Chapter 63 Before the Storm
After Nuhra came back, Chris was not as sleepy anymore. He sat on the bed, quietly waiting for Nuhra to wash up in the bathroom.
Chris was just immersed in the excitement and sweetness of Nuhra's return home, and forgot to ask Nuhra what he had learned from the military academy leaders, and also forgot to ask him to prepare in advance for the meeting on Saturday... But these are not important things, it doesn't matter if he finds time to talk about them tomorrow.
Nuhra, wearing silk pajamas, walked out of the smoky bathroom. When she walked to Chris, she carried a faint fragrance of freshness after bathing.
Seeing Nuhra already sitting on the bed, Chris threw back the covers and lay down. Nuhra also lay down beside him, hugging Chris from behind. Chris seemed to have a thought and teased, "You said you were going to move out? You're back in less than a day... Brother, you really can't bear to leave me."
Nuhra chuckled softly in Chris's ear. "Yes, you're so charming, I just had no choice but to give in..." Chris just laughed along and changed the subject. "Brother, I've asked my friends to come over this Saturday afternoon. Do you have time?"
Nuhra didn't give him a definite answer right away, but simply agreed, "Okay, I'll let Louis check the schedule first."
Kris turned to face Nuhra, gently covered his eyes with his hands, and whispered, "Brother, go to sleep." Nuhra said nothing, and hugged Kris even tighter.
Finally feeling Nuhra's presence after the cold war, Chris fell asleep peacefully. He slept soundly that night, and the next morning, he and Nuhra opened their eyes at the same time, a long time ago.
Nuhra, after years of military service, had no habit of staying in bed. When the alarm went off, he quickly jumped out of bed and washed up. Chris didn't actually have classes today and didn't need to return to the academy, but he couldn't sleep. He sat up straight in bed, stunned, watching Nuhra's movements.
Nuhra was buttoning the cuffs of her shirt as she walked out of the bathroom with her head lowered. When she looked up again, she met the bewildered Chris's eyes, and a smile rippled across her brows. "You're up so early, why don't you get some more sleep?"
Chris shook his head, got up from the bed and walked towards Nuhra... Nuhra didn't understand and subconsciously stood still. However, Chris ignored him and walked into the bathroom.
The bathroom door was not closed. Chris was brushing his teeth and washing his face. Nuhra walked to the door and stared at Chris's back.
"Where are you going so early in the morning? Why are you in such a hurry?" Nuhra casually asked Chris why he got up early.
Kris swished the mouthwash down his throat a few times before slowly spitting it out into the sink. He then carefully wiped his face with a wet towel before turning to answer Nuhra's question: "My friends are coming tomorrow, so I'm going to do some shopping in advance."
Chris put down the towel in his hand, turned around and walked a few steps closer to Nuhra, leaning over to kiss Nuhra's smooth neck under the loosened shirt collar. Nuhra only smelled a burst of crisp fragrance, followed by a momentary numbness and pain in her collarbone.
"You're biting again..." Nuhra wanted to push Chris away and grabbed Chris's lower arms with both hands, looking like she was trying to resist him, but in the end she didn't do anything.
Chris stopped there and just took a light bite, leaving an inconspicuous tooth mark. He loosened his mouth and found a good position at the crook of Nuhra's neck, keeping his head down and even leaning forward. Nuhra noticed his little thoughts and opened her arms to hug him.
"Come home early tonight, brother... I'll wait for you." There was a hint of coquettishness in Corris's tone. His arm passed from Nuhra's waist and stroked his back.
Nuhra smiled without saying anything, lowered her head and touched Corris's earlobe with her warm lips, "Let's go, I'm going to work."
Kris and Nuhra tugged at each other until they reached the bedroom door, but Kris finally stood there, watching Nuhra descend. Once Nuhra had completely vanished from the villa, Kris returned to his room, retrieved the device he had forgotten since waking up, and headed to the restaurant for dinner.
Chris casually poked at the ingredients on his plate with his knife and fork, then thought of his shopping needs and decided to have the smart butler make a list for him. Even the shopping itself could be done by the smart system, but Chris figured he'd only been in the neighborhood for a few days and would take a walk around the nearby shopping center to get acclimated.
"...Okay, let's go!" After absentmindedly finishing his breakfast, Chris grabbed his terminal and headed for the garage. Today, he was heading to the busiest area of the block, and driving a car too low-profile would only make him look overly conspicuous... Chris pondered the neatly arranged hovercars in the garage for a moment before finally settling on a more common mid-range to high-end model.
