PITBABE - ENGLISH - Chapter 43: Chapter 43

A slight dizziness still remained. Even though he had slept for several hours, the image of the new bedroom he had been sleeping in was still a bit blurry. He had to blink his eyes slowly and give him time to adjust, after being trapped in darkness for so long
"Is it better?"
It was the first sound he heard. Jeff's voice was neither loud nor soft. The little Omega sat on the sofa in the corner of the room with a book that he had probably read while he was asleep. Seeing that Charlie was awake, Jeff then pulled the book lever in the back yard and marked the place where he had last read, then put it on the sofa and got up, walking towards him.
"My throat hurts..."
Charlie answered in a low voice before slowly pushing himself into a sitting position. Meanwhile, Jeff poured the tea prepared by Uncle Reval in a small cup and handed it to his older brother.
"As soon as you woke up, Uncle told you to drink this tea."
"How many hours did I sleep?"
"More than three hours."
"It feels like I've been asleep for three days," said the tall young man while sipping his tea.
The slight, sweet scent made him feel a little better. But this tiredness still made him feel like he didn't want to move much at all.
"That's normal. Uncle said that usually just mastering one special ability is very tiring, and you've been doing it for a week straight. Three hours of sleep is really little."
"It's tiring, but I feel light."
"Of course, you threw it all away" Jeff chuckled as he sat on the edge of the bed. "How do you feel?"
"I'm tired. I told you."
"That means you have become a normal person."
Charlie slowly lowered the hand holding the cup before placing it on his lap. He looked down at the cup he was holding, as if reflecting on his feelings. Having a new life that was completely different from before, that was what he wanted, but that didn't mean he wouldn't feel strange when that ability disappeared. He felt like he was a new person.
"It feels strange" replied the tall alpha with a small smile "I'm still not used to it, but it feels comfortable."
"You don't need to carry the stolen goods anymore, right?"
"Yeah, it's much lighter."
"Good. From now on, your life will be easier."
"I hope so." Charlie laughed softly in his throat. He looked outside. There were water droplets on the window pane and faint sunlight filtered in. The sight made him feel fresher than the tea he had just drunk. "Did it just rain?"
"Yeah, it was raining very heavily" Jeff answered, looking outside "But it has stopped before you wake up."
"I look at the rain and think about Babe."
"You miss him all the time."
"Not like that." He turned and jerked his nose at Jeff. "When I'm with him, it seems like it always rains when something important happens in my life."
"Important phenomenon?"
"Yes." The tall young man nodded lightly and continued, "When I came out to meet you at the cafe, I was too stressed to talk to you at that time. On the way home, it rained so hard that I almost didn't make it back to the condo, but Babe came down and brought an umbrella to pick me up because he was afraid I'd get sick."
"When Babe found out about me and Pa's relationship, we argued and that day it rained like a storm."
"And the day Babe asked me to be his boyfriend, it also rained. We were lying in bed talking. And then it started raining outside along with a very loud thunderclap."
Charlie said and smiled, even though there were some not so pleasant memories in those memories. When facing it, he might not be able to smile much, but while he got through those painful times he knew they were only part of old memories. He missed having Babe around. He certainly didn't want to go back to the situation where Babe was hurt or when they had a fight. But he just missed the nostalgic feeling of when they were together. Just that..
"And the first day you were a normal person, it also rained." Jeff added with a small smile as another important event followed Charlie. "But you couldn't see it in time. I'm the only one who sees it when it rains heavily."
"Yes, when I woke up, the rain had stopped."
"Maybe that's a good sign."
"A good sign?"
"Yes," the young man nodded lightly. "Because the rain has stopped."
"The sky is clear now."
Jet's words caused Charlie to look out the window again
It was already afternoon, but the gentle sunlight was still visible through the curtain of clouds, making the previously gloomy atmosphere suddenly become brighter. Maybe, it was just like Jeff said, a good sign for him to start a new life.
"If the sky stays clear like this for a long time, that's good" Charlie said quietly. "But before that, there must be rain. Otherwise, it will be abnormal." Jeff replied, accepting it as well.
The empty glass in Charlie's hand was placed on the table beside the bed. "But you just have to be patient and wait for the rain to stop falling."
"And if I can't stand it?"
"Try to like the rain" said the young man with a smile, before lying down to sleep on his brother's lap. "It's not hot when it rains. Sleep comfortably."
Charlie smiled at his brother. His large hand moved to rub his head gently, remembering the past when they were still at home together. Of course, once he knew the whole truth, what happened in that house became a disgusting reality, but if they thought back to when they were innocent children, the memories they recalled weren't that bad.
