Astronomy // Duty After School

Chapter Fifty-Two.

"We should find the girls and have a little chat with them."

"Got it, Hyeongnim," agreed the white-haired prisoner.

"They can't have gone far. Split up and look for them," ordered the leading prisoner.

"Do you think they ran away?"

"I don't know what they're plotting," said the leading prisoner, "but they definitely didn't run away and leave her behind," he added, nodding his chin at (Y/n).

"They seem to have a special relationship," commented the white-haired man.

"Of course. She's the pretty one in the group," stated the youngest prisoner.

"Let's go our separate ways now," said the burly prisoner. "I opened the doors and there's no issue."

"Ajeossi! Seriously!" exclaimed the leading prisoner. "Can't you fucking think? You need to find out what's going on out there first!"

"I'm not interested," the burly prisoner dismissed.

"Is that so? If so, you should hurry and get going," the leading prisoner said rather condescendingly. "It would be heartbreaking if you went to the nursing home and your mother wasn't there." The burly prisoner whipped around and marched forward, grabbing the leading prisoner by his front. The other prisoners pointed the kids' guns at him.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"I just asked the kids outside to take good care of your mother—" The leading prisoner was shaken by the burly man.

"Don't you dare try to touch her, crazy bastard," seethed the burly man.

"Fuck! That's why I'm saying we should help each other out!" exclaimed the leading prisoner. "Seriously, fuck! You're scaring me!" The burly prisoner released him and looked at the other prisoners.

"Why are you staring at me?" stammered the white-haired prisoner. The burly man looked around at everyone.

"After I bring the kids to you, we'll have no reason to deal with each other again," said the burly prisoner.

"All right! Fine!" dismissed the leading prisoner. "Hey, we don't need the boys. Just kill them all and bring only the girls. Especially... What was her name? Bo-ra, Bo-ra, Bora! Make sure she doesn't get hurt at all. I'm going to have to tame her. I was getting excited because I haven't seen one in a while. Shit! Gosh..."

"Honestly, the four-eyed one is more my type," said the white-haired prisoner.

"Do you like the four-eyed one?"

"Yes."

"Go ahead! You can take her as a hostage."

"This one's more my type," said the youngest prisoner, nodding down at (Y/n). "I like aloof women... But she's gotten a bit boring."

"If you think she's boring, I'll have my firsts," mused the prisoner with slicked-back hair.

"Okay, okay," grinned the youngest prisoner. The prisoner with slicked-back hair dragged (Y/n) up to her feet and took her with him.

"Did I lose weight because I haven't eaten?" wondered the white-haired prisoner. "My pants are falling down."

"We don't all have to go."

"I'll eat the four-eyed girl... and eat food, too!" The white-haired prisoner followed the burly man outside. "It's nice to come out, but the fine particle pollution is... Geez. Will you really do it alone?" he asked the youngest prisoner.

"Stupid bastard," muttered the youngest prisoner, walking away.

"Hey, Hairy!" hollered the white-haired prisoner as the burly man began walking off. "Hey! Come with me, Hairy!"