As for that eye-popping sports car, Chris got goosebumps just by looking at it, not only because of its value, but also because of the ridiculous behavior he and Nuhra had once had in it... Stop! Chris braced himself and walked towards the car he had chosen without looking away.
While making a shopping list for Chris, the smart butler also inputs the supermarket's location into the car system in advance, and can take Chris to the designated location as soon as he gets in the car.
Chris sat still in the stable carriage, checking the list provided by the smart butler through the holographic screen inside the car, and adding and deleting some items on it.
The villa's location proved advantageous once again. Before Chris had even been in the car for long, he had already reached the heart of the neighborhood. He temporarily shut off the holographic screen and cast his gaze out the window at the cold, towering skyscrapers.
The hovercraft slowly turned the corner and pulled into the parking lot. Entering the commercial plaza, Chris looked around leisurely. A android waiter stepped forward and gave Chris a pre-programmed, polite smile. "Hello, welcome to the SAS Commercial Complex in the Third Block. How can I help you?"
Chris transmitted the shopping list to the waiter face-to-face. The waiter understood and said, "Please rest for a while within the commercial area. We will arrange everything for you."
Corris nodded, watched the waiter leave, and then began to wander through the commercial complex. He passed many magnificently decorated shops selling all kinds of luxury goods, from luxurious clothing made from special silks from remote star systems to various accessories made by the highest level of imperial craftsmanship... everything was available.
Chris did not forget the idea of buying a gift for Nuhra. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he decided to learn more about the prices on the capital planet so that he could set a suitable goal for his money-saving plan.
However, he thought that Nuhra would not be interested in most of the goods here. After all, with Nuhra's status and position, he probably already owned 80% of the things here. Chris had never seen him wear any special jewelry in his daily life, except for their wedding rings.
Alas, Chris sighed, feeling that gift-giving is indeed a science... Whether it is given to ordinary guests who are not so familiar, or to close people who are by your side, there are countless considerations.
Looking at the various promotions in the shops, Chris got some inspiration... Since Nuhra was used to seeing these well-designed items, he could think of a way to give her something different... like jewelry designed by Chris?
Forget it, let's not have the jewelry. Coris hoped that his gift could always be with Nuhra, even if he was not there, Nuhra would think of him as soon as she saw the gift.
At first, Chris was determined not to go into any shops to look around, but as he continued walking forward, he saw many fashionable clothes. When he saw something he liked, he subconsciously began to think about how the clothes would look on him and Nuhra.
Unconsciously, his thoughts loosened a lot. Chris was attracted by a dark green tweed coat displayed in a store window. He imagined that if this coat was put on Nuhra, his already superior figure would definitely look even more attractive... Finally, Chris couldn't resist the temptation and stepped into the store.
Just as Chris was about to find a free waiter in the store to inquire about the price and size of the coat, he heard a familiar and unpleasant voice: "Pack all of these for me... What!? What do you mean they're out of stock? You have to bring them to me now!"
"I'm sorry, member. Most of the items you selected are on display in our store and need to be restocked," the salesperson explained kindly to the furious male customer. "They'll be ready from the warehouse within half an hour. Please be patient."
"Then I don't want it. Just wait, I'm going to complain to you!" The male customer still looked unwilling to give in. Chris was annoyed and walked around the decorations in the store to exchange glances with the customer. Both of them were surprised - it was Duke Johnson.
Damn it! Curris cursed inwardly. He hadn't expected his luck to be so bad. He'd run into this guy on his rare outing. Duke Johnson was full of suspicion, his expression complicated. He hadn't expected Curris to show up.
"Nar? Why are you here?" Duke took the initiative and attacked first. Based on his understanding of Corris, he didn't seem like the kind of person who would appear in such a place.
Chris ignored Duke and politely said to the nearest salesperson, "Please help me pack a dark green coat from the window based on this body data and debit the money directly to my account... If it's not in stock, I can wait for it to be dispatched." The waiter heard Chris's request and quickly left the awkward place to go and buy it.
"Hey, I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?" Duke rushed to Curris's side and tried to grab Curris's shoulders and turn him towards himself. Curris was prepared and twisted his body to avoid him.