Charlie and Jeff spend more time together than any other child. They play together. He taught Jeff. And Jeff was there, always a good refuge for him. That's what Charlie remembered. He felt very lucky, because at least he had one family. A younger sibling who didn't share the same bloodline, but tied him more than a worthless bond.
"I was just dreaming" Charlie said in a soothing voice while still rubbing his little brother's head.
"What's your dream?"
"Babe...."
"You dream about him all the time."
"But this time, it's no ordinary dream" The older man argued as he thought about his latest dream, which felt less disjointed. He thought the image he remembered was not a vague, highly distorted image like the image of a dream. "It's something that really happened."
"Isn't that normal? Most of the images in dreams come from images we see in real life."
"But it's not just a picture. That's the whole incident!" Charlie argued again. His attitude was more serious than before. "It really happened and in my dream it was exactly like that!"
"That might happen because you always think about it."
"But Uncle said it wasn't just because I thought about it at that time."
"So what do you think is the reason?"
"Uncle said it was because they cut off Babe's sensory circuits." The alpha thought about it by making his own assumptions. Although he didn't know as much about these things as Uncle Reval, some intuition told him that these things were more or less related. "When breaking the circuit, I don't have any other special abilities. But after cutting out all the memories of Babe, I felt like I was right next to him."
"And when cutting off other abilities, how does it feel?"
"It's confusing. When I was about to cut another ability, I would see a picture of them using it. That capability will be stopped and disconnected quickly and then disappear."
"You couldn't sense the previous owner at all?"
"Not at all. I just feel Babe."
Come to think of it, it was strange that he felt Beb's presence when he cut off his special ability circuit. In fact, Uncle Revan said, Babe's special ability is the one he uses the least.
Babe's abilities are the last to get cut as it takes a while to get them all back. During the circuit breaking process, the young man felt that some of his feelings were denser than before. Breaking the cycle of other abilities, of course each ability has its own difficulties. For example, the lie detector ability is the easiest skill to handle because Charlie rarely uses it. At the same time, the skills that took the longest to break the cycle and consumed the most of his and Ravel's energy were the ability to create hallucinations and turn those abilities on and off, as he used them quite often, especially before the start of this whole plan.
Previously, Charlie had to train several times a day to secretly create hallucinations and use them to fake his physical condition after the accident. He had to train it to be more stable and last longer, to create the most realistic hallucinations and control the perceptions of as many people as possible.
He also had to practice opening and closing his abilities very hard, because in his past life, he had never tried changing his body temperature or controlling his pupils, and more importantly, he had never even thought about commanding his own heart to stop beating, because he didn't want to try dying for the first time.
He admitted that deceiving the doctors and nurses was very difficult. And Charlie didn't really want to do it. But it really couldn't be helped, because he couldn't create hallucinations to fool a large group of people in the arena, so he had to confirm his own death to the smallest group of people, namely doctors and nurses, because there were only a few people in the emergency room. Plus, he also had to do it again when Alan and Jeff came to see the body, which was very fortunate because Babe didn't come and see it himself, because he was afraid to do that to Babe.
He may be strong enough to deceive the others, but if he sees Babe break down, Charlie is very afraid of him making a mistake because he will feel sorry for the others. And if that happens, it's going to be really bad.
After confirming his death, he had to escape from the hospital as quickly as possible and leave the funeral arrangements to Jeff. Jeff ordered the creation of dolls that closely resembled real people and were always wrapped in cloth. Fortunately, Charlie has no relatives. So if it wasn't Babe or Jeff, no one would dare mess with his body. And when Babe doesn't even have the courage to come see him in his lifeless state, no one will be able to find out what really happened and what is actually lying in the coffin is a doll, not the real Charlie, as they think.
To get through, Charlie must use the most difficult special ability he has ever used.
He was physically and mentally exhausted. In contrast to when he tried to break the cycle of Babe's abilities, at that time Charlie thought what was most difficult was the feeling he felt when he discovered something that made him fall into another world. He didn't focus on the process in front of him, but stuck with the original owner of that ability, until he couldn't find his way back.
He felt like a part of Babe was inside him all the time.
"I think you guys are soulmates" Jeff said while making a mocking face, instead of helping him find answers about Charlie's strange behavior because he didn't know what was causing it. Maybe Charlie just misses Babe.
"Is that funny?!" Charlie lightly tapped his brother's forehead in annoyance.
Who knows? That's probably true.
