Chapter 32

La-La Point of View

It’s been a week since Zayne gave me the ticket, and now I am packing my luggage.

*Ring;

I immediately answered it.’

“Senior,” said the voice on the other end. It’s Yuna.

“Yuna, is there any problem?” I asked her.

“No, I just called you because I miss you,” she said. How clingy this child is.

“Is that so? How is your work? Is everything going fine? It should be my responsibility to assist you,” I said.

Usually, new employees in the Love Hunter class are guided for months, but since I lost my ring, I can't help her at all. But even if I had the ring, I wouldn't be able to help her much longer since I will be done with my job soon.

“It’s hard, senior. There are days without any jobs. It’s difficult to find couples with other Love Hunters interfering or even other MTs,” she said.

“Well, that’s how it is. Our job is not easy,” I said.

"It's not a job—it's a punishment," Yuna said.

“I know that, but it’s hard,” she continued.

“You can bear with it,” I said to her. “And you can do it.”

“Yeah, I know, senior. By the way, did you hear that another Love Hunter has gone missing?” she asked.

“A what? In our class?” I asked, taken aback.

“Yeah, a Love Hunter. Did you hear any news from other hunter classes or another MT? Do they have the same situation, senior?” she asked me.

“I haven’t heard anything from Axel,” I said. “What if the wild ones are only targeting Love Hunters since we are the lowest and weakest?” Yuna asked, her tone filled with worry.

It’s actually concerning since there were already three missing Love Hunters, and now another one has been added. Are they only targeting Love Hunters?

“Better not panic, Yuna. Special forces and others are aware of this. Just don’t talk to other MTs, whether they are in the same class or different,” I said to her.

Things are getting out of hand. And this vacation—I don’t feel right about it. Should I continue?

"You're right, senior," Yuna said, her voice trembling slightly. "I just get so worried sometimes. It's like we're sitting ducks out here."

"I understand, Yuna. The situation is tense, but we need to stay calm and vigilant. We have to trust that the special forces are handling it. Just focus on your work and be cautious," I advised.

“Yeah, I’ll try. But you should be careful too, senior. Especially with that vacation coming up,” Yuna said, her concern eis obvious. I tell this to Yuna but not to Axel.

“I will. Thank you, Yuna. Just remember, if you ever feel unsafe or unsure about something, reach out to me or someone you trust,” I reassured her.

“Okay, senior. Thanks for always looking out for me. I should let you go finish packing,” she said, her tone lighter.

“Take care, Yuna. Stay safe,” I said before hanging up the phone.

A Few Momnets Later

Zayne helped me with my package, placing it carefully in the back of his car. “Is this everything you’re bringing?” he asked.

“Yes,” I replied.

“Did you buy some motion sickness patches?” he asked.

“Huh? What do you mean by that?” I asked, puzzled.

“Do you get motion sickness?” he inquired.

“No, I don’t, but do you?” I responded.

“No, I’m fine. But you might need them,” he said, looking at me thoughtfully.

I hadn't considered that. This would be my first time on a big boat, so I wasn’t sure how I’d handle it.

“Let’s just buy some at the pharmacy we’ll pass by,” he said calmly.

“Yeah, sure,” I agreed. Zayne closed the back door and then opened the front passenger door for me.

“Get in,” he said.

“Thank you,” I said as I got into the car. Zayne walked around to the driver’s side, got in, and started the engine.

“It will be a six-hour drive. Be prepared,” he said.

Six hours. That was quite a journey. I settled into my seat, trying to push aside my worries about the vacation and the missing Love Hunters. For now, I would focus on the road ahead and trust that everything would work out.

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A Few Moments Later

It was already night by the time we arrived at the yacht, and I felt dizzy from the long drive. Zayne noticed immediately.

“Are you okay, Lanaya?” he asked, concern is in his voice.

“I think the long drive got to me,” I admitted, holding my head.

Zayne quickly moved to my side, gently guiding me out of the car. “Come on, let’s get you inside and settled.”

We made our way to the yacht, Zayne supporting me every step of the way. Once on board, he led me to a spacious cabin with a comfortable bed. My roon.

“Lie down, Lanaya. I’ll get you some water and see if there’s anything to help with your dizziness,” he said, his tone reassuring.

I nodded, grateful for his help. As I lay down, Zayne disappeared for a moment and returned with a glass of water and a cool cloth. He handed me the water and gently placed the cloth on my forehead.

“Just rest for a bit. The fresh air and some rest will help,” he said softly.

He is really nice, but I have this feeling inside me that makes me uncomfortable.

“It’s really the best since you are a doctor,” I said jokingly. He looked at me and smiled.

“Even if I wasn’t a doctor, I would do this for you,” he said.

Once again, I felt something inside me, a sense of unease. I forced a bitter smile.

“Let me have five minutes of this, and then I will help you unpack your things,” I said to him.

“No, I can take care of the rest, even your things,” he insisted.

“No, no,” I immediately declined his offer. “This is far enough help. I can’t bother you too much. You should take a rest.”

“No, I can do it. Don’t worry,” he said with his sweet voice.

The mix of emotions was making me bitter. I didn’t want to feel this way.

"Zayne," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I appreciate everything you’ve done for me, but I need to do some things on my own. It’s just dizziness. Later, I can move well," I said. As an MT, we heal fast.

"If you insist," he said. "Just close your eyes for five minutes. I’ll have them put your luggage here and my luggage in the next room."

"Sure," I replied, watching him stand up and leave the room.

