episode thirty-seven

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EPISODE 37

"sorry, lacresse. my wife's out for grocery." mysta said as he welcomed lacresse inside his humble abode.

"it's okay! i also like big brother mysta's company!" lacresse said.

she took her shoes off before walking to the living room, and not to mysta's surprise, shu was with her.

"hey, man. welcome." mysta said to his good friend.

"yo, man." shu just greeted.

after mysta asked y/n his question about the reeking stench of blood coming from her, she just shrugged it off without any ounce of being suspicious. mysta on the other hand, was more than in suspicion.

"listen, i need to talk to you about something..." mysta whispered to shu.

only for a realization to hit him after he held his old friend's arm.

if y/n really is working with the mafia family, then there's a big possibility that shu is also working under her name. which means... if she's keeping it a secret, shu is probably helping her.

"nevermind. i'll ask lacresse instead." mysta said and walked to his cousin-in-law, leaving shu going 'oh, man..!'

lacresse was just sitting on the sofa, her head tilted to the side.

the two just stared at each other for a few minutes.

"...wanna check y/n's closet?"

"yes!" lacresse chirped and immediately ran upstairs.

"i'll stay here." shu said and sat on the sofa. he's sure that lacresse will be safe even if it's only mysta around.

"alright, man. would you like anything? juice? coffee?"

"thanks. i'll be fine."

mysta nodded

"mysta." shu called before mysta could even take a step on the stairs.

"you wouldn't dare do anything to lucky, would you?" shu asked with a smile.

mysta's spine shivered cold. "of course i wouldn't... i have a wife..."

shu just nodded. mysta frowned before following lacresse upstairs.

after a few seconds of mysta gone, shu immediately stood up and started looking around the house.

he immediately searched for any micro pieces that y/n and uki might've placed all around the household to keep mysta safe, as well as the weapons that mysta might recognize. it wasn't y/n's order, but he did it anyway.

shu cursed under his breath when he noticed a different microchip hidden in plain sight. it wasn't y/n's or uki's, but it sure does look like something that mysta used before back in his mafia days.

that sly fox... he dare spy on my mademoiselle— his very own wife?! idiot!

what y/n's order actually was is to deactivate the entrance under the wedding picture of her and mysta, which shu totally agreed to. mysta is vigilant to empty walls- well, he wasn't before after he got married, but now that he's doubting about y/n, they might as well get rid of that entrance. shu can find another entrance for her.

lacresse and mysta on the other hand were clueless as they walked over y/n's gigantic closet.

"do you think your sister y/n is a part of the mafia family?" mysta asked.

"i do hope not." lacresse mumbled. "if she is, i could at least hope that she's a part of brother leon's group instead."

"why is that?"

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