"If it's hard for you to be a soulmate and stay with him, then don't do it."
"True love will have many obstacles. Have you heard of it?"
"No – ever" said the older man, emphasizing each syllable clearly. "I just wanted a simple love. I didn't want to prove anything."
Jeff understood exactly what Charlie wanted. His brother didn't plan the story. His own love was so great or beautiful. And Jeff believed it.
His brother never seemed to imagine how chaotic and deadly that love story would be, but of course it wasn't easy from the start. Therefore, wanting to have love seems like a suitable dream for Babe and Charlie.
"I know, no one wants this to be difficult" the younger man said quietly as Charlie continued to play with his hair. "But it can't be helped, right? You choose yourself."
"Hmm..."
"Is it true?" said Jeff Ploy with an annoyed expression on his face. "There are many ordinary people. Be like someone special like P'Babe."
"He couldn't choose. It was my fault."
"So, if he can't choose, you have to fight to the end."
Jeff made eye contact with his sibling and spoke in a calm voice. The young alpha immediately fell silent when he heard those words. Charlie always thought his little brother wasn't like that. How much does he care about what his love for Babe looks like in the end? Jeff only seems to care that he will survive and live a normal life. But after hearing this, Charlie then learns that in the past, Jeff's interpretation of the words "normal happiness" all along included Babe.
Jeff wants to protect Babe, just like he does.
And because it wasn't just him who was risking everything, but there were many others, who cast their votes for this plan, he definitely would not be able to mess with it.
"Do you promise that when this is over, you'll be very happy again?" Jeff asked his brother in a soft voice.
"What do you mean?"
"Promise?"
Jeff's question felt unclear. But from the look in his eyes, Charlie thought Jeff was probably telling him to follow his heart as much as possible. "Okay, I'll try."
The large house, which was previously quiet, suddenly became livelier because it was used as a gathering place for many rich and influential nobles. The garden was decorated with white roses from the entrance to the front of the mansion, and luxury cars moved to see off the guests of honor. Everyone was dressed neatly, in expensive suits and evening gowns. Of course, the clothes they wore were very elegant. It is meant only to increase confidence in one's appearance, but it is also a reflection of wealth and attracts investment connections as well.
As the guests slowly entered the mansion, Tony the host stood and waited to greet everyone cordially. He prepared everything
There are no shortcomings. Whether it's food or drinks, classical music bands or even redecorating some parts of the interior so that the atmosphere looks softer and more refined than usual. All this to impress all partners to join in the business on this important evening
No matter how hard he tried to greet and take care of the guests, Tony couldn't meet all of them. Therefore, there was no chance to welcome the special guests who came to the party with a large number of guests.
Hmm...or maybe it's because of their clothes. The pitch black suit that looked like a delivery man's clothes, probably wouldn't stand out and attract the old man's attention.
Today is a meeting of all Tony's partners, under a banquet to build business relationships which is usually done among business people. However, that was just an image, even though in fact the background to this meeting was the auction of a small number of special children looked after by Tony, or simply put, it was no different from human trafficking.
Of course, all these people know. They didn't come just to establish relationships or business negotiations as an important highlight of this event was the competition for power resources that were more rare and useful than gold or shares.
While Tony was busy chatting and laughing politely with these people, he didn't notice that there was a familiar face among his new subordinates. Babe walked and watched the whole time. The thin figure in an all-black suit looked ordinary and blended well with the other bodyguards. Although this extraordinary face will attract the attention of some guests who see it, he tries to risk as many people as possible knowing about it. Because being the center of attention is not what he wants right now.
Babe stood straight with his hands behind his back like the guards did. He chose to stand in the darkest corner, hidden from view, according to the advice of Pete, who was now playing the role of delivery boy. He served as a car driver delivering decorative equipment to enter the main meeting room.
Initially, Babe and Way stubbornly opposed this crazy idea. Because from all angles, Pete is not at all suitable to be a delivery boy. First, that bastard is tall and too prominent. And secondly, even though Pete was wearing a delivery jacket and black hat, according to him this would not be able to obscure Pit's aura as a kind doctor with a strong family background. Way also thinks the same way.
It's just that this person continues to persist with his plan. He was sure that, whatever happened, he would become a delivery man, because he wanted to try playing a role once in a while. In the end, they ended up arguing until they didn't know why, but what he knew was that arguing with him was very tiring.
He had a terrible headache.
He didn't know whether Pete would help him or whether he would help Pete.
(How are things outside?)
