The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era

Chapter 214 - STRETCHING MY LEGS

ASTRID couldnʼt stop the amused smile that appeared on his lips. ”Is Your Highness inviting me to live on your planet?”

”Thatʼs how it sounded, right?” Wulfric said, feeling the heat creeping up his nape and ears because of embarrassment. ”Iʼm- Iʼm actually just giving an example. Yes, that was it. An example.”

Astrid tried his best so he wouldnʼt outright laugh or even chuckle. It was obvious that the other had a problem with this placeʼs security. Wulfric just probably wanted to say that at first. But because of his prompting, the other ended up recommending his own planet as an alternative place to live.

Being a spontaneous response, that meant that Wulfric really meant what he said about letting him live on his planet. Really, how could this supposedly crazy prince be this adorable? A word that never in his life would think to associate to Wulfric.

But there he was, like a kid who had no control over the things he was saying. So, Astrid knew that what the other just said about living in his planet was what he really felt.

”Alluna is not the best example though,” Reas suddenly said, interrupting the two. ”Itʼs on another galaxy, completely far from Redwood Academy where Aster is a student. It would also be hard for him to pursue his acting career if he were to live somewhere far from the capital.”

Wulfric glanced at Reas, he didnʼt know if he should continue to be embarrassed or just be annoyed. He thought that would be the end of what the other had to say, but lo and behold thereʼs still more.

”Can you make way? I canʼt go inside with you blocking the doorway like this.” As if realizing heʼs being too rude, he added, ”Sir.”

Wulfric just felt like a vein on his forehead would pop any second now. Whatʼs the use of calling him ʼsirʼ when he had already spoke disrespectfully? Itʼs like punching someone for no reason and then saying sorry.

But surprisingly enough, he was already getting used to the otherʼs impolite speech. He wasnʼt even that mad. If this was another person, he probably had already sent them flying. He knew that most of the reason for this was because they were in Asterʼs presence. How could he get angry at this brat when Aster was here?

So, he simply walked inside to ʼmake wayʼ for the other.

Astrid laughed inwardly after witnessing the interaction between the two. Although Reas acted that way, he could tell that most of his brotherʼs negative feelings towards Wulfric had already subsided to a very acceptable level. Wulfric also didnʼt lash out at Reas. So unlike when they first met him at Delryria.

That week-long training must have really done wonders.

He no longer worried about that and just went straight to the kitchen to prepare lunch. He wore the apron hanging on a wall rack and then took the ingredients he needed from the pantry.

Seeing this, Wulfric asked, ”Do you need help?”

Astrid glanced back at the other. ”No, thank you. Your Highness is our guest. Itʼs impolite to let you help. Just leave this to me.”

What else could Wulfric do but nod? If he insisted that would only make him look like he was trying too hard. Aster might even think that he was being obnoxious or something. So, he simply sat down on one of the couches on the living room. He specifically picked the couch where he could watch Aster while heʼs cooking.

The other had already started cutting up vegetables. His actions were natural, as if he had done it so many times. And maybe he did. Wulfric still remembered how delicious that dish he tasted when he trespassed at the Townsend home two months ago. It was something new that he had never eaten before. That was the first time he thought that a home-cooked meal could actually be so delicious.

He couldnʼt wait to taste Asterʼs food again. In truth, that time, he actually considered kidnapping Aster to be his personal chef. Itʼs a good thing that he had the foresight not to do it. Or else, something like being invited here would probably never happen. Aster would probably not even talk to him cordially.

Watching Aster like this, cooking and having this homely atmosphere around them, he felt a sense of… peace. Something that hardly ever happened. He wondered if this was how it would feel like if the two of them were to live together. At that thought, somehow, this small apartment didnʼt seem to be that small anymore.

Then suddenly, a catʼs face appeared in front of Wulfric. He raised his head and saw Reas gazing down at him while holding a blue cat.

”Do you like cats?” the teenager asked. ”Sir.”

Wulfric looked at the teenagerʼs face and he had a feeling that thatʼs not exactly what the other intended to say. Just based on his expression, itʼs more likely that heʼs saying something along the lines of, ʼstop looking at my brotherʼ.

He smiled while gritting his teeth. He wanted to swat the AI cat away from his face but doing so would probably destroy it. So, he held it in and just said, ”I canʼt say that I do.”

”Too bad,” Reas responded with not that much emotion, still standing in front of him.

”Are you going to just stand there?”

”I plan to stretch my legs and I like this spot, so, yes.”

Wulfric could feel that vein on his forehead popping again. This brat, did he plan to raise his blood pressure while heʼs here?

”Reas, stop teasing His Highness,” Asterʼs voice sounded from the kitchen.

Reas clicked his tongue. ”Iʼm not teasing you, Sir. Iʼm simply stretching my legs.”

”Reas!” Aster called in a helpless voice.

Reas sighed and finally sat down to one of the couches. With that, Wulfric could finally see Aster again. The other was no longer chopping ingredients and was already putting some vegetables on some cooking utensil he didnʼt know the name of.

And a delicious smell started to waft in the air.