There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125: Chapter 121. Trace of Absence

Zein had never thought how much Bassena took up his daily time until now.

With guiding, playing, strolling around, or even just conversing. Now that the esper wasn’t here, he found himself having a lot of free time. There was one less esper to guide, one less texting and conversing partner, and one less invitation to go on a drive or visit a candy shop.

It was almost boring.

Or at least it was at first. Until the management pulled up the real plan to publish the textbook Zein gave to the other guide in strike division. So now his free time was filled with editing the content with a team from management and Alice.

He also used his time to peruse the proposal from the old man’s daughter, Aida, and sent it back for some revision. The rest he used to train his physique and locked himself in the advanced simulation chamber.

And watching TV.

Or rather, he just let the TV run in the background and only looked at it when Bassena’s commercials were airing. He was quite disgusted at the charming and cool persona at first, but get used to it after a while.

At the end of the third week after he got back from the Capital--the third week after Bassena entered the tower--he was scheduled to go with the [Hagalaz] squad, the one spearheaded by Ashur Iddina. It would be the second last trial run for the division--the last being the [Anzus] belonged to Bassena.

This time, Zein brought the other A-class guide beside Nadine--a quiet man a year younger than him called Dean--and Brisk, the chubby B-class that lived in the dorm too. It would be the two’s first experience, but since they had been receiving training that much longer, Zein didn’t really worry about them.

"Am I late?" when Zein opened the conference room, he could see the room already filled with all the squad members, the surveyor, and the two guides. He glanced at the clock to make sure, but it was still five minutes before the scheduled time.

Ashur, who was standing at the head of the table, and was nearest the door that Zein used, paused for a bit. The esper blinked repeatedly for a few seconds while Zein was staying at the entrance waiting for a reply, before coughing.

"N-no, we haven’t started yet," the esper said finally, stuttering for a bit.

Only then that Zein stepped inside the room, swiping his gaze briefly to the rest of the people there. Some nodded at him, and some grinned at their Captain. The only empty seat left was the one nearest to the head table, so Zein just seated himself there.

"You’re very prompt," he commented since the room seemed to fall into silence. Zein usually came together with the other guides, but he was still stuck arranging the book that was about to be published until the meeting time.

"Well, precision and time discipline is integral for our squad," Ashur explained with a calmer voice, although Zein could easily hear the pride in his tone.

Indeed, for [Hagalaz] which specialized in dungeons with extreme environments, while the members needed to be flexible about all kinds of change, they also needed to be vigilant and united. Following the leader’s command in precision was important for the squad’s survival.

This was why Ashur disliked taking guides inside his raid, since they usually disrupt the flow and couldn’t follow his command.

At least, he disliked taking them before.

Zein nodded at Ashur’s words since that was his principle too, and what he always imparted to the guides. "Yes, that’s good."

It was a simple word of agreement, barely a praise, but even without an esper’s heightened sense, people could see the blush on Ashur’s face. That, and the way the esper cleared his throat in fluster, made them look at the Captain pitifully.

Ah...if only his opponent wasn’t Bassena Vaski...

Thankfully, the esper managed to get rid of his nervousness and proceed to brief them on the upcoming raid smoothly, although they could see him stealing a glance toward the tall guide from time to time.

Zein, on his part, had his usual expressionless face on--or rather, expressionless gaze. He looked so unfazed at Ashur’s not-so-subtle interest that the rest of the squad members felt even more pity toward their Captain.

It wasn’t that Zein did not realize it though. Rather, he put on a stoic face because he realized it. This kind of crush from Espers wasn’t the first time for Zein; he experienced it too much, even. But he also knew where those feelings coming from.

It was from his guiding. The pleasure that they felt from his guiding remained in their memory, and would replay every time they saw Zein. Thus, they would react just like when they were guided--pleasurable sensation, comfort, elevated heartbeat--and mistake it for a crush. Especially the sensitive type like Ashur. _{fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com}