All Chapters of The Boy who Circled Time: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

The sheet in front of Gretel contained what looked to be an older model of a tracking system that sent out signals of a unique radio wave length, taking advantage of the current lack of major radio communications in this day and age, to be able to communicate with a central command and give details of location, vitals of the individual, and the general state of their health, with the actual radio device attached to a patch on the individual that injected temporary, degradeable nanobots into the blood to learn of health details and then communicating those details back to the patch to be sent off - all part of a prototype response package for an early medical drone that was meant to reach injured individuals in difficult to traverse terrain to allow the injured parties to treat themselves to an extent while larger, heavier robotics or live humans made their way to the exact location emitted by the radio patch.Gretel had picked up the sheet without particularly looking at what

Green_One had tried to speak to Gretel, calling out after her in the mornings, blocking off her path forwards until it was inevitable that he too had to move forwards towards the meal hall.He had even forsaken going to the library each and every break time, waving Belinda off to do as she wanted to alone in that room, free and away from him and the pressure of the external guards that his very presence would brings, making her job of trying to suss out and learn about the guards a little easier and hopefully a little more fruitful.She had enough force about her and within her personality to be able to handle things and do them right.Instead of going to read something comforting and familiar to help him relax and wind down, he had been spending his breaks trying to break Gretel out of her shell, poking and prodding at her until she gave at least some sort of indication or reaction from his actions.He had first attempted to speak to her, telling her abo

It was hard to manage to get Gretel alone, Green_One seeminly always following her around like a sad, stray animal, always vying for her attention as well, attention that she wasn't going to give him considering the state of mind that she was currently in. But it had been easy enough for Yuki to grab her by the wrist to drag her off to the computer stations, throwing Gretel down onto one of the chairs to snap her out of her stupor and to demand her focus.Slamming her hands down on both of her sides, pushing the chair as back as it would go keep Gretel from moving away and escaping, Yuki glared down at the other woman as hard as she could, ignoring Green_One's shocked and frozen body behind her as she did what was needed.Just because that man wasn't willing to be forceful to bully Gretel into doing the right thing didn't mean that she wasn't going to.Results never came out of inaction or a lack of trying.Gretel's eyes were wide, the dark b

Gretel kept up her grip around Green_One, continuing to stand there and hug him as he didn't respond to her, his arms still at his side as she continued to whisper apologies into his chest and hold onto him.After a while, after a period of time that felt to Gretel as if simultaneously too long and yet not quite long enough, a loose pair of arms came up to wrap around her as well.Both of them stood together, within the grey light, for a long, long time, holding each other close and nearby.When the hour was over and when all the others came, Gretel knew that she was to separate from him, walk back to the tables, pick up her pencil and then begin working once more on the time machine that was blatantly immoral to create."Thank you, thank you, thank you," Gretel whispered to Green_One."I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Gretel whispered to him."Thank you, I'm sorry, Thank you, I'm sorry," she continued on whispering to him.He had lo

Green_One had watched his siblings go through their periods of sadness, anxiety, and fear, and knew how to comfort them as they temporarily isolated themselves, as they screamed out in anger and shame, and how they had burst into tears, sobbing into his work shirts and creating stains that would barely be dry by the time he was able to finish consolling them, bringing them to school, and then making his way to work.He was far too used to consolling all the others around him, holding his mother close until the final moments where he was forced to leave the room as the doctors injected her with the necessary coktail to end her suffering, once and for all, easing his own as well to see her finally smile for the first time in months, on her deathbed, no longer pained by each breath she took and the weakness of each and every single one of her joints and muscles.Green_One had been the one to raise both of his siblings, and he had witnessed them grow from wide eyed idealis