Princess Lyn: Fleeting Dreams 339 You Always Help Me

After a few minutes, Lyn turned around and saw Kazuya with his head low. He appeared to be guilty about what just happened. So she carefully made her way back over to him. Slowly she got closer and closer until her back hit his. Lyn did not face him directly; she just sat in a way where she could still feel his warmth. Kazuya grabbed hold of her hand, and Lyn sighed.

She didn't feel as though she could stand anymore. "Are you alright? Well, I suppose I have no right to ask that, do I?" Kazuya mumbled.

"Kazuya?"

Kazuya flashed a somewhat weak smile and slowly sat down. His broad back touched hers. It was warm. "My hands are trembling again. I'm pathetic. But this always happens whenever I fight."

"I don't think you're pathetic. Whenever you fight, you save the innocent bystanders," Lyn nodded. This time around, too, there were people in the surroundings.

"It's all because of you."

"Huh? But I didn't do anything?" Lyn looked at him with a puzzled expression. What is he talking about?

"The reason I could fight, the reason I didn't lose control, is because you were there for me. You gave me the courage I needed. If you weren't around, I would have lost control. Rather than protect people, I would have hurt them."

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Kazuya squeezed her hands, "Yeah. You always help me. But I don't think you realize it."

"I do? I'm helpful to you?"

This entire time she had been thinking about what she could do for him. No matter how much she thought about it, she would draw a blank.

"Whenever I think about the consequences of my powers. I would unconsciously freeze up. What if they die? Instead of knocking them out like I'm meant to, what if that person dies?"

Ah, Kazuya, he— he is the same as her. He wants the power to protect those dear to him. But even if he has it at the very tip of his fingers, he is afraid to use it because of the harm and damage it will bring to those he cares about. Kazuya is like her. They both have power, but their power will only bring harm. Power is a double-edged sword. The stronger your power is, the more damage it will cause.

Kazuya continued, "You see, I've always thought I'd never be able to get over it. You have the same fear as me, but you don't hesitate to bring out your weapon. Even if it is painful for you. I want to be more like you. But I knew it wasn't possible. However, after a while, I realized that there was no need. You like me for who I am. You told me I'd be able to save people, that my power can help. Because you said such encouraging words with such sincerity,

Ah, she wants to respond. But, the words don't seem to flow out. How can she describe the way this person makes her feels? Whenever she is with him, all sorts of emotions come pouring out. These feelings, Lyn knew this was what made Kazuya different from all the other guys. Some so many people could sympathize with her, but it is only Kazuya who she could relate with.

Lyn wanted to tell Kazuya that he is the most important person to her? How can she tell him she loves him? She doubts anyone can truly understand these feelings. She does not understand them herself, let alone another person.

Lyn eventually spoke up, and she mumbles, "I love you. Im glad your happy."

Maybe because she felt relieved, but Lyn felt the tears desperately fall from her eyes. She had been terrified. The thought of her directly hurting someone again made her tremble in fear.

"Yeah, I'm glad to. That you're safe."

He's thinking of her again. Even though... It's him that got hurt. "More importantly!" she turned to him and examined him for any injuries to have a small cut on his cheek. She frowns deeply, and Kazuya laughs.

"What is it?"

"I can't believe they hurt my Kazuya, I'm furious." She doesn't care what kind of organization they are, hurting Kazuya is a no.

"It's only a scratch. Besides, I'm more relieved that they didn't hurt your pretty face."

"Kazuya, I'm still angry, so that won't work. Besides, I got a scratch."

No matter what their reasonings are. In the end, they still hurt Kazuya. Her Kazuya. She can't dispel her anger right away. As she was thinking this, a pair of lips met hers. So comfortable. Kazuya's lips are so comforting. It was only brief, but for her, it was enough. It was special.

"Calm down." he drew back with a gentle smile. "Because you reacted quickly, all I got was a scratch, so I'm alright. Thank you."

"Ah, next time I'm holding onto you tightly," Lila mumbled. Next time she will ensure that n.o.body gets to scratch him.

She will hold him tight, so n.o.body will hurt him. So that nightmare won't repeat anymore. Eventually, Rhys got the necessary supplies out and walked over. "You have to be careful. Get this treated properly once you've reached your brother."

"Okay."

"Still, you have to admit that ambush came out of nowhere. Kazuya, are you sure those people were after you?"

"Yeah, it seemed a bit strange, especially after what you said," his gaze fell on her. "Lyn, the people who were after me last time, are now after you. The only thing I can think of is your brother. They are probably people who are against him."

A knowing ah escaped Rhys lips, "They must have been planning to antagonize him by kidnapping you."

"I see," Lyn looked down at her feet. What kind of problems has brother got himself involved in? Is he okay? Is he safe? But then again, according to Rhys and Kazuya, her brother is someone with power. The position he is in now seems to be a lot better than before. That ought to relieve her, but there was that picture, this Phantom thief thing.

Considering how she had so many things to worry about, so it is surprising that she can even think about this. But, her thoughts stray whenever it concerned those she cares about. The thief thing, huh? Lyn glanced at Kazuya. Maybe she can ask him more details on that? The thief thing? While it may not make sense to her. When Lyn figured it out, she did not think to judge him. Did she accept it? No, it was more like she did not have an opinion regarding the matter.