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Allen didn't get a chance to answer that, though, when somebody entered the room. It was the man named Rhys. Once he saw the sight before him, he walked over and grabbed hold of Lyn's wrist, "Wa—wait," the girl stammered, "Allen needs to rest, he hasn't slept..."
"I don't care," Rhys cursed, "Your not supposed to be here, anyway."
"I—I know, but," Lyn stammered.
Allen frowned at the way the man named Rhys was talking. Kazuya aside, why does this man think he can shout at Lyn? Judging from their conversation, she was supposed to do something important. But even if it's like that, he has no right to lecture her like this.
He quickly sat up, realizing he was making trouble for Lyn and proceeded to give this man a lecture when Rhys bent down and kissed the girl's lips.
"You seem not to want to listen to me, so I'll do as I wish."
"L---let's go already!" Lyn exclaimed as she stormed off.
Allen stood there frozen, what did he just see there?