Five minutes later, I opened my eyes as the smell of food filled the room. I saw Zayne setting some dishes on the kitchen table.

"Where did you get that?" I asked, immediately deciding to sit up. Zayne quickly came over to assist me, gently removing the cloth from my head.

"The buffet for dinner already started, so I decided to get you some food so you can eat comfortably here rather than going to the crowd," he said.

I felt a wave of gratitude and a bit of guilt. "Thank you, Zayne. You didn’t have to go through all that trouble."

"It’s no trouble at all," he said with a smile. "I just want to make sure you’re comfortable."

He helped me to the table, and I saw a spread of delicious-looking dishes. "You really went all out," I remarked, feeling my appetite return.

"I wanted to make sure you had a variety to choose from," he said. "Take your time and enjoy."

As I started to eat, I noticed how thoughtfully he had chosen the food, picking things I liked. He knew exactly what I liked to eat and what drinks I preferred. This guy…

"You really thought this through. Thank you so much. I will return the favor to you," I said to him.

"No, no, don’t bother. You're supposed to enjoy your time here," he said.

I smiled. "You mean we're supposed to enjoy our time here," I said, correcting him.

Zayne chuckled. "You're right. We are supposed to enjoy this time together."

The Next Day

"Bruh, what are you doing here?!" I asked Axel as I bumped into him on my way to the swimming pool. I woke up this morning feeling good since Zayne gave me a motion sickness patch, but as soon as I was heading to the pool, I ran into this dude.

"I'm supposed to ask you that! You're not supposed to be here," he retorted.

"Well, I am here—and how can you even afford this?" I shot back.

"You're changing the topic. How come you are here?" he pressed.

"I asked you first, you fool," I said.

"I'm here on a mission," he replied.

"Mission? You mean someone is dying here?" I asked, my voice dropping to a whisper.

We fell silent for a moment.

"Before I answer that, how come you are here? I know you don’t have enough cash to afford this," he said, sounding suspicious.

Ugh, he seems to be insulting me for some reason.

"What's going on here?" a voice asked behind my back. It was Zayne. Axel's eyebrows narrowed as he looked at me.

"Don't tell me you came with that guy?" Axel asked through telepathy.

"What if I did?" I responded the same way.

"You've got to be kidding me, Lala," he said.

Zayne, sensing the tension, stepped closer. "Do you have any problem with Ms. Lanaya?" he asked Axel, his tone firm.

"No, just with you," Axel answered rudely.

Axel grabbed my left hand and started to pull me, but Zayne held onto my right hand, stopping Axel's attempt to pull me away.

Here we go again. Ugh.

"Let go of her," Zayne said, his voice icy.

"She's coming with me," Axel insisted, his grip tightening.

"I don't think so," Zayne replied, not loosening his hold.

Caught in the middle, I felt the tension escalate. "Both of you, stop!" I finally shouted, pulling my hands free from both of them. "What is wrong with you two?"

"Let’s talk," Axel said, his voice low and intense as he stood inches away from my face. His anger was obvious.

Before I could react, Zayne stepped in, pulling me gently back. "Just what is Mr. Axel doing threatening Ms. Lanaya?" he asked, his tone firm but controlled. He released my hand, taking a protective stance.

Axel, visibly flustered, ran his hand through his hair in frustration. "You don’t understand how big of a problem this is, you and...," he started, but his words he cut it off.

"Lala, let’s talk for a while," Axel said, his tone softening slightly. It was clear he wanted to discuss something important.

I glanced at Zayne, who gave me a reassuring nod. "You can go to the pool first," I said to him. "Be careful."

Zayne’s eyes held a mix of concern and understanding. "Yeah," I replied with a smile, trying to convey that I was okay.

Zayne gave me one last look before heading towards the pool, leaving Axel and me alone.

Axel gripped my wrist and pulled me away, guiding us to the side of the yacht. The wind was brisk, and it whipped my hair around as the sunlight bathed us both. Axel’s expression was a mixture of frustration and something else—jealousy, perhaps.

“How come you’re with him?” Axel’s voice was tinged with a sharp edge, more than just concern.

I looked at him, steadying myself against the breeze. “Since you mentioned removing Zayne’s memories, I decided to come here,” I said, hoping to clarify my actions. Axel’s confusion arise to his face.

“What’s the connection?” he asked, his brow furrowed.

“If you were going to remove Zayne’s memories, I would have had to find another way to fulfill my wish for a vacation,” I explained. “Collecting money for a trip like this is hard. Zayne won this vacation in a work lottery and offered it to me. Given that I might not have another chance, I decided to accept his offer. Axel, I don’t know what the future holds for me, whether I’ll be reincarnated or what might happen. This is a stroke of luck, so I took it.”

Axel sighed deeply and leaned back against the yacht’s railing, his frustration is obvious. “Why do you trust him so much?” he asked, his voice of disbelief.

“Huh?” I responded, taken aback.

“Huh?” he asked.

I never mention I trust Zayne though- “I’m talking about the opportunity of this vacation” I said to him.

“huh?” he asked

“Huh?” I asked.

Axel’s question seemed to rub me the wrong way. I kicked his knee sharply. “Are you messing with me? Huh?” I asked in a stern tone.

Axel winced, his face contorting in pain. “Ouch! That hurts,” he exclaimed, rubbing his knee.

“Don’t overreact,” I said, trying to remain calm despite the irritation I feel.

But then Axel got serious “ To be honest we are in danger” he said.