Tcf/Tboah : His Last Thoughts

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Don't get fooled by the pictures




It has been a week since the trashy young master Cale Henituse went missing.

As his ex-butler, Ron couldn't help but feel disturbed by the news. While doing his searching for the arms with his son along with the punk hero; Choi Han and his other companions, he stealthily searches for his puppy young master as well. Of course, this did not go unnoticed by his son. And unfortunately, the hero noticed it too.

That was why Choi Han confronted him today.

"Why are you bothering to look for that trash bastard?"

His voice stopped his companions from doing what they were doing. Rosalyn looked up at the hero as she was sitting on a boulder. Her red hair painfully reminded Ron of his puppy young master.

Lock was training until he heard his hyung's voice. He, too, turned around to see what happened.

Beacrox was preparing the meals when that happened, so he stopped his doings and listened to the conversation.

Narrowing his eyes, Ron answered.

"And why would you bother to care?"

"Your lack of attention had an effect, old man." Choi Han spat back. "Why bother searching for him?"

Ron glared daggers at him silently.

"None of your business."

With that, he walked away.

Beacrox watched his father's back that was slowly disappearing in the woods. He suppressed a sigh as he continued preparing the meals, silently hoping that his father would come soon to eat.

He also noticed how his father behaved. And he knew exactly the reason why he was looking for that young master of his.

Beacrox never liked that trashy young master. But he couldn't deny that he had at least one good memory with Cale, when he's still a kid. Not that he would admit it.

He, too, had that feeling that tickled his chest whenever he saw his father looking around when they were on the journey. He wouldn't admit that he was worried for his young master too.

"Hyung!"

Beacrox still remembered a five-year-old Cale's voice calling him hyung. That was one of the happy moments in his life.

He quickly shook his head to throw that memory away.

The next day, they arrived at a small village. It barely had 20 villagers. They heard that this village was the Arms' secret base.

As they walked, the children ran past them, giggling happily.

"Hey, are you going to see the ghost today?"

That caught the heroes' attention.

"Of course!" The other kid with dark green hair replied happily. "Mr. Ghost is fun to hang out with, you know? Plus, I have many questions to ask him!"

"Can I come with you? I want to meet Mr. Ghost too!"

"That would be great! Though Mr. Ghost wouldn't admit it, I'm sure he was lonely!" The kid exclaimed cheerfully. "But you can't meet him though. He refused to show up, but you can hear his voice!"

"That's fine!"

Choi Han stared at the kids dumbfoundedly. Why weren't they scared of the ghost? I repeat. A FREAKING GHOST.

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