He faced Duke expressionlessly, "Who are you talking to?" His voice was not loud, but it was intimidating enough that Duke was stopped in his tracks by Chris.
"Ha! Where did you learn this? Where is the Corisnar who used to crawl at my feet? I still prefer to see you like that..." Duke was used to being domineering. He would bully whoever he wanted, especially those whom he had bullied before.
If it were the Corris before he traveled through time, he might have just let it go... But things were different now. Corris didn't take Duke's low-tech threat seriously at all, responding calmly, "You talk too much. It's annoying."
"Oh, I really am..." Duke was immediately furious and was about to explode. Chris didn't want to cause any trouble outside: "Go crazy yourself, the patrol is on the way."
At this moment, the android salesperson who had just left returned, holding a packaged coat and handing it to Chris. "Thank you for your patronage. You're welcome to come back next time."
Chris snorted at Duke, took the gift bag from the salesperson, and turned to leave the store. Duke instinctively wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by several salespeople: "Sir, your goods have not been checked out yet."
"Damn, why are you stopping me?! I don't want these things!" Duke looked around and tried to break through the crowd, but was blocked. He watched Chris's back disappear before his eyes.
Chris temporarily broke away from Duke's entanglement in the store and quickened his pace back to the parking garage. The items on the shopping list had been loaded into the car, so he did not stop and drove out of the shopping mall at an accelerated speed.
"System, activate anti-tracking mode." Although Chris was not afraid of the timid Duke, he was still worried that this person would track his whereabouts and discover his relationship with Nuhra, so he had better be cautious.
After a trepidation-filled journey, Chris's hovercraft safely carried him back to the villa. He instructed the intelligent butler to put away the purchased ingredients, grabbed a few nutrition bars for lunch, and then immediately set out to find a suitable venue for a large meeting.
This villa was purchased and renovated by Nuhra in a short period of time. The rooms in the villa can meet basic functions, but there is no special small meeting room... Chris didn't want to talk about things in the living room, so he shifted his gaze to the constant temperature greenhouse standing in the garden.
The design of the villa garden is roughly the same as that of Nuhra's manor in the second block. A separate constant temperature greenhouse is also built where visitors can appreciate unique flowers from other galaxies.
Chris had been inside before. The large greenhouse had an ingenious pavilion in the center, accommodating up to ten people. Fearing his memory might be wrong, he consulted the intelligent butler. After receiving a positive response, he and the butler began decorating the greenhouse together.
When Nuhra returned from the military headquarters in the evening, he encountered this scene: Corris was wearing a black tight-fitting high-necked base shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his arms, his hair was slightly loose and messy, and his sword-like eyebrows were furrowed in thought... He looked heroic, neat and handsome.
Chris didn't hear Nuhra coming back. He was still confirming the arrangements with the intelligent butler, while his brain was working rapidly, reviewing whether he had missed anything.
Nuhra quietly stepped up behind Kris and, like prey, scooped him up into her arms. Kris was startled and instinctively elbowed behind him, but Nuhra mitigated the attack.
With Nuhra tightly gripping his waist, Kris had to twist his upper body with difficulty to confirm her identity... He was caught off guard by Nuhra's playful gaze, and immediately relaxed. He breathed a sigh of relief, then feigned dissatisfaction and said, "Brother... don't scare me. You're making my heart leap."
Nuhra buried her head in the back of Chris's neck and said, "I can't help it. I want to hug you as soon as I see you. Is this also my problem?" Chris fell silent and reached out to touch something on the sofa.
Nuhra was curious, but she had no intention of letting go of Kris, and the two of them moved like conjoined twins. After much difficulty, Kris finally reached the gift bag and turned around to face Nuhra.
"What is this?" Nuhra raised an eyebrow and asked. Kris smiled slyly and held the bag in front of Nuhra in a mysterious manner, "Open it and take a look!"
Nuhra readily accepted the offer and opened the package, revealing the dark green tweed jacket that Chris had bought in the store today, neatly stacked inside.
"A gift for me?" Nuhra said with a smile. She took the clothes out of the bag and spread them out in front of Chris. "They look really good... Can you help me put them on and try them on?"
Chris was happy to oblige, helping Nuhra put on his coat, carefully tugging at the edges. For the first time, Chris was satisfied with his own fashion sense as he looked at Nuhra.
Nuhra seemed to like the dress very much. He didn't take it off immediately and asked, "Why did you suddenly think of buying clothes for me?"
