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Time sure flies fast. The day awaited finally came.
Black benz parked in front of the penthouse entrance. The back door was opened by one of the bodyguard. Manjiro Sano, get out of the car with a bunch of men surround him.
A man walked up and bowed to him “Good morrow, Boss. Mr. Ryuguji was shot. He's being treated in the main room” he said in a well mannered
Without saying anything, Mikey walked away and climbed in the elevator.
He opened the door to the main room, seeing Emma crying beside Draken while holding his hand in hers. “Mikey!” Emma said, tears appear on the corner of her eyes.
“What happened at the event?” Mikey said approaching both of them on the couch.
“Apparently, Draken was shot at the main entrance. I couldn't processed anything because it happens so fast” she puts her hand on his wound but not harming it.
Mikey in silence before speaking “How's the condition?” as he looked up to the doctor standing at the side
“Lucky him, the wound is severe but managed to be treated early, so don't worry. He just needs a rest for now and take painkillers”
Mikey goes to hug Emma. “Take care of Draken” Emma returned the hug, now crying even more.
He leave the room leaving Draken in Emma's care and gets in the elevator. A pink haired man stand beside him.
“Sanzu, arrange an urgent meeting and send people to investigate who's behind this” he simply said before getting off.
Sanzu reached onto his pocket, reaching out for his phone. He leaned his back on the hallway, dialing a number
He puts the phone close to ear, his perfectly unique scar on both his mouth formed a wide grinned,
“A gun a day, keeps the man away”
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“In the end, they didn't show up except for him” “And I think I missed” you stick the phone on your ear using your shoulder to balance it. You put your things inside your bag.
“So are you gonna pick me up or what?” “Wait, never mind. Don't pick me up”
“Like hell I'd actually would” Hanma voice was heard on the other line.
You tsked, “Dick” then you hung up on him
You finished gathering your stuff and leave the rooftop. You made your way to the train station when you bump into someone making the other person's spilled his coffee.
“Omg I'm so sorry” you picked up his empty cup 'cause the coffee already spilled on his shirt.
“Are you okay?” you touched his chest to feel if he was burnt. But, before you can do even more he grabbed your hand, motioning you to stop and that he's okay.
