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ch. 98 | YOU, US, BACK TO SUMMER
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Hasty Feisty ch. 99 | BACK TO THE FORGOTTEN YOU
"She'll never arrive ten minutes early." Toshiro said as he looked at his wristwatch. Zacharias and the others have been waiting inside the van for over thirty minutes. They complain about the time, but they're always too advanced of arrival. Just like any other business trip, they'd all gathered to check that place discussed in the meeting the other day. "Ms. Marin is here," Kanji said, addressing me... formally. "Just came in time." I thought as I greeted each of them and also introduced Willbert to them, the secretary. As Zacharias continued to attempt to avoid her, he couldn't help but notice this one new behavior she developed. Allura never arrive early yet late, but instead, she's always arriving at the exact time. He just gave me a nod and a formal handshake as I then walked out to ride in my car to just follow them to the place. "Now I know the reason why you kept on rejecting Dias Corporation's offer," Kanji muttered. As the van began to drive toward their destination
Hasty Feisty ch. 100 | THE GLIMPSE OF THE END
Any person would freak out if they see this church, even the village itself. Anyone wouldn't dare to go here. But Zacharias and Allura? Why would they be? This place is what they call a beauty, yet none of them admitted that. They kept it to themselves like a secret. Just like before. As to why Zacharias regretted things now. He was indeed too late. "Let's enter?" I asked. "Let's go to the garden," but a different thing was in his mind. "A garden?" I tried to remember what it was. "I'll be left here alone, Ms. Marin. I'll just be waiting here." Willbert said and I just nodded but kept I phone with me. As Zacharias and Allura entered the church, he opened the rusty wooden double door, directing them to the church's garden. There, it shows an old patio, a rusty table and chairs, a cracked small stone fountain, a fence filled with webs now, and those fairy lights still hanging on the tree's branches. My eyes widened as I remember all of these in one place. Why was knowing my p
Hasty Feisty ch. 1 | AS THE SMOKE DISSIPATED
"I'm home!"I shouted as I opened the door, and there, sitting in the living room was my intoxicated stepmother, her head lazily hanging on the couch headrest while bottles of beer were scattered on the floor.The rain started to fall, luckily I was home in time."Mom Eri?" I sighed as I flopped down into the couch beside her, she then groggily woke up, she wiped her mouth as she drooled in her sleep, and I couldn't help but laugh."Tired from your previous customer?" I asked as I grabbed one of the beers at the table and flicked it open, gulping as Eri held her forehead and stood up, but her legs wobbled, making her sit back.My stepmother works as a stripper at the city's largest nightclub, and a huge amount of money was on the way, but my stepmother and I chose to stay in this apartment for a while. I started working as a waiter at the same nightclub when I graduated from college and came to the city to live with my stepmother and work a part-time job that is now my main source of
Hasty Feisty ch. 2 | MARK OUR WORDS
"Hello?"I answered a customer's phone call. I was at the nightclub, working another shift, just the usual day, drunk customers, people stomping and dancing to the music, some probably making out at the corner of the club, and music pounding through my chest as there was a mix of red and purple lights everywhere."Yes, I'll inform the manager," I said nonchalantly and hung up. Another customer requested the reserved ordered beverages, which I was already used to, so I just did what I always did, informed my manager, delivered the right drinks, and returned to my shift, serving customers. It's almost like a cycle.Placing the drinks on the tray, I walked to the tables as I was serving some customers. My typical uniform consisted of a black plain t-shirt and a pleated skirt, but an apron that reached above my knees covered it all."Here's your order, sir," I said as I placed the drinks on their table."Allura," a feminine voice called me. I turned around and went back to the counter. It
Hasty Feisty ch. 3 | FIRST STEP
"Mom!"I kept running along the hospital hallway, looking for my stepmother's hospital room, checking every room number while holding a phone to my ear and dialing a number."I-I don't know what to do... P-Please, I'm at a loss for what to do...!" Stuttering between breaths, I finally reached the room and opened the door to find my stepmother unconsciously laying in the hospital bed with many tubes stuck into her body and intubation in her mouth."I'll go there, just send me the location of the hospital." The man said. I hung up as I put my phone in my pocket and sighed, walking closer to the hospital bed.My nose scrunched as my eyes showed melancholy. It's indeed difficult to look at my stepmother there, laying on the hospital bed, her body bruised, her life on the line. I don't know what accidents caused these fatal injuries."You!" A woman in her mid-30s approached me and slapped me across the face with a hard slap. I was stunned for a moment in shock. I didn't even notice that so
Hasty Feisty ch. 4 | REMEMBER ME
The aroma of citrus with coffee continued to permeate the room.Darkened gaze fixed at one of the photos on the wall.A smirk formed on one of the men's faces.Throwing a dart at the photo, it perfectly landed in the center."Hm. Not bad." Dominic hummed as the side of his mouth lifted, his mullet, wolf cut hair perfectly glistening from the moonlight.The men were at their own casino in their mansion, killing some time.The room was dim, with only the small casino lights at the corners and the city skyscraper providing light. Their mansion is at least several floors. It's large and modern looking, just enough for their needs.Each man has their own property, and they would leave the base at least once a week to spend time on their own homes and property. There was no doubt that each of these men was capable of owning such luxurious things, and their wealth could impress anyone.Just like how the Takahashi brothers are leading Roppongi, in full control."Her again? How long will you b
Hasty Feisty ch. 5 | TO INFINITY AND BEYOND
"Mother...?"I mumbled weakly when I saw two shadowed figures in front of me."Dad! Mom!"Reaching for them, I could only move my other hand; it was as if my body was paralyzed, and I felt cold shivers on my skin as you desperately called out their names.In the spur of a moment, a light appeared behind them, the two figures you saw were slowly fading away, succumbing to the dark red light.Not just that they were shadows, but their faces were far more than visible.Attempting to scream, but nothing came out of my mouth, no sounds, nothing."Save us."You jolted awake, feeling a pang of ache in your head.Gasping for air, you just had a nightmare.I couldn't remember anything about it, and when I tried to close my eyes again to sleep, it didn't work, and I banged my head in frustration.Still, it was no more use now.Looking around, the place is different.It's not the usual plain white walls, popcorn ceiling, lanky ass apartment with paper scratched thin walls.This appeared to be mo
Hasty Feisty ch. 6 | THE DEVIL'S HEAD START
The Regio. Japan's most sinister criminal organization. An organization where every crime was committed, passed through every member. One word that everyone fears in every felonious alliance in every area of Japan, maybe even far beyond the country. Wreaking havoc, as if they had lived through this line, which basically depicts them. They are more than inflicting mayhem. They were capable of everything, doing the impossible with a single flick of their finger, as long as it was under their command. Gangs, crimes, murders, and whatever else comes to mind, the so-called titles and images in a society that has an influence on everyone, one single action can easily induce anyone to commit these things. Nonetheless, none of them cared. They couldn't care less about how they were perceived. They couldn't care less about what other people think of them. They didn't give a damn what they were destroying. Even doing the impossible? Of course. Say, they are wealthy, with a variety o
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