"I was walking around the commercial district while shopping today and saw this coat. I thought it would suit you very well, so I bought it for you." Chris's eyes were full of Nuhra, and he looked like he was asking for praise.
"I like it very much," Nuhra smiled and pinched Corris's cheek. "I'll take a day off tomorrow and wait for your friends at home with you."
"Okay..." Chris looked at Nuhra's handsome face with deep features, and with a surge of emotion, he kissed Nuhra on the lips. Nuhra fulfilled his wish and deepened the kiss until their tongues touched...
Chris felt that he could no longer stop the car, so he hurriedly held down Nuhra. The two of them barely separated, both breathing slightly.
"...I find I'm becoming increasingly dependent on you, brother," Corris said softly. His blood was burning, and he felt as if a thousand fireworks were blooming in his mind...
"I will never leave you." Nuhra's tone was light and normal, as if she was saying something very ordinary.
After a while of rubbing and hugging with Kris, Nohra's coat became a little wrinkled, so Nohra offered to take it off and put it away. Kris half-sat on the back of the sofa, his eyes focused on Nohra's every move.
"Come to think of it, when I was buying you clothes today, I ran into Duke Johnson," Kris scoffed, recalling that unexpected and highly unwelcome encounter. "That guy continues to be his shameless scumbag."
Nuhra paused for a moment as she packed her clothes. She glanced sideways at Corris, making sure he looked okay, and then asked, "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"
"He wouldn't dare to do that in front of so many people." A hint of sneer crossed Kris's face. "I was afraid he would follow me, so I came back after buying things."
Nuhra's brow furrowed slightly. "I'll continue to send people to keep an eye on him. Now that we have evidence, that Johnson brat won't be able to run around anymore."
In Corris's eyes, Duke is essentially a little gangster who doesn't understand the situation. In addition, Nuhra has already promised to investigate thoroughly, so this person is not to be feared.
Nuhra put on the coat that Corris had given her, glanced in the direction of the restaurant, and suggested, "Why don't we go have dinner first?"
Hearing Nuhera's suggestion, Corris woke up as if from a dream and said in embarrassment: "Brother, I forgot to ask the intelligent system to prepare dinner."
Nuhra wasn't hungry at all, and she suggested eating just to help Chris change his mood and not worry too much about tomorrow's meeting. Unexpectedly, Chris, who loved food, would forget to eat in such a tense state.
Nuhra smiled helplessly and poked the corner of Corris' mouth with her finger, "Aren't you hungry, baby?"
Chris shook his head honestly, looking innocent: "I'm really not hungry... Brother, are you hungry?" He only ate some nutrition bars at noon, but in the afternoon he ate whatever snacks he could find while thinking, which actually helped him feel full.
Nuhra didn't have any specific requirements for eating. The reason he started to resume the habit of formal meals in the evening was because of Chris... If it weren't for Chris, he would have just made do with nutrition bars or nutrition liquids.
Finally, Chris and Nuhra, who had been busy all day, chose to sit together on the sofa and eat nutrition bars... Chris was worried about tomorrow's arrangements for a long time, and it was not until Nuhra came back to him that he felt tired and wanted to have a good rest.
This weariness was evident in the increasingly slow chewing of Kris, and the heavy eyelids that repeatedly closed under his breath. Nuhra, who was constantly observing Kris, had a look of worry on his face. After all, for him, Kris's stable health was of paramount importance.
Nuhra's palm brushed across Kris's face. Kris felt the comfortable warmth of his palm, squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and sighed, "I'm so sleepy, so tired..."
Nuhra gently took the half-eaten nutrition bar from Chris's hand. Chris swallowed the food in his mouth and lay on Nuhra's thighs as if exhausted. He looked at Nuhra from below: "Brother, what will happen if we make our relationship public one day?" Chris couldn't control his wild thoughts and threw the question to his most trusted lover.
"Blessings and praises, or rumors and gossip... I swear on my life that I will always face it with you." Nohra said his answer without hesitation, as fluently as if he had rehearsed it countless times in his mind.
"I will love you like this until the day I die..." For the first time, Coris observed Nuhra from this perspective and made his most sober and firm vow in his decadence.
Nuhra's golden eyes were deep, and her fingertips brushed the lips of the lover in her arms. The words she said had nothing to do with the previous words: "Let's not talk about this anymore... Let's take a shower and rest, together."
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