Chapter 7 - An Airhead

Meanwhile, back at the villa, the tall blonde was standing silently at the balcony. He was looking out at the city centre, to where Jennet was.

His face, however, was so sullen as he narrowed his eyes to where he was looking at. He gritted his teeth furiously, sulking on his feet. He was even silently turned his hands into balls of fist by his side.

He looked away, grunting, and stared at the little figure who was standing beside him. "What are they talking about? Why is she so meek when he is around?" He asked, pointing out at the direction of the city.

The little figure was a little boy about the age of five to six years old and was about an adult's waist height. He had a pair of beautiful glassy dark blue eyes, chubby cheeks and short black hair. His face was cute but expressionless. He wore a robe as well but a light green robe.

The little boy looked at him and politely answered, "He was asking her out for lunch." His tone was soft but it was enough to make the blonde turned nuts.

"Lunch?" His voice cracked from the depth of his throat.

"She had just had breakfast. Why does she need to go out having lunch with another man while under my watch?!" He asked furiously. He was so jealous!

The little boy didn't even budge from his spot but he just calmly answered him, again, "Well, breakfast and lunch are two different timing in this world. Human has to stuff themselves to stay energized, unlike us."

"But, I didn't see her eating the day before." Sulky.

"She ate out with her friend." Cold.

Silence.

The blonde man turned away again, staring at the city centre. He shook his head slowly. "I need her to be able to see me as soon as possible."

"Well, it can't be helped. You must be patient, Master. Furthermore, it was your fault for frightening her last night." He said.

He was there all along when his master tried to reward her with 'something nice' but it turned into something scary instead. Everything was a mess!

The man immediately turned his face at the little boy.

His face darkened. "Tell me, Little Veen, how did I frighten her? I was merely showing her the memories of my real appearance but, I do not understand why she was so frightened and kept denying my existence even in her sleep." He said with dissatisfaction all over his face.

The little boy called Veen coughed softly in a polite manner. "Your appearance now is similar to those what humans called a ghost. You have not fully recovered your body yet, so you cannot do anything. Just let her be for now."

The handsome man was startled as he rolled his jade-blue eyes toward the little boy who stood calmly before him. For once, he had the urge to strangle the calm mannered little boy but he couldn't. He could not touch him even if he wanted to.

Why do kids have to be so pure?! He roared angrily in his mind.

Little Veen stared into the angry eyes of his master. "Master, please don't think of hurting me. You won't be able to do it." He said. He sounded so carefree as if he was making fun of his master's helpless situation.

"You just want me to sit idle and do nothing? So what if I am a ghost?"

"You're not in a stable condition yet." Replied Little Veen. "So, you're not powerful enough."

The man grunted as he ran his fingers in his head."How can this be?!" He roared angrily.

Little Veen just looked at him with his cute poker face that didn't show any hint of care.

"You're technically a ghost now. Nothing more. You don't even have a body, to begin with." I thought you realised it from the day we've been tossed here. His eyes said.

The handsome man looked away as he sighed softly. "I miss my beautiful long golden hair." He whined.

Little Veen looked at his master. His master's appearance has changed a bit different than the first night. His short hair had grown longer and had reached his shoulder!

Well, that's good enough. There have been some improvements now in just two nights. The little boy thought.

"This body is too cold!" His master groaned. "I can't even feel the running water anymore." But, I can feel her warm, soft body and that's just amazing!

Oh, that soft body of hers was like those fluffy pillows that he had long for so long.

"Master, can you just hide whatever you think about her when I am around?" Little Veen said in a cold tone. He was listening to all of his dark desire like listening to a radio being broadcasted loudly.

The man ignored the little boy. "Just let it be. You will be a grown up one day so you will learn it as well. Her body was so warm. Very warm!" He said, trying to anger the calm boy.

(Dear readers, please do not follow his example. He's just too irresponsible. He shouldn't say that to an underage. I will punish him later.)

But, Little Veen didn't falter. Instead, he asked with his aloof expression, "Then, should I sleep with her to prove what you said just now is true?"

The man glared at him. "Don't you dare. She's mine!"

He walked towards the pool. He stared at the surface of the water but no reflection appeared in front of him. His heart sank.

He turned around, looking at the little boy, "I can't even see my own handsome face now!" He complained. He was on the brink of tearing up. He was really like a puppy whining for sympathy!

The little boy gazed at him. "Don't worry master. You are still handsome and that I can't deny though you've been reduced into this state." He said, comforting him.

Little Veen coughed softly. "I actually came to deliver news of a few special privileges granted to you." He said, changing the topic of their conversation. He doesn't have enough energy to keep comforting his master who had this kind of mood swing.

"Special privileges granted to me?" The handsome turned around and grunted. His robe fluttered as he moved.

He looked up to the sky. "Why now? Are they planning to make fun of me again?" He raised his fist to the sky as if challenging someone up in the sky.

But then, he turned around and sat on one of the chairs at the balcony by having his elbow on the table while cupping jaws in his palms.

"Do tell me of this special privileges, my dear Little Veen." He smiled with sparkling eyes.

His attitude changes in a blink of an eye.

Unbelievable!

Little Veen stood rooted at the place he stands. He can't believe that he had pledged his loyalty to this kind of an airhead master.