Flip the Coin [BL] Chapter 461. Up there

The next ti I woke up, I thought all the shit I had first heard and then done had been a dream.

Then I looked at the closet where the kitchen knife was still stuck in the door and got angry.

Fucking unbelievable.

He really did it. He managed to bring to voluntarily use the shit he bought; I can’t fucking believe it.

What had this dumb dog done to , bewitching so effortlessly? Aahhhh!!!

I was alone in my room, and that fact pissed off even more. How dare he run after what he had done without getting his ass kicked?

I straightened up and noted that it was at least afternoon, given the sunlight flooding the room.

I stood up, and seeing that I had not been crippled by the stunt in the bathroom from the dead of the night, I still made sure by twisting my body to the left and right.

No pain or anything; nor did anything feel different than always.

Very good.

I opened the room door and went out, instantly going to the adjoining room.

First, I wanted to kick the door open, but then I heard my grandmother speak with Ren in the kitchen and didn’t want to alert her to co over and nag .

So I just opened the door civilly, seeing no puppy.

What the fuck?

I opened the door of the cursed bathroom, and without going in, I took a look by leaning inside; it was empty as well.

?!??! WHERE IS HE??

Leaving the room, I nearly ran my grandmother over.

"Holy!" I cursed and stepped back, startled, while she looked at in dissatisfaction, patting her heart.

"WHY ARE YOU RUNNING IN THE HOUSE?" she chided, and I sidestepped her to walk to the kitchen.

"That’s the way young people walk... Have you seen Henry?" I arrived in the doorfra to the kitchen and spotted Ren and the staff sergeant inside, both eating pudding.

Ren instantly waved at with a wide grin, pulling his locket out from under his shirt for to see.

I smiled and waved back at him, hearing my grandmother following with a grumble.

Though her tone changed from the usual to fake-friendly.

"I have not... Go on a walk with now."

I hugged myself in fear hearing her again insisting on taking out.

"No, go away!" I turned to go up the stairs, and my grandmother continued to follow, her tone turning strained as if she was physically suffering from speaking nicely.

"It is such a nice day outside! GO AND WATCH THE FLOWERS WITH !"

"WHAT FLOWERS? YOU SOUND LIKE A KIDNAPPER!" I sped up my steps, and when I reached the top of the stairs, I looked into the throne room; I still found no Henry.

The mont I wanted to leave the room, my grandmother positioned herself in the doorfra like so murderous demon.

"Caught you! You want to tackle an old lady??? GO ON A WALK WITH !!"

"Pfft, you old hag... forgotten who you are dealing with?" I teleported away, precisely to Henry, which I could have done imdiately after waking up.

"DON’T YOU DARE!!" The demon yelled but in the end was left behind.

Surprisingly, I appeared on the rooftop.

Today the wind blew heavily, though the sun bead down just as strong.

Henry sat with his short-sleeved shirt and pulled-in legs there like a miserable little puppy, not looking up at .

I kicked his back, cautious with my strength to not send him flying.

"Why are you here? What’s this about?"

Henry put his head on his arms, turning away from in an exasperated motion.

"I am reflecting on myself..."

"As you should!" I scoffed, kicking him again.

"I am such a bad partner... to talk you into this, although you have been nothing but good to ...." He murmured like a starved ghost.

"So you know," I answered, noting that even while playing the victim, he had to enforce his identity as my partner, pfft.

Though... his figure surely looked unusually small all of a sudden.

"I have beco so greedy for you... and your body... I am reflecting on how not to want you so much anymore...."

I squinted my eyes, not really liking the show he was pulling.

"Hah... I should be content with just holding hands..." He continued.

"..." this motherfucker.

"Maybe we should just call the whole thing o—"

"Henry." I pressed my palms against my eyes, thinking that I must have really wronged that dramatic, manipulative, gaslighting psycho puppy in my past life.

"I will give you one chance. Stop the shit right now."

I put my hands away and looked down to see the puppy looking up at .

Behind the play, I saw real fear in his eyes of having really gone too far this ti and of being abandoned.

He quietly looked at with his head sideways on top of his arms, not faking anymore, just watching to gauge my mood.

Then he reached for my pants leg and tugged it slightly, not letting go.

"..." Well, one had to give it to him; what he was doing to , intentional and unintentional, worked on perfectly.

"Yesterday, Ren and I ate your food. It was delicious," I confessed, not seeing him react.

