The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era



WULFRIC felt cold sweat dripping down his back. Although Aster asked that question with a smile on his face, the emotion in his dark obsidian eyes told him that he would seriously slap him if he didn't give a satisfactory answer.

He gulped. In situations like this, it's better to just tell the truth. The more excuses he made, the worse it would be for him.

"It's on that day when that trash hired some goons to harass you at school," he said honestly.

Under normal circumstance, he probably wouldn't remember such an event. Despite having a brain that could remember everything if he wanted to, he usually chose to 'file' things he found useless at the very corner of his brain. If needed, he could easily 'retrieve' them.

Of course, he wouldn't file anything that had something to do with Aster as useless. That's why he still remembered what happened back then, as clear as day. Not to mention how angry he was when he heard of what happened then. So, there's no way he would have forgotten it.

Astrid was quite surprised when the other didn't hesitate to tell the truth. He tried to remember the day he mentioned, and it quickly appeared in his mind. It's not really hard to do so since there's only one instance when a 'trash', as Wulfric said, hired some thugs to do some unsavory things to him. Not to mention, it was also the day that he and Snow formally exchanged names.

If he remembered correctly, Wulfric suddenly appeared at his apartment door that night. And the reason for that sudden appearance was none other than the incident that happened during the day.

There's nothing much that happened during the other's visit. He only remembered calming him down, brewing him a cup of tea, and giving him some leftover dishes from dinner. And oh, that was also the night he discovered that Wulfric was actually 'White Wolf', his number one fan.

So, yes, it was a very memorable day.

But he didn't expect that Wulfric did something else then. That was what, over two months ago?

He narrowed his eyes at the other. "And which unit did you rent?"

Once again, Wulfric avoided his gaze. Looking very much guilty about something. Hmm? What else did this guy do?

Instead of answering confidently, Wulfric mumbled, "Ah, it's the top floor."

"It's on the top floor?"

"No, ahm, it's the whole top floor," Wulfric said, his voice getting smaller and smaller with each word.

Astrid blinked, unsure whether he heard the other correctly. But looking at his expression, and thinking of the fact that the other certainly had the money to rent the whole floor, it didn't seem like he was joking at all.

"Why would you be renting the whole floor?"

At this question, Wulfric began to ponder whether to still tell Aster the truth. Wouldn't he look like some stalker if he said that he actually bought the whole building? But if he didn't and Aster decided to visit the top floor, he would see that it was now converted to a suite. How could he that happen if he only rented the whole floor? Aster would immediately guess that he had been lying.

He let out a deep sigh and decided to tell the truth once again. "I... bought the whole building and converted the whole floor into a suite."

Now Astrid was completely speechless after hearing that. He didn't know which one he should be more surprised of—that he didn't notice that there was actually some construction work going on at the top floor of this building, or that Wulfric was now his landlord.

It was at this moment that a good bottle of beer would be very much appreciated. But since he didn't have any alcoholic drink in this apartment, he simply poured himself a glass of cold water and drank it in one gulp.

Seeing how Aster reacted, Wulfric quickly explained, "I didn't do it to stalk you or anything. I just... I just thought that this building has a good location. And before I knew it, I ended up buying it."

  That's a very weak excuse. Astrid wanted to say that in a very sarcastic tone. But he held himself back. Because he suddenly thought of one thing—the sudden upgrade of the building's security system. Coincidentally, this update occurred some time two months ago. Probably just when Wulfric bought this whole building.

Knowing the other, he already had an idea why he did it. Especially once he guessed what could have pushed him to make such a decision. The incident that happened to him that day was probably what pushed Wulfric to do that. Most likely thinking that he could ensure his safety at a place he considered home by doing so.

Thinking of that, Astrid could hardly bring himself to get angry.

"I don't think you're a stalker. I just think you have a tendency to overreact sometimes. Just like what you did with this whole apartment thing. I know you probably did it thinking of my safety, but was there really a need to buy the whole building? Aren't you wasting too much money?"

At first, Wulfric was overcome with joy because Aster didn't think of him as a stalker and even understood why he did what he did. But when the topic of money came, he quickly said, "No, this is definitely not a waste of money! I actually have too much money in my hands that I barely know what to do with it. So, buying this small building was not that big of a deal. It barely put a dent in my savings."

Wulfric said it in such a proud manner that Astrid didn't know if he should laugh or just be annoyed. "Oh yes, I almost forgot that I'm standing in front of our Empire's one and only prince. I apologize for my lack of wisdom."

Wulfric blushed at Aster's remarks, only to realize a few seconds later that the other was just teasing him.

"So, is there anything else our dear prince is hiding that has a connection to me?" Aster asked before he could respond to his teasing.