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⟨ 005 ⟩

「 Secret Unraveled 」

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IT HAS BEEN approximately two and a half days since Shikami had last slept and eaten properly, he only consumed two cups of black coffee and french fries brought in by Ryuhei, who was surprisingly worried for his health despite his willingness in avoiding him in a day to day basis.

All the food that was given to him by Ryuhei and Kenta were all left untouched, for he was too busy doing the work Mitsuki was supposed to do. Unfortunately, she was too sick to be able to do even a small amount of work, it was her red week and Shikami took it upon himself to just do the work instead of waiting for her menstruation to finish.

A week has passed since the last time he saw sunlight or smelled fresh air, so it was odd to be finally able to step out of the underground circus and out of the casino. It felt like decades to him but it was only about seven days, but even so, he cherished the soil he was finally walking on and the trees in the park he was in.

But from a distance, there was a bespectacled male who was making his way towards him, not a single bodyguard in sight and not even his own twin brother. Yoojin was just as vulnerable as Shikami was, and maybe even more given that he was not the fighting type.

Once he reached the male, he was stunned to see him wearing a dark mask with his bangs covering his eyes, barely a centimeter of skin being shown. He couldn't help but laugh, which instantly caught Shikami's attention.

"Sir?" He nearly gasped but held his surprise in, Yoojin only smiled and sat down with him on the grass, thankfully covered with a large, thick blanket. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Why are you here?" Shikami asked, fiddling with the sleeves of his jacket that was far too big for him, going all the way past his hands. He noticed that Yoojin wasn't wearing his usual standard Workers uniform nor his school uniform, but instead sported a white long sleeved button up with a dark grey vest on top, then black slacks that matched his pristine designer shoes.

"You seemed lonely so I decided to join you," he replied, looking at nothing but the sky above, letting himself relax and exhale in satisfaction after breathing in the fresh air.

Suddenly, he felt something heavy on his shoulder, he turned his head to look at Shikami's passed out state with his body completely leaning against him, getting a small glimpse of his eye.

"Shit," he whispered, then carefully removing his head from his shoulder then changing his position to make it easier for him to carry the shorter.

He hurried to his car and gestured for the driver to open it, then gently placing an unconscious Shikami in the passenger seat.

With too many blurry thoughts running in his mind, Yoojin only came up with one place to bring Shikami to.