My Unconventional Lover: Seeing A Different World

203 Dark

(Jane’s PoV)

“I-I’m just a young boy! I’m nothing more than an ordinary boy!” He hastily said, nearly shouted with his eyes forced to wide open in fake determination.

Boy, your reaction is too strong for an ordinary boy.

But, it was kind of cute, honestly. What he was didn’t seem important for me. I could always ask Tom later. As long as he didn’t harm Tom, I could turn a blind eye to him.

However, he didn’t seem harmless either. The way he was just standing here in a big ball shape and could agitate Tom’s spiritual power was proof enough that he was not ordinary being.

No, it wouldn’t do.

“Kid, why are you scaring those poor spiritual powers? Don’t you know your action can hinder Tom’s growth? I’m sure you both know each other, right?”

Putra seemed flustered with my questions. He fidgeted a bit with his eyes looking at everywhere but my eyes.

“Putra, I’m not trying to scold you. Don’t be afraid. Let’s talk.” I smiled at him warmly. I sat cross-legged in front him with my eyes stared right at him in what I thought would be a friendly look. “I’m sure that you have known that you are surrounded by the aura of death and resentment, yet you don’t look like those crazed souls or ghosts that were overwhelmed by the aura. However, if you don’t control yourself, you’ll end up being a hindrance for Tom. I’m sure you don’t want that, right? After all, I think it’s not because he doesn’t notice your presence here, but it’s because he knows you that he doesn’t bother about you here in his consciousness.”

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As for me, he must be too focus on his training that he didn’t notice my presence here. It sounded ridiculous, but I honestly couldn’t think of anything else as the explanation.

But, it worked the best for me since I didn’t want him to know that I was here.

I watched as guilt covered the unique boy’s face. I sighed. “Don’t you know how to control your power in someone’s consciousness? You can either control your power, or help him. Combining both of your power can create something big, you know?” I softly talked to him.

Putra was looking at me curiously. He was peeking through his lashes as his head lowered in guilt. “How...can I do that?” He asked in a low voice. “You...you’re not going to hit me?” His voice trailed off as if he was afraid I would hear what he was saying.

I arched my eyebrows in confusion. “Why would I do that?”

Putra looked at me with a confused look all over his face. Shouldn’t I be the one feeling confused here? Why did he say it as if I usually hit him in any situation?

“Say, Putra, do you mistake me for someone else?” After all, his fear for me was not normal. It was my first time seeing him, so why would he look at me as if I was a bully?

The boy blinked at me with fear and confusion reflected in his eyes. “Look at me carefully. Do I look like the bully in your mind?” I scooted closer to him.

Putra flinched but he obeyed my words. His pair of clear eyes blinked innocently as he stared me. In a while later, I watched as he frowned slowly. It seemed like he had finally noticed that I wasn’t his bully.

“Tell me, do I look like the one who bully you?” I repeated my question softly, trying not to scare him.

He looked hesitant but his eyes didn’t waver even for a second. He stubbornly looked at me, as if trying to convince himself that I was a different person.

“How is it?”

“You...you...” He took a deep breath while his eyes were still looking at me. “You’re different. You’re not her. But you look like her a lot, especially your aura.” He mumbled in bewilderment.

“See?” I smiled at him. “I’m not the one who bullied you before.”

Putra’s tense body turned relaxed. Even so, he didn’t lower his guard around me. Just what kind of person could instill fear this deep in a kid’s heart? Not to mention that I had the same aura with this terrible person.

I really wanted to find out the identity of that person, but I knew that I shouldn’t be taking my time leisurely. Since I knew I could find Putra as long as Tom was around, I put that idea on the back of my mind.

Now, I needed to teach him how to control himself, or even better, help Tom!

Luckily for me, Putra was a smart boy. I just needed to guide him a bit and he could practically do it all by himself. I watched as he concentrated his power and the red lines on his body lit up and created a stunning scene in front of my eyes. The death and resentment were practically covered fully, leaving only a bright and warm aura around him.

Was that lava?

The red lines moved and in contrast to his black skin, the red lines looked like cracks on the volcano where one could see the glaring red of lava underneath.

At the same time, Tom resumed his training. I watched as the unordinary movement of his spiritual power stopped and turned into a better one. Start from this phase, he was alone. I couldn’t meddle into it too far. As long as he understood the meaning of transforming his power, he would be fine.

With that in thought, I went out from his consciousness. After returning back to my body, I watched as Tom’s aura improved by leaps and bound. Satisfied smile crept on my face and I turned my head to see the other man was in the same posture he was in.

Sanji’s situation wasn’t any better than Tom’s, though. What could be his difficulty?

I approached him and did the same thing that I did to Tom. As soon as I entered his consciousness, I was startled to see a dark room, a vast difference with Tom’s consciousness. Even though I said it was dark, I could see a dim silver light far away from where I landed.

It was my first time seeing a dark consciousness. What happened to him actually? And where was he?