competition? Let's see who eats the most?"

"They have to be enjoyed, and not be gobbled up like there is no tomorrow." Haesha pouted.

"There is no time limit. So, we can take our time eating." He grinned, whispering, "Besides, I'm craving sweets a lot.. So, until I taste every single item, I'm not leaving."

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