(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 295

Chapter 295: The worries of a trainee

The second class was extra surprised to see that the Captain of their Guild was wrapped around his pair like a koala when they entered into the conference room for class. Kellen couldn’t blame them.

Brent was barely keeping it together himself.

Cass had tried to keep things respectable, but the Captain had made up his mind. He wasn’t going to leave Kellen’s side today, and that meant that instead of using his cane, Rhys had insisted that Kellen use him instead.

It was a ridiculous proposition. They couldn’t hold the same function, but Kellen knew better than to argue with him when the Captain got that glint in his eyes, and that warning bell rang in the back of his mind.

So, he shut his mouth, and let Rhys cling to him like a leech while Kellen went about ignoring him as he taught the class. The Guides were having a harder time keeping their thoughts focused, and Kellen couldn’t blame them.

They probably didn’t have that much interaction with Rhys. Why would they? He was an S Class Esper who was usually guided by Casper before this, and even then, even if Rhys tried to interact with the other Espers, he didn’t really try to interact with the Guides.

Kellen didn’t hate that now, but he could see how it could bring about some strange interactions in the near future. As much as Rhys had made sure that his cafeteria wasn’t segregated, Kellen was sure that Rhys hadn’t frequented it as much as he wanted.

Kellen turned his attention back to his lesson, answering questions as they came while Brent sat in the back, typing away. Brent always took notes, especially about the questions that were asked. Kellen had made fun of him when he first started doing it, but he had to admit, it had been a good idea.

It was a way to see where the groups were struggling, or where a few people were struggling. It helped them tailor their lessons more, and Kellen found that it was a nice touch. Either that, or Brent was looking up porn.

There were really only two options in his mind.

The class ended successfully, and Kellen let out a sigh when everyone was gone. Rhys pressed a kiss against his cheek.

"You’re so cute when you’re teaching. It’s adorable." Rhys told him and Kellen frowned.

"And you’re a big distraction. Did you see how everyone was so scared? They were worried if they fucked up, you’d get mad at them." Rhys gave him a baffled look.

"Why would they be worried about what I think? If anything they should be worried about what Casper thinks. Or you or Guide Jameson." Kellen groaned.

"You’re the Captain. Doesn’t matter who their next superior is, you’re at the top of that list." Kellen told him, frustrated. He felt like he was about to go into a rant when a soft knock sounded at the door. Surprised, Brent, Kellen and Rhys turned to look at who was knocking. Kellen felt a jolt as he realised it was Bree. She looked...she looked nervous. "Guide Matheson. Is everything alright? You rarely come to speak to me after class." And never after the second class.

Bree had come sometimes to have a discussion about parts of lessons she didn’t understand, or places she felt she could improve on but needed a little more guidance. She was a very passionate student, and Kellen liked her for it. _{freēwebnovel.com}

She shifted nervously in the doorway and Kellen glanced at Rhys.

"Rhys dear, could you wait in the hallway? Guide Matheson seems to want to speak to us in private." Rhys’ face flushed and he stared at Kellen, his mouth slightly open.

"O-Of course! Just holler if you need me!" Rhys pressed a kiss against Kellen’s cheek, rushing out of his hold, turning back, grabbing Kellen’s cane and shoving it into his hand before he squeezed past Bree, a grin on his face. Kellen had no idea what had him acting that way, while Brent snorted behind him.

"He’s in love with you all right. Guide Matheson, did you want to speak to both of us, or just me or just Guide Woods?" Brent asked after shaking his head in amusement. Bree swallowed.

"Is it okay if I speak with just Guide Woods?" She asked tentatively and Brent and Kellen shared a look. Brent got to his feet with a sigh.

"It’s perfectly fine to speak to just one of us. I’ll wait outside with Captain Thatcher." Brent patted Kellen on the shoulder as he passed, giving it a squeeze and did the same to Bree. She shifted nervously, waiting as the door closed behind Brent.

"Shall we sit down?" Kellen asked and Bree nodded. Kellen moved towards the more comfy chairs at the front of the room. It took him a moment to sit, his thigh aching as he did so and he did his best to not let on how much it hurt. When he was finally sat, he noticed Bree hadn’t. "You can sit down beside me." Kellen told her, gesturing to the other soft chair next to him. Bree nodded seriously before she sat down.

As Kellen stared at her, taking in the way her leg was shaking nervously and how she was playing with her hands, he realised that something quite serious had to be bothering her.