Who's Jealous? You're the Jealous One!

Jealous? A question mark slowly appeared over Luo Ye's head.

That word didn't suit Feitan at all. Why would Illumi say that?

Could it be because they had gotten familiar, and Feitan had led him astray?

If so, then it really was his fault. But he couldn't be blamed for that either. Life in Meteor City was so boring—there were no phones, TVs, or game consoles. If he didn't talk to people, he'd suffocate.

"Who's jealous? You're the jealous one!" Feitan reacted strongly. "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

But the embarrassment and irritation written all over his face weren't very convincing.

If Feitan had only stayed in Meteor City fighting over food and never come into contact with all sorts of other things, he might not have understood what Illumi meant today.

But he had met Luo Ye.

Over this period, he had been exposed to far too many stories and had come to understand quite a few things. So when Illumi asked that question, he really did understand it.

But he absolutely refused to admit that he was jealous. He just couldn't stand seeing Luo Ye value Illumi so highly.

Wasn't he just the eldest son of an assassin family? He had two eyes and one mouth, just like Feitan. What was so great about him? His strength didn't seem all that impressive either.

"If you're not jealous, why do you care so much?" Illumi refuted seriously. "I saw you glaring at me earlier."

Illumi believed that he hadn't done anything annoying before that. But the moment Luo Ye invited him, he saw Feitan glaring at him.

So Feitan really was jealous, wasn't he? Yet he still refused to admit it.

He just hadn't expected that people said only adults were stubborn enough to deny the truth, but children could be just as dishonest about their feelings.

Seeing Feitan stammering without being able to say anything, Illumi added, "If you really didn't care, why did you hide behind him and secretly glare at me? And glare at me several times?"

Facing Illumi's expression that clearly said, Admit it, you're jealous, Feitan ground his teeth bitterly. For the first time, he hated his own lack of words, unable to fiercely argue back.

But compared to the embarrassment of having his feelings exposed, an overwhelming panic surged through him.

It wasn't that Illumi's rebuttal had frightened him. It was just that now that this had been brought up, he didn't know what Yezi would think of him.

For people of Meteor City, anything involving men and women was basically unrelated to love and instead meant sexual desire. What if Yezi heard Illumi's words and misunderstood, thinking he only wanted to sleep with her?

Although he had indeed thought about such things before, he had never done anything. Even when he helped Yezi bandage her wounds and apply medicine, he had properly kept his eyes closed and not looked. He was absolutely not as filthy as those lecherous adults.

Luo Ye noticed Feitan's awkwardness and spoke up to help him out. "All right, what's the big deal? Sometimes, when Feitan and Machi get along a little better, I get jealous too!"

Wasn't it just like children getting jealous when two people played well together but not with them? Wasn't that perfectly normal?

Feitan was only jealous that he and Illumi were getting along well. It was just a child's jealousy acting up; it couldn't really count as being jealous, could it?

Machi, who had quietly stayed to one side and lowered her presence, only to be inexplicably dragged into this: "..."

She had already made herself as inconspicuous as possible. Why was she still getting dragged in? Wasn't a three-person showdown enough? Did they have to add her too?

Illumi looked at Luo Ye's clear eyes and fell speechless. How had he stayed in Meteor City for so long and remained so innocent?

Had he really never stumbled across a live sex show during all that time in Meteor City?