"Here's your food!"
Julia drops Daniel's breakfast on the table haphazardly. John turns to Daniel in confusion and sneaks to his side, leaning over to gossip.
"Well??"
"Ermm, even I do not know what's up with her"
" You should know at this point. She seems like a monster waiting to rip your flesh out!", John whispers.
The slight increase in John's voice catches the attention of Julia. She turns back at them in curiosity, wondering what the young bloods are discussing.
John restructures his body in place, sipping his cup of coffee. He cheats his throat with a cough afterward to divert Julia's attention.
"Mhm mhm!!"
"What?", Julia questions.
"Oh, nothing. It's just a slight deviation of the coffee in my throat. By the way, can you pass me the sliced loaf of bread at your left?" John asks with a tense face.
" Here you go."
Julia hands the loaf of bread to John and continues eating without worry. John leans towards Daniel once again and whispers in his ear.
" It doesn't look quite good in your case Daniel. Seems your soup became hotter over the night"
"There's no soup to talk about, John. I don't know why she's acting that way. I just told her about my crush on Akira." Daniel mumbles.
"Akira?? Who is Akira?", John asks in curiosity.
" A gorgeous girl I set my eyes on. Been thinking about her for ages. Her pink lips remind me of the sexy portrait of Nalia"
" By Nalia, you mean the 908 generations super cute fresh lock?? That's so sick!"
" Keep the tone down before you expose our backs to Julia", Daniel scolds John by pulling his ear.
The ground boys turn to Julia and see her glaring fiercely at them. They give out a shrewd smile and bury their sights on the coffee before them.
Julia rises from her seat and struts towards her room in anger. The duo continue their conversation with ease and keep tabs on the movement of Julia.
" If you like her that much, why don't you confront her?"
" Wait, what?? You want me to confess my feelings for her? Hell nah"
" Either you choose that or you rely on keeping your feelings to yourself Daniel"
Daniel turns to John and sighs. His expression looks calm, yet deterred. John brainstorms the reasons why his brother is acting that way and attempts to settle his chaotic thoughts.
" Or is there another reason??"
Daniel stays silent for a while and shoves a slice of bread into his mouth, chugging a bit of the coffee afterward.
" Tabahi- Abi-ah it Tabahu sis-da"
"You sound like the minions, drain that apocalypse down your throat before attempting to speak." John scoffs.
" Uhh, it's Tadashi! Akira is Tadashi's sister "
" You mean the boy you watched as he got beat up and got involved in the end? The one you explained you only reacted after they crossed you since grandfather warned us not to indulge in meager fights? ", John asked in disbelief.
" Yeah. That is surely Tadashi. I had no idea he was her brother. Her smaller brother in detail"
"Uh oh. You are cooked. "
"I know right?? If only I had prevented anything from happening to him. Ugh, my head!!"
" You even ignored him though, not trying to make it worse but it's the truth"
Daniel turned and glared at John picked up his phone and strolled back into his room. John sat alone at the table as he tapped the spoon against the teacup.
"At least I ain't shy to talk to a girl. Pffff", John laughs as he scrolls through his phone.
Night had approached quickly, and the shops were all closed. A silent breeze constantly drifted through the road as it laid bare.
A young man ran out of the alleyway, looking for a chance to escape. He glanced through the darkness of the night, but there was none to help him.
" I need to hurry, I have to get this to the next stop!", reminded himself.
He kept on running, passing by the streetlights and crushing through a nearby vegetable stall. The man turned in hopes of finding what had pursued him, but he saw nothing.
He then grabbed a double-action revolver and pointed it at the open space. His mind was consciously searching for an enemy.
However as tricky as his eyes were, his thoughts had never lied to him. So he attempted to run again, this time with much caution.
The lady at the stall moved towards him in an attempt to help but stood back after seeing the pistol in his hand.
It was a long dreadful night filled with the barks of dogs and the whistles of the wind. The man approached a nearby bar and entered, as his mind finally fell at ease.
He made his way to the bar counter and ordered a bottle of whisky. After gobbling a few gulps of whisky, he turned to the lady across the counter.
" Are you in for the night?"
The lady turned to him with confused eyes. She glanced around the bar and pointed her finger at herself.
" Me??", she asked in a confused state.
The man stood up and pulled his chair towards hers, closing the large gap that lay beside them.
" Of course. Why would a beautiful lady be in a bar at this time of the night", the man asked in desperation.
"Oh, simply washing away my worries down the memory lane. You??", the lady asked with a calm expression.
The man looked sideways in search of a weird expression. He thought to himself about using the lady as a means of distraction, a simple coverup for the enemies that chased him.
" I guess you wouldn't mind a noble stranger joining your quest for purification ", the man smiled.
The lady bit her lips in a sexy way, drawing the man nearer. They shared an exhilarating conversation as their voices washed away the sense of uncertainty.
The man hadn't forgotten his pursuers and kept his eyes on the search gradually. He inspected every individual who entered and those who left in the same manner.
After roughly two hours of fun, the lady had asked for another shot and the man had grown weak in mind.
* Maybe they lost track of me, I don't know who they were but this was the best idea I could bring up. It seems there is nothing to be afraid of. I can finally rest my eyes, maybe take this woman out to a hotel room after*, he thought endlessly.
The lady offered another glass of whisky to the man. He accepted out of gratitude for her time spent with him and chugged down the liquid through his throat.
His eyes moved sideways, with his view toppling. A sharp pain filled his ears, nostrils, and eyes as he looked at the woman before him.
The lady took a stick of cigarette and lighted it, passing it on to the man as his eyes, nostrils, and ears bled. She brushed through her hair with an esteemed smile of satisfaction.
"Took you long enough to notice me. You never know when the snake strikes, poor child."
The man falls to the ground as she looks at the woman ripping the specialized plastic off her face, revealing her actual self.
The man shook with terror as pain filled his body after seeing her. He drops the picture of Daniel and the kids at the orphanage on the ground, as his body wavers around.
"Ya-ku-za", he slowly said with his last breath.
"Took you long to notice. Now the kids are once again in our grasp"
Thud!!
Yakuza and Yahama are elite assasins working for Loki. The course of the story will release a lot more about their identities ,so keep reading on :)