"So... I wanted to cook for you today." I smiled amicably and saw his imaginary ears perk up and his imaginary tail swinging happily, his eyes sparkling like a child’s.

"But I won’t cook for you anymore~," I finished and saw Henry jump up, holding his heart as if he had just received a critical blow.

"Why? I am hungry! Can’t you just cook sothing? You only cooked once for !" He lunged at to hug , whimpering quite a bit.

"Nope, and how many tis have you cooked for ??"

Henry froze for a second before chuckling deeply.

"So you wanted to taste my cooking?"

I laughed speechlessly.

"Not at fucking all."

"Don’t be shy~~~"

I pushed his face away.

"No, go away!"

"WHERE IS HE??!?!" I heard a yell from downstairs near the entrance door and saw my grandmother looking around the front yard before peering up and spotting .

Henry had instantly hidden behind , and because we were standing on the top of the roof and it was tilting back down behind , he should have really managed to hide from her eyes.

"YOU!" My grandmother pointed at ."

"YOU GO ON A WALK WITH , NOW!"

"Don’t go... It sounds sketchy..." Henry said from behind while holding onto my shirt and pressing his face between my shoulder blades.

"You think I don’t know?" I mumbled back while looking down.

Seeing that my lips moved but hearing nothing, my grandmother tilted her head.

"WHAT?"

"WHAT WHAT?" I shot back.

"WHAT??" she yelled.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU???" I scread, and she eventually hollered back at full force.

"NO FOOD FOR YOU IF YOU DON’T CO DOWN AND GO ON A STROLL WITH THIS INSTANT!" The wind tore at her voice, but even the people inside the city should have been able to hear her.

"Don’t go, please don’t go... I’ll get food for you." Henry still gripped my shirt, burrowing his head against my back.

Hmmm... hearing him so panicky made curious.

"What are you scared of?" I asked while watching my grandmother yell for a broom.

Pfft... One asly broom won’t reach the roof.

As if she had heard my thoughts, she yelled for a ladder as well.

"She will talk about you and ," Henry answered.

I thought Ethan would co and bring the utensils to get us down from the roof, but it was the staff sergeant bringing a ladder and the kid bringing a broom.

When the latter saw , he laughed and waved at again—happy while equipping the demon with weapons. What a cruel traitor.

"And?" I waved back and continued to ask the miserable little shadow behind .

"And at the mont, you aren’t especially fond of . What if she influenced you and you agreed?" He poked my back while snuggling up even closer.

"Pfft... How co you are so greedy when you are also so damn insecure?"

"I am greedy BECAUSE I am insecure." He answered honestly.

"Good point." I chuckled while watching my grandmother directing the staff sergeant on where to put the ladder and then ushering him up while shoving the broom at him.

"Well, after the shit I had to do in the bathroom this VERY EARLY morning... it would probably be too late to abandon you. So don’t worry... I am still angry though."

The staff sergeant climbed up swiftly, and after pulling the top of the ladder further up, he was soon getting very close to us.

Why the fuck do we have such a long ladder here??

"...Alright. Okay," Henry choked out and took a deep breath, sniffing like the perverted puppy he was.

The staff sergeant had nearly reached us, still one and a half ters away but probably able to spot Henry behind .

He hesitantly reached out with the broom, just going through the motions to make the old mummy happy; the broom was not even near us.

"GIVE HIM A GOOD SHOVE!" My grandmother yelled from downstairs, and the staff sergeant grimaced a bit.

"WE’LL CO DOWN!" I scread back before addressing the staff sergeant.

"Go down carefully, then we’ll co down as well!" I had to make sure that this poor man didn’t break two hips just because he blindly followed my grandmother’s craziness.

The old man gave a very thankful look before climbing way slower than before down again.

I watched, ready to teleport down and sohow catch him should he fall; I should have stopped him from coming up in the first place, but the man was much faster than I thought he would be.

He landed on the ground steadily and just received a snort from my grandmother before she pointed at like so crazed maniac ready to hurl insults at any given mont.

"I’m going to go on a walk with the old dragon." I patted Henry’s head before counting down till I would teleport.

He snaked his arms around and squeezed half to death until I reached the end of the countdown and went downstairs.

Instead of a snort, I received what the broom had to offer—the tool my grandmother had snatched from the staff sergeant the mont she saw arrive.

So unfair, either getting shitty presents or beatings, and that although I am being such a good bo- damn it!

I ant best friend/partner/owner and grandson.

Everyone is despicable as fuck.