An AUTHORIZED NON-COMMERCIAL English translation of WhyRU #Itbecauseofloveright? written by CandyOn which has been adapted into a series.
This work is ALLOWED & AUTHORIZED by the original author, CandyOn.
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"You look so sleepy, Tor" Said the owner of the house who turned around as he entered the house, observing Tutor again. "Did you sleep late last night?"
"Yes"
"After I leave, did you still read the book?"
"Yes"
"Until what time?"
"Three in the morning"
"Are you crazy? You are overdoing it."
"Then, what am I supposed to do? I'm not good at this subject." Tutor yawned while talking to the person before him.
At first, he almost postponed or cancelled his meeting with P'Fight, but when he thought that if he didn't go this time, he might be harassed more than before, so he cancelled his intention.
Fighter stared at the person who was yawning again. Tutor's face looked like he would probably fall asleep at any moment.
"Are you that sleepy?"
"Of course. If there's a bed right now, I will just throw myself to sleep on it."
"Then follow me. Come..." Fighter said, grabbing the younger man's hand to follow him.
"Where are we going?"
"My room"
"Why?"
"Didn't you just say that you are going to sleep?"
"Then what about the dessert? He (The chef) still doesn't do it right now huh? I'm afraid that if I sleep, I miss the chance to watch him making it."
"Not yet, I think it will be much later. How about, when he starts making one, I will wake you up."
"..."
"Okay?"
"Okay, okay." Tutor nodded to the owner of the house, then followed Fighter's lead without much complaint. Maybe because he was sleepy, that's why he's willing to do everything when he normally wouldn't show such behaviour.
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When following the elder, his eyes were checking around the house as well, admitting that Fighter's house was huge and stylishly decorated. But despite the grandness, there was also a sense of loneliness. Not sure if it came out from the house or from the person who was leading their way with hand holding his.
"Have some sleep," The room's owner pushed Tutor's shoulder so that the person headed to the bed. The younger guy nodded timidly before approaching the king-sized bed. Burying himself beneath the thick blanket, Tutor felt absolutely pleased.
