Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 235. Figure
I smirked at the face above me.
"Don’t get cocky."
"I wouldn’t dare." Henry’s eyes wandered to my lips, and I licked them, feeling that his heated stare was drying them out.
Henry chuckled deeply when I heard someone clearing his throat.
I turned my head and found Anti-Guy on the mat next to us with Glasses-Guy; the former had a deep red face, while the latter averted his eyes.
"What?" I looked back at Henry, who stood up after meeting my gaze.
"What’s with you?" I asked Anti-Guy while Henry pulled me up.
He just shook his head, and the lesson continued.
Next was the breathing lesson; after that, a few rounds on the running track.
Not having found any room as private as our bathroom, I finally resigned to really use it for the test. So, after running, I dragged Henry out in our black running clothes.
"Let’s shower in our room."
"Okay." Henry didn’t seem to want to go with the others either and followed me obediently. After getting rid of my smartwatch, and Henry doing the same, we entered the bathroom.
I grabbed Henry’s collar and pulled him down.
"What I wanted to tell you is that I can teleport."
Henry froze before grabbing my shoulders, creating distance between us, to look at the ceiling in fear that somehow a camera had popped up in our absence.
"Really?" He asked, and I nodded.
I envisioned the triangle on the coin’s surface and threw it, teleporting two steps away from Henry.
I should have warned him before doing it because there was absolute horror washing over Henry’s face when he spotted me not even half a second later.
Henry walked to me and hugged me tightly.
"Don’t do it just like that."
"Sorry." I said muffledly while being pressed against his chest.
"I want to test if I can teleport with you; is that okay?" I asked and felt him nod against my head, not letting go.
It works like this as well. I hugged him and teleported again, only a step away.
I turned my head to the left to look at Henry, whose arms grabbed the air, looking horrified again, as if I had just traumatized him more deeply.
So I can’t take people with me.
"I want to test teleporting out of the building," I said to him.
He lightly shook his head before pausing and nodding.
"Okay."
"I don’t have to do it now..." If you look at me so pitifully, how can I just disappear again?
Henry ran a hand through his hair, looked away, and took a deep breath.
"Try it. If you aren’t back in 10 minutes..."
"Don’t worry; I’m back immediately." I flipped the coin, envisioning the mountain I had seen.
Contrary to when the table was flipped, with the carving of the giant on it, the scenery did not unfold before my eyes again, melting together with the room I was in.
Instead, I suddenly found myself inside the forest of the mountain in question. A deer that licked the snow nearby froze before running away from me.
I took a deep breath of the fresh mountain air, grinning. It was a bummer that I couldn’t take people with me, but experiencing that I could really move such distances was lifting my mood quite a bit.
After taking a handful of snow, I teleported back, finding Henry standing in the same spot, his expression flooding with relief upon seeing me.
I threw the snow at him, noting that I could take inanimate objects with me, which was also good—well, it was obvious, or I would have appeared butt-naked every time I teleported.
"Who’s getting cocky now?" He lifted me and put me on his shoulder.
"What the fuck?" The next thing I knew, water splashed down on me, and I broke into a fit of laughter.
"So childish!" I stopped trying to get down and let my arms and legs hang in defeat while Henry moved in a circle to get me as wet as possible.
When he finally put me down, we were both drenched.
I punched his shoulder and pulled my black shirt over my head. After I did so, I found that Henry had done the same, looking at me hungrily, his face obscured by his wet hair.
I’ve got to feed this dog, or he will jump me for a bone.
Let’s hurry and go eat.
I turned around to get rid of my pants, not looking back during the rest of the shower, though our bodies touched here and there because the space wasn’t really that big, nor was the showerhead.
When I heard him dutifully going out again, bringing me fresh clothes, I turned off the shower and dried myself in the meantime.
"Ah." I remembered the last test I wanted to conduct when Henry came back clothed, and with my stuff.
"I want to take a look at your current nearest counterpart."
"Are you sure?" He asked me worriedly.
"Don’t you want to retire from these things, at least for now?"
"I’ll just take a look." I put on clothes before grabbing Henry’s wrist when he flung me into his arms.
"Do it like this. And don’t teleport away again without warning me." Sounding so desperate and scared, what should I do with you?
"Alright." I hugged him back and squeezed him for a moment before I flipped the coin.
Palm, golden, past of Henry’s closed counterpart, eyes and ears uncovered.
Something changed in my usual point of view—while typically my own self would be ’erased’ during the visions, and I couldn’t ’think’ autonomously, this time I could.
I stand in what looks like a forest with gigantic trees reaching up endlessly.
There is green grass and brown earth under my feet, and only when I bend down do I notice that these things are made of tiny crystals. The trees, the grass, a few flowers—everything here is made of them. The sky shimmers pinkish, and the light coming from above beautifully reflects in every one of these endless little crystals, giving off a breathtaking picture.
Beside me is a sculpture with human proportions, looking smooth and shiny, also made of these crystals, but contrary to the others, as if polished for a long time.
There are no features and no faces on these milky figures; their joints are ball-like, their fingers close together.
These figures, if they were in wood and much smaller remind me of the figurine I had when I learned drawing.
The one beside me should be Henry’s counterpart.
A group of twenty people in working suits, though disheveled as hell, are scattered not far away, walking along the landscape with many of these unmoving figures, all standing motionlessly.
I watch them, one of them coming closer to a sculptural figure and waving his hand in front of it.
"What is this?" The worker mumbles, gripping his half-destroyed suitcase as if his life depended on it.
"Can you see me, bro?" I ask him, but he doesn’t notice me at all. Figured.
I sigh and turn around.
When he continues to walk, passing me, the others follow him. They don’t seem to have a target but are wandering disoriented and slowly, as if dragging themselves ahead in hope of finding civilization at some point again.
I follow as well, but after about five meters, I can’t move forward. Apparently, I have to stay near Henry’s counterpart, which is logical in some way.
The group walks very slowly, and I watch as they pass me.
While observing, I see something strange in the direction they move towards.
A sculpture far in the back has changed places.
It moves, walking slowly towards the group.
"STOP!" I yell, though I know they won’t hear me. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
It takes a few minutes when the leading worker halts by himself, noticing that something is wrong.
Yet the moment he stops, the figure does as well.
He turns around and walks to a coworker behind him, and I see the figure continuing on its path to slowly follow him the moment he shows his back to it.
