22. Who's the King, Who's the boss~

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Meanwhile, Lee Rang and Yeonjun looked at each other mirroring each other's facial expressions, feeling empathetic for the sixteen year old who was going through such a pain which both of them could never imagine. They both diverted their gaze towards the girl again as both of them took deep breaths in order to control their emotions upon seeing her agony but, did silently enough so as not to disturb the sensitive moment.

Chun-ja, on the other hand, had calmed down a bit as her loud wails had taken the form of silent sobs accompanied by occasional sniffs as she had finally succeeded in stopping her tears leaving marks of tears' streams down her cheeks. She sniffed as she hugged his lifeless body tightly not wanting to get up and leave him as she sat in there in the same positon, staring at nothing but void. Now, that she thought about it, she felt like her life had......no meaning after Jungkook's departure.

She gulped thickly as she slowly placed her head on his shoulder as she always did when she used to be sad and Jungkook would offer her a warm hug. She sure was acting strong but only she knew how hard these past days were for her, especially the moment in which she ..... took her own brother's life. No matter what but she couldn't convince herself that he wasn't related to her. When they planned all of this, she thought that she would move on with her life and live as if she was never related to Jungkook, that she never knew him ..... but.... now, that the particular moment had arrived , she couldn't bring herself to accept the idea of just fading his memories away.

At some point, she even regretted knowing the truth. She felt as if she never came to know about all of this, then maybe she would've lived happily but... it was her destiny, after all. She sighed as she closed her eyes tightly, mustering up the courage to pull away from the boy as she slowly opened her eyes and gently pulled away from the hug. She softly laid his body on the floor, not wanting to disrespect the lifeless body as she took a last glance at his oddly serene face. She placed her hand over his defuncted and inexanimated eyes which once used to scintillate and twinkle with glee and passing her hand over them, she closed them.

She sighed as she closed her eyes and stood up half-heartedly as she turned away from him, now facing Lee Rang and Yeonjun. She took a deep..... deep breath as she opened her eyes promising herself not to cry over it anymore. She slowly walked towards the two boys as none of them said anything.

Yeonjun, being the amazing friend he is, knew that she didn't want to talk at all but she needed a hug for sure, ensuring her that it was going to be okay. So, it was what he did, he pulled her in a warm hug as he placed his hand on her head and hushed out, " It's okay. I know it's hard but you are my strong girl, right? You will be okay, hm? Yes?" She bit her lip in order to control her emotions as she nodded with eyes filled with fresh tears.

They pulled away after a good whole minute as Chun-ja looked at Lee Rang and trying to change the topic she spoke, " What are we going to do with his body?". She tried to sound as calm as she could and succeeded to some extent but everyone present there knew very well that she was just trying ..... trying way too hard to sound normal. Lee Rang nodded considering her question as he voiced out, "He has been betrayed so, there could be a chance that his inner agony, suffering and desire for revenge may take the form of something way too terrible and horrible. So, according to me we should burn his body with supernatural powers so that he could be mixed with the elements of Earth but............There is a problem. You know it very well that he was so powerful which is why I wouldn't be able to do it alone..... So, I need you to use your powers too in order to turn him to ashes which would be later mixed up with the elements of Earth." Chun-ja looked at him with a confused gaze as she said, "But.... How am I supposed to use my...powers? I don't even have them to begin with. Even as an eight year old angel, I didn't remember possessing them."

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