Five years later
Now in Seoul, South Korea, after five years of constantly changing homes because they didn't feel right. The trio found themselves the owners of a cafe. Under the impression of being three African college students that finally graduated, they found a place to call home. Seble likes to read, thus giving them the idea of a bookstore. Razu didn't want people to get thirsty and hungry if they stayed longer, so she had the idea of a coffee shop.
It had dark, hickory brown floors with dark, bright turquoise walls. Potted plants hung from the ceiling, and some were placed on the floor. Pictures of kittens, puppies, some cats and some photos of dogs that came into the cafe lined the walls, bookshelves were placed around the building open for people to read them. The counter prevented access to the kitchen, where complex orders like White Mocha Frappuccino and simple orders like a cup with whipped cream or pup cup were prepared.
Musa was just that guy who was supposed to look like security to stop those from even thinking about stealing from them. They realized they were possibly the only ... non humans in Seoul, which made them happy. Barking was heard as three dogs ran towards them, wagging their tails happily. Musa thought it would be nice to have some guard dogs to watch over the store in case they were to leave.
"Something is going to happen. I can feel it in my belly." Musa said while looking out the window. "You're probably hungry. Maybe Razu will cook for you when she gets back from shopping." Seble said. "That's the thing. It's about Razu. She would have called by now. Maybe she got hurt or something." He argued. With Razu being the youngest, Musa often worried about her, since they can't expose themselves to the people of Seoul. "Send the dogs to find her. If they come back empty-handed, then we worry." Seble said.
Musa nodded and opened the door. He turned to look at the dogs. They had an Irish Wolfhound, a Great Schnauzer, and a German Shepard. Seble tossed a piece of Razu clothing to him and he had the dogs smell it. "Find her and bring her home. Go!" He said. The dogs barked once and ran out the door and into the night. Musa closed the door and locked it.
"We might have to use them if we can't find her." Seble said as Musa kept looking outside the window.
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Razu was walking, groaning as she forgot to charge her phone before she left. "Musa is probably worried about me right now. Should've listened to Seble." She said, pulling the small shopping cart they used when getting groceries. Soon she heard wolf whistling as a group of drunk men crossed the street to get to her.
"Hey pretty lady!" "We'll show you an amazing time." "We just want a piece of that foreigner ass you got." "My friend just wanna talk to you." As they kept talking, they only made her more uncomfortable, causing the old her wanting to call out their throats and make them choke on their own blood. "No more killing, no more killing." She repeated as they came closer, surrounding her pushing her back against the wall, her groceries knocked over onto the ground. 'Glad I didn't have any eggs. Someone help please!' She thought as they came closer, touching her legs, thighs and one even touched her butt.
"P-Please stop!" She begged as a fireball was thrown at the wall above them. "Next one won't miss." A new voice spoke. The drunk men turned to look at a man that walked towards them wearing a suit. He had a fireball in his hand that just filled Razu with some hope. "Sir, help, please!" She begged as her mouth was covered by a hand. "Shut it before your life ends." A voice whispered as the tip of the knife was pressed against her stomach.
'We can kill them right here right now.' Razu's darker side spoke again, causing her to whimper out a bit. A fireball was thrown again, and it hit one of the five men surrounding Razu. "Hey man! Can't you see-BOSS!" The guy said as his body sobered up from getting a clear look at the man in the suit. The other four guys turned and bowed at the sight of the man in the suit. "Let the lady go and you won't be punished for this." He said. The group nodded and moved away from her, only for one of them to get tackled by the Irish Wolfhound.
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