His Sexual Addiction

Chapter 44: Another Kurt Incident

". . . Then, why not stay the night here? Nobody's using the other side of our apartment, so you can crash there," Aunt Tarling kindly suggested, a warm smile on her face. I glanced at my two companions, Kiro and Dodong, and they both nodded in agreement. The idea of staying in one of Aunt Tarling's nearby rental apartments seemed like a good plan. But, for a moment, I wondered if they assumed we didn't have the right clothes to sleep in. Aunt Tarling seemed to read my thoughts and reassured me, "Don't worry about clothes, dear niece. We've got some you can borrow that will fit you just fine. You'll only be here for one night, after all." Her thoughtfulness erased any doubts I had. Staying over wouldn't be a hassle, and it could actually be a fun little adventure. We could head back home the next day without any problem. With a grateful smile, I said, "Alright, Aunt. Thanks a lot! That's really nice of you." Feeling appreciative, the three of us said our goodbyes and stepped out into the evening air. The barangay had a different feel with the evening lights for the fiesta, casting a soft golden light over the streets. As we strolled along, the anticipation of the fireworks show heightened with every passing moment. The crowd was gradually assembling at the heart of the night, eager to witness the spectacle. Even amid the excitement, I could still hear Dodong's tiny grumbles as he clung to my arm. "Don't hold me back, Dodong! You want to see the fireworks too, don't you? Ugh," I sighed in response, trying to convince him that staying put was the right thing to do. We were currently inside the grandstand, and I couldn't help but notice the impressive organization our Barangay had put together for this event. Gone was the simple roof, replaced now with a transparent canopy that allowed us to marvel at the stars twinkling in the night sky. This transparent roof was the stage where the dazzling fireworks display would unfold. "The fireworks will begin a bit later, sis Lyka. Let's step outside for a while! My rear end is starting to ache from sitting here for so long!" Dodong complained again, fidgeting on the hard seat. I was just about to respond when Kiro, ever the considerate one, rose from his seat and took Dodong's hand in his.

"Come on, Dodong. Your sister looks tired so let her rest here. Let's take a little walk to stretch our legs," he suggested to my sibling, while casting a thoughtful gaze in my direction. Dodong's face lit up with joy, and he enthusiastically tightened his grip on Kiro's hand. "Let's go, big brother!" he exclaimed with glee. Kiro signaled for me to go ahead, and so I simply nodded, granting them this moment together. I watched them walk away, Dodong chattering animatedly while Kiro listened attentively. A mix of gratitude and contentment washed over me as I saw how caring Kiro was with my little brother. They made an adorable pair as they sauntered into the night, leaving me with a few moments of silence before the skies erupted in a dazzling display of colors and lights. Within five minutes, I found myself sitting alone in the midst of the bustling crowd, feeling a bit lost and aimless as I attempted to follow the trail of Dodong and Kiro. The sea of people made it challenging to keep track of their whereabouts. Annoying, really. Sighing in exasperation, I mumbled to myself, "Hays! This is what you get for agreeing to this, Lyka." Suddenly, a firm grip on my arm startled me, and I turned to see Kurt's face. He was holding a drink, unmistakably alcohol. Wait, was wine allowed in this public setting? It should be prohibited, right? And why is he here? I gently removed his hand from my arm and replied, "Hmm, unexpected to see you here too, Kurt..." He grinned and pointed towards a group of friends, all with drinks in hand, "Yeah... Look, my buddies are over there. Wanna join us? We've got some female companions too, so don't worry about feeling out of place." But honestly, I had no interest in joining them. My priority was finding Dodong and Kiro. Where could they have gone? "Ah, sorry, but I still have something to—" "Come on, Lyka. I had no idea I'd bump into you at the fiesta. Who's with you?" He interrupted, diverting the conversation. Well, speaking of ‘who's with me’, where are those two? Really? "But anyway... Are you okay with partying just like at the club when we once saw each other? Come with us," he insisted, grabbing my arm again, attempting to pull me along. "I still have some things to do, and I—" I tried to explain, but he seemed determined to have me join

his group, making it difficult to break free from his grasp. The search for Dodong and Kiro was growing more pressing by the second, and I didn't want to get sidetracked. "Don't say that. Don't insist when a girl says 'no', bro," Kiro's commanding voice cut in, putting an end to Kurt's attempt to pull me along. I was taken aback, wondering where Kiro had come from. As I looked around, my eyes landed on Dodong, who was standing behind the young man. He had a mischievous grin on his face, clearly amused by the situation. What is that child thinking? With determination, I managed to free myself from both Kurt and Kiro's grasp. Kurt seemed surprised to see Kiro with me, and he whispered, "Kiro is with you, Lyka? Oh, Kiro again." His words weren't exactly subtle. "We came here together. We visited her relative here and joined in the fiesta," the young man I was with clarified, emphasizing certain words like ‘we’, ‘visited’, and ‘relative’. What was the hidden tension between these two? It seemed like there was more to their relationship than mere acquaintances. As they exchanged glances, I sensed an undercurrent of unresolved issues that dated back to some past event. But what could it be? "I'm sorry, Kurt, but we have to go back for the fireworks presentation... I can't join you for a drink," I explained, trying to handle the situation delicately. Kurt nodded, and his gaze lingered on Kiro as he muttered, "It's okay, I'm used to it..." "...It's always been like this, from then until now," he concluded, walking away. What did he mean by that? What was going on with him? Well, perhaps it was best to let it go for now. As we walked back to the grandstand, Dodong couldn't help but chime in, "Ah! That Kurt guy’s words sounded like one of those lines you see from sad boys on Facebook!" I chuckled softly, trying not to dwell on the puzzling encounter. But it kept nagging at me; it felt like all the pieces would connect in the next few days. What was the connection between Kurt and Kiro? They clearly knew each other, but what caused the tension whenever they interacted? Ugh, my head would surely ache if I continued pondering over this. Hays, whatever. I decided to dismiss those thoughts for now and enjoy the fireworks show. There was no point in getting

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