Kyou Kara Maou Fan Fiction ❯ Hidden ❯ 4 ( Chapter 4 )

That night, Wolfram moved all his things to his personal chambers and slept there. How did Conrad manage it, Yuuri was not interested in knowing. All he knew was that it he had to act anymore that day, he would break.

 

Digging out the herb he smuggled out of the clinic, he brewed a cup of tea. The tea was pitch black and smelled similar to charred wood.

 

“Yuck. This tea tastes horrible,” Yuuri complained as the bitter taste settled itself on his tongue. He was very tempted to use a toothbrush and scrub the taste off. “At least it works,” he commented as the painful knots in his chest started to loosen.

 

“Looks like I'll go leatherback stealing again.” Yuuri sighed resigned. He had to sneak hide Gunter's back to get the first cup and it almost landed him in a ditch.

 

Without Wolfram in his chambers, Yuuri was able to hide barrels of leatherback tea into his room, even though he was nearly caught by all the members of the castle. He even went as far as hiding in the trash to get out from under Conrad's hawk like observations. He hid them under his bed which was rarely cleaned. Between his will power and leatherback tea, Yuuri was quite certain that no one would find out.

 

Or so he thought.

 

Conrad and Gwendal had noticed that Yuuri was getting visibly paler and thinner. He picked at his meals and tried ways and means to ensure complete privacy as long as he could manage. His normally cheering laughter started rubbing them in all the wrong ways. It seemed forced somehow.

 

Before they made any rash assumptions, they decided to consult Wolfram first. Even though he would not admit it, Wolfram kept a close eye on Yuuri's welfare.

 

“You feel that Yuuri is different too. Good, I thought I was getting delusional,” Wolfram sighed relieved.

 

“Do you have any idea what's wrong?” Conrad asked.

 

“Not a clue. All I know is that out extrovert is becoming introvert.”

 

“This is strange. Maybe we should keep a closer eye on him,” Gwendal suggested.

 

“He's under scrutiny everywhere he goes. The only place no one watches him is in his room.” Wolfram pointed out.

 

“We could spy on him in his room,” Gwendal suggested.

 

“That's an invasion of his privacy.” Conrad argued.

 

“We need to be sure that he's alright. We could do it secretly until we know there's nothing wrong.” Wolfram stormed.

 

“If nothing's wrong, we'll just pretend nothing happened.”

 

“Agreed.”

 

Mission spy in Yuuri's room started and ended that very night.