Luca wasn’t sure why his brother suddenly looked unwell.
"Brother, are you that sensitive to lactose?" worried the golden-eyed boy, who didn’t expect this turn of events.
But it wasn’t lactose, and even if he developed a bad case of lactose intolerance, Ollie would have powered through it for pizza.
No, this was something deeper.
A mortal wound.
The kind of spiritual damage reserved only for those who had traumatized their good younger brother.
And right about now, the pizza he had just guzzled up seemed like it wasn’t a luxury he deserved after failing him like this!
"Luca, you need to be honest with me." Ollie started, his voice practically cracking as he tried figuring out how bad it was. "How are you? Did anything in that book scare you?"
"Huh?"
Now it was really Luca’s turn to blink up at the blonde, who looked like he was one push away from crying.
Scared? Why would he be scared?
Well, he didn’t think that he felt particularly scared after reading the book, but he sure as hell felt embarrassed after learning more about the truth and himself.
Now that was a little bit scary, if he was being honest, because he never thought he’d end up being like this.
This, as in whatever they would call someone who would look at the door whenever anything made a sound. Or someone who would sigh throughout the day to the point that a certain system had decided to make a tally just in case the doctors needed it for diagnosis.
Ah, not to mention the sniffing!
The more the little guide thought about it, the more he gravitated towards the concept of a pervert.
Was he really a pervert?!
Now, unbeknownst to the distracted guide, Ollie’s face had been contorting as he waited for Luca’s response for what felt like forever.
His palms felt clammy, and his knees shook a little, but the blonde was determined to wait for his brother’s answer instead of rushing him, only to almost fall down to his death when Luca murmured his response.
"Well, brother...I don’t think I found anything about the books scary. However, I-I think I’ve turned into a pervert..." he trailed, shrinking as he whispered each word softer.
"A what...?"
Ollie wasn’t sure if his ears had gone bad from not having to use much of it recently or if it was his brain, but it was impossible for someone like Luca to say that he’d gone and become a pervert in the few days he hadn’t been there to supervise, right?
"A pervert, brother..."
But then the good boy repeated it again, and maybe it would’ve been better if he had been shot straight away, as this seemed like a worse outcome than just being scared!
"Luca! What do you mean by that? How could you be a pervert?!" screeched the slightly taller brother, whose voice was reaching unprecedented levels in his distress.
"Shhhhh!"
With a finger on his mouth, Luca tried to silence Ollie as his face turned even redder than usual.
"I’m not yet sure, brother! But that’s why I’m here to ask!"
See, this wasn’t the first time he was actually doing this, since he did remember Ollie saying that he didn’t actually have enough experience. So, when Luca started wondering if he was still normal, he thought about asking the Princess once more.
It was just that when Princess Kira said that Luca needed to sniff more, Ada abruptly cut in to remind them that it was a part of their instincts as Orcs, but that wasn’t something that was mandatory for humans.
Somewhere between that and D-29’s logging, Luca realized what he was doing and feared for Xavier, who didn’t seem to be exhibiting the same symptoms.
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