A whisper came from the earphone attached to Babe's right ear. The alpha probably had a neutral expression on his face. In fact, in his heart he was a little worried that the owner of this voice had accidentally caused something to happen. He looked around before responding by moving his mouth as little as possible and acting as if the guard was monitoring security.
"Many people." Babe answered softly. "Where are you?"
(In the meeting room. I helped put the sign on the table.)
"What sign?"
(Number Sign)
Babe rolled his eyes impatiently after hearing the counterfeit delivery person's answer. But then, he suddenly realized what the number signs were prepared for? Just thinking about it made him feel so bloated he almost vomited. Don't these people feel anything? Why were they flocking to bid for a flesh and blood human with such a flat appearance? Or because the money is piled up too high? So that these noble nobles viewed people beneath them as lowly beings and used their special abilities to gain advantage?
"Be careful, don't let anyone see you and don't talk to anyone."
Babe warned in a voice like an adult scolding a child. Even though Pete was several years older than him. After working together for some time, he knew that the grown man was still a kind-hearted elementary school boy.
(I know, I'm not talking to anyone) Pete answered in a weak voice. (And where is Way? Have you seen him?)
"Not yet, but it will probably come down soon."
(Can you tell Way to secretly bring sausages? I'm hungry.)
Babe took a deep breath, trying hard not to curse the old man because he wasn't in a situation where he could do something like that, even though his mind was thinking 10,000 curses at Pete's arrogance and immaturity.
While fighting against his annoyance, Babe glanced over and saw him. A tall and familiar figure walked down the stairs from the second step with a majestic expression. Today, Way looks more mature and more formal than before. The young man wore a clean white shirt, with two buttons unbuttoned so as not to look too awkward, covered with a black luxury name jacket. Overall, that makes him seem like a good fit for the salesman position. Tony's choice cannot be denied.
(Babe?) Pete repeated his call when he didn't receive any response from the other party. (..is the signal bad? I still hear you. Hello? Babe?)
"Stop talking."
(Oh, I didn't hear you.)
"You don't listen, but you should stop talking!" Babe gritted his teeth and said with a completely neutral expression, but in his heart, the opposite was true. "If you don't stop talking, I'll take you home."
(Hey, I'm just worried!)
"Then shut up."
(Okay!)
While Babe threatens the young-hearted parents to stop fooling around, Way goes down the stairs. He tried to look around in a natural way, as if he just wanted to take in the overall atmosphere, but he was actually looking for someone.
The tall young man stopped his gaze on Babe for a moment. When he saw the other party was standing and doing his duty, the guard was in one corner of the hall. They stared at each other. Each of them did not show any expression, but it was as if they were secretly communicating with each other through their eyes and it contained the message "Be careful, the time is near."
After Way appeared, the young man was dragged here and there by his father to welcome guests to the event. Way played the role of the favorite child very well. He smiled and greeted others naturally as if he truly intended to help his father with his work, having no other hidden goals. Tony himself seems to have more confidence in Way since his son came home and is always helpful.
Isn't that great? Rather than making him like other children who are defiant and difficult to control like Babe, including his oldest son Pete, who causes the most problems.
When the greeting session was deemed sufficient, the invited guests attending the event began to enter the conference room gradually to participate in formal business discussions. The guards politely extended their hands to invite all the guests as per the Grand Master's orders. Meanwhile, the fake guard carefully walked along the edge of the hall to get to the door that was made only for guards and workers inside the house. Inside, there were stairs and paths that could be walked throughout the mansion, and he needed to use these routes to reach the next point according to his plan, but it was difficult to retreat calmly.
"Where do you go?"
One of the guards said as he saw that Babe was about to turn to one corner of the main hall. The person who was called was a little surprised, but he tried not to show it
He turned to look at the person who asked before smiling slightly and answering naturally.
"Mr. Way said that the guards should be divided into meeting rooms."
"Oh, isn't it already done?" The tall guard raised his eyebrows. He was surprised because he didn't know about this before.
"I have, but he doesn't think it's enough. So he asked the person in charge outside to come in and help too."
Babe continued to lie, no matter how fast his heart beat. If he made a mistake and was caught, there would definitely be no hope. Just hoping that this guard doesn't remember his face is already considered very lucky. And it seemed like this guard wasn't around when he came to cause trouble last time, because he couldn't remember his face.
"Oh..." The guard nodded lightly, looking still a little confused. But he had no more doubts. Seeing that, Babe smiled faintly and started walking away slowly.
"Wait..." Babe stopped in his tracks again. His face started to panic a little.