There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 444

Chapter 444: Chapter 437. Blue Sky and Amber Sun

Zein felt breathless.

Even though he sucked on air and all the scent, he felt breathless.

The ground beneath him was so soft his feet sunk. His shoes were completely drenched and filled with sand, but he couldn’t care less. He stared down at the small wave washing over his feet, feeling slightly lightheaded as the water drew back and he felt like his body moving backward.

The sky had dimmed, but the foam of the wave was white still. Before he could wake up from the trance of the previous wave, another one already come. It was constantly moving, dynamic, and playful. It was different from the calm lake or the slowly moving river.

It was breathtaking.

Slowly, as he got used to the dizzying sensation of watching the wave, Zein followed the returning water to the sea. The eyes, as blue as the deep sea, traced the light spreading on the horizon to the west side.

"...eyes,"

Bassena heard a mumble, and he leaned down slightly to catch it. "Hmm?"

"It’s like our eyes," Zein repeated as he stared at the sunset without blinking.

The blue of the sky and the amber of the sun looked as if they were melting inside the massive pot of water.

"Ah..." Bassena bit his lips and pressed his forehead on the guide’s shoulder. Gods...he loved this man so much. He mumbled audibly and circled his arms around Zein’s waist.

Only for a few seconds, because he could feel Zein fidgeting wordlessly. He let go of the guide, and like a bird flying off a cage, Zein stepped forward almost dazedly, as if chasing for the violet horizon.

The waves came and went, and Zein soon felt the water reach his calf, and then his knees, and he felt an indescribable feeling of exhilaration; like he wanted to scream and laugh at the vast sky and endless sea. As if something was calling for him, he marched forward and let the water reach into his hip.

"That’s far enough," Bassena clasped his waist to prevent him from going further, pulling Zein by the torso into the esper’s warm chest. "The ground at the sea is uneven. It will suddenly plunge into the depths, and you haven’t finished your swimming lesson yet."

"Oh..." Zein blinked and stopped, nodded.

"Let’s be satisfied by this much today, yes? I’ll take you to that underwater observatory tomorrow and we’ll go to the ship the next day," Bassena smiled at the innocent expression of the guide. "You’ll see plenty of the sea until the end of our vacation, so there’s no need to be imp--"

Zein never heard the end of that sentence because an unexpected wave suddenly hit them in the face. Bassena had been focusing all of his senses on Zein that he didn’t even realize the incoming force.

While Bassena was grumbling from the wave and the fact that they were now drenched from head to toe, Zein was blinking silently, as if frozen.

"The waves are getting stronger. Let’s get back now and come again tomorrow when it’s bright--" _{freēwēbnovel.com}

Again, Bassena couldn’t finish his sentence as another wave was crashing on them. Fortunately, this time, he was able to shield the guide’s face from the full force of the water.

"Zein," he urged again, about to drag the guide back anyway, until he heard a crisp sound of laughter.

Loud, free, and joyful. He looked down in amazement as Zein laughed in his embrace. Laughed and wheeze and spitting out seawater. "Ahahahaha! It’s salty--hahahaha!"

Bassena had no idea what was so funny from the salty water, and he might never understand. Not that his brain could emulate any understanding, since all of his senses were being focused on the most beautiful scenery he had ever laid upon.

A pair of crinkling blue eyes, gleaming and sparkling with the amber of sunset shining upon the laughing face; fair cheek blossoming vibrantly, in the shade of coral and violet.

And the sound. Oh, the sound of a heavenly bell ringing. What Bassena would do to hear that sound again and again for the rest of his life?

Anything. Everything.

It was enough for him to let the waves strike them several times more before it got too dangerous with the disappearance of the sun. After some coaxing, he was finally able to pull Zein back to the beach; clothes heavy from the water.

Storing their wet, heavy boots and jacket inside Bassena’s storage ring, they continued to take a stroll along the darkened beach, as Zein was reluctant to leave. But walking on the beach was one of the best date options, so Bassena did not whine. He held Zein’s hand as the guide walked while staring at the sea.

"Does the salt come from the sea?" Zein asked curiously in the tone of a schoolboy discovering knowledge.

"Mainly," Bassena nodded. "There can be mines of rock salt in places that used to be an ancient sea or lake."

"Hmm..."

"It’s one of the main commodities of the Southern Kingdom, other than tourism and seafood."

"I see..."

Zein stopped talking for a while, before muttering softly. "We’ll have it too, right? Sea and salt and seafood..."