Chapter 9: Something Extra

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"So, eonnie!" Yerin hopped to intentionally bump my shoulder with hers after she spotted me in the waiting room. "Did you see anyone from the audience worthy of being taken down?" She partly covered her mouth and whispered to me, before doing a flimsy execution of a karate chop while keeping an unconvincing roguish expression.

"Someone might hear you, Yerin-ah. And to make it clear, I don't 'take people down.' That's too barbaric for my style. I prefer the bloodless preemptive measures." I answered as I crossed my arms to my chest. It's not that there was never a bloodshed during my two previous assignments, because regrettably, there were a few unavoidable physical conflicts I had to deal with. However, the first and principal rule of our training was to 'spare human life at all cost;' and once death occurred because of our interference, we are instantly pulled out from the mission to train for another year or so. I've seen a lot of my colleagues just quit the job after being withdrawn from duty because they could not reconcile with the agency's rule, especially those who saw their friends die while upholding it.

She did not stop with her rickety karate stunt until Sowon approached us with an indelible smirk on her face. "You are savage." She told Yerin with a nearly inaudible tone of voice. Before she could defend herself, the remainder of the group absentmindedly assembled around us in the assumption that something noteworthy about the performance was being discussed.

"I was just telling them that the photoshoot for the magazine was rescheduled to tomorrow and that we can now all go home." They listened to me intently as I spoke and only started to react when they heard the 'go home' part. The announcement I made was so benign. I just hope no one asks about the need for Yerin's karate chop.

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The group was home a little after 4 o'clock and crowded in the living room to watch the drama they've set their TV to automatically record. The Ye-sisters sat side-by-side in the convertible sofa with the maknae Ye snuggling the other girl's arm. Eunha and Yuna, who were too slow to win the race to the leathery fortress, positioned themselves comfortably on the floor. Sowon, who always wanted her alone-time respected, stayed in her room tinkering her tablet. I sat beside Yewon before I transferred to the wooden seat by the dining area as I saw Sinb come out of their room.

"What are we watching?" She asked as she walked toward the sofa but not to the empty space beside Yewon. She stopped in front of the cuddly couple and sat on the nonexistent gap between them, causing them to yelp in protest and eventually separate. But rather than being vicious with her actions, the older maknae exploded with unexpected aegyo [cuteness] making everyone in the room cringe and jokingly cover their ears, including me.

"Yewoniiiiie... TinB will borrow Yennie-eonnie...! I won't return her until I'm tired of hugging her." Sinb said while cutely gesturing the youngest member to move farther to the end. This is why this duck can't resist her bipolar charm.

Yerin's expression was priceless, to say the least. She was frozen for a moment before realizing that Sinb has already curled herself under her arm. I saw her gasp a few times before she was able to blurt out sensible words. "Yah! That hurt! Your butt is so heavy!" She exclaimed.

"And I know Yennie-eonnie likes it!" Sinb responded beaming with confidence.

"Who told you that lie? I'll finish him." Yerin tried to control herself from blushing.

"We both know it's not a lie, eonnie. A lot of fans captured your fascination with my behind." Sinb ended the conversation with a tap on the older girl's thigh before taking her hand to intertwine with hers.

A couple of times, she glanced at me but none of those glances indicated the need nor the desire to be rescued. And besides, I did not bother to think of a way to get her out of that mushy situation she was in. I don't have the heart to take away this fleeting happiness that often evaded Yerin. I could feel how contented she was having her most loved human being beside her in a playful yet warm embrace. I felt she needed a breather for all the times she worked hard overlooking her yearning for her. It may not be for her best benefit, but she could use a break sometimes.

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