115: Celia.
Author: Red Phoenix.
last update2025-06-23 23:07:10

Two days slipped by in a haze of idle talk, soft meals, and Zora claiming every hour that her legs still hurt. Kai had been ready to move the moment the sun rose after their first night, but she pouted, stretched across the bed like a lazy cat, and whined about needing “just one more day.” He gave in—not because he cared, but because arguing with her was more exhausting than the journey itself.

On the morning of their departure, they stood in front of John’s house. The young man practically beamed, proudly handing Kai a small box of provisions and bowing like a disciple greeting his master.

“I’m really grateful,” John said. “It was an honor having you both. I… also want to apologize for the things I said the other day. I was stupid.”

Kai stared at him for a beat too long, hands in his pockets, expression unreadable. Then he drawled, “Well, if apologies could fix stupidity, half the world would be enlightened monks by now.”

John blinked, unsure if he was being insulted or praised, but
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