DRAGON 3.1

DUMIRETSO agad ako sa banyo at mabilis naligo.

Pagkatapos kong maligo'y pinatuyo ang aking buhok at nagtungo sa opisina. Mayroon akong sariling opisina rito sa kuwarto kung saan ginagawa ang lahat ng trabaho mapatungkol man sa negosyo o sa Clan.

I texted Keeper first to prepare my disguise outfit. We had discussed about it already before I even arrived in the Philippines. Yes, it's all planned.

Nang tapos sa pagtext sa kanya, binuksan ko ang MacBook at pumunta sa site ng M.U. para malaman ang eskuwelahan na pag-aaralan ko. 

Nagpakita ang Montalano University na talaga namang napakalaki at moderno. Stay in ang mga estudyante rito dahil may condo unit ang bawat estudyante. Sa isang unit, apat o tatlo ang pwedeng tumira na galing sa royal family, samantalang ang iba ay maaring mag-isa lamang sa kuwarto kung nanaisin nila. 

My fingers started to compose a message to Martin Samson, my very own man in black slash detective.

To Mart: Send me a list consisting all the names of the teenage members of the Red Dragon.

Sent!

Typing...

Mart: Copy, Ice Queen.

I went back at the site of M.U and found a section for its facilities. The section contained uploaded pictures of the university itself, places like its buildings, gymnasium, hallway, library, and such. I memorized each corners and roundabouts in order to familiarize myself with the said place.

Their uniform are red miniskirts, its length reaches several inches above the knee and high socks are paired with black shoes. Long white sleeves, a red necktie and a red blazer.

"Uniporme pa lang nila ay kita mo na kung saang clan sila nabibilang," kausap ko sa aking sarili.

Tinignan kong mabuti ang uniporme na susuotin ko.

"This is gonna be fun," I murmured to myself.

I froze on my place when I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in." I turned around, taking a good look on the unexpected visitor. A young boy appeared on my doorway, his polo shirt tucked neatly on his black pants. His hair was brushed in a clean way which perfectly accentuated his face.

"What are you doing here?" I asked after recognizing who that person is.

Patrick would always find a way just to enter my room, he always do that.

Kapag kami-kami na lang dalawa, madalas itong magdaldal sa akin tungkol sa nangyari sa pag-eensayo niya at minsan pa nga nakikita ko siyang nakangiti nang mag-isa na parang may sayad.

Napailing na lang sa akong isipan.

"I definitely have a crazy brother," I said to myself.

"I miss you too," mapang-asar na bati nito sa akin sabay upo sa upuan na nasa harapan ko.

The young boy casually crossed his legs as he settle himself on the chair. I glanced at him while closing my MacBook, he met my gaze and throw a sweet smile at me.

Really, what's the matter with him? But, geez, I found his smile adorable.

"Let me ask you again. What are you doing here in my room?" I threw him a stern look but the smile carved on his lips never faltered.

He breathed a deep sigh and started talking, his expression getting serious. "I heard you and Dad talking a while ago in his office." I'm not surprised, just like what I said, he always find a way. I put my fingers on my forehead, massaging the temples of each side.

"Hindi mo ba alam na masama ang makinig kapag may nag-uusap na matatanda?" I asked him, brows furrowed.

"You're so mean to me," he frowned and stood up. My shoulders raised abruptly when I felt him hug me from behind.

"Stop it, Patrick Oliver Mondragon! You know how I hate hugging!" My voice went high-pitched for a second.

"Just let me hug you like this. I really missed you so much, ate," he said softly. A sweet tone is evident in his voice.

But I did not listen to him.

"Pat, if you will not stop, I'll do it. Choose," I said.

Mabilis siyang kumalas sa pagkakayakap sa akin at dali-daling bumalik sa kinauupuan niya kanina.

He is scared of me. He knows what I am able to do if he won't stop acting childish. Either I break his neck or his arms. Yes, he's just being a sweet little brother but it bothers me. It's gross.

"When will you start your mission?"

He's asking about my moves. Seriously, the curiosity of this young boy will be the death of me.

"Tomorrow," My reply was short yet straight to the point. He blinked at my reply, acting like an innocent boy he is. His expression turned gloomy upon realizing what I just had said.

"Hmm. How about Pearlo? You promised you'll gonna make it up with him, remember?"

Sa tanong niyang iyon ay bigla akong napatigil. Oo, nga pala nangako pala ako sa bunso kong kapatid na babawi ako sa kanya bukas.

"Nakalimutan mo na agad ang pinangako mo, ate? Pa-paano mo nagagawang mangako sa isang tao na hindi mo naman pala kayang tuparin?" tanong niya sa mababang tono habang diretsyong nakatingin sa akin.

I stared at his eyes, which are now full of sadness, and a bit of disappointment.

Wala akong mahanap na sagot sa kanyang tanong kaya iniba ko na lang ang usapan.

"You're really weird. Kapag kaharap sila, ang tahimik mo, para kang hindi makabasag pinggan pero kapag ako naman ang kausap mo ang daldal mo?" Kunot noo kong tanong sa kanya at inilapit ang mukha sa kanya. 

Napansin ko ang pamumula ng pisngi nito.

What's wrong, Pat? Why are you blushing, huh?

"I'm not weird though, you're the one who thinks that I'm weird," he said, shaking his head and took a step back, making the distance between us a bit far. But, the tinge of red on his cheeks never faded.

Malakas ko siyang binatukan.

"Aw!!- that hurts!" reklamo niya ng binatukan ko siya nang malakas sa ulo. Marahan niyang hinimas ito at matalim akong tiningnan.

"Not my fault," hambog kong sabi na may bakas ng pang-aasar.

"Sheesh! You're really so... mean," reklamo niya habang nagkakamot sa ulo na binatukan ko.

I sighed, brushing my hair with my fingers. "Yeah. I know."

"Tssk!" he hissed.

Pagsusungit niya at umalis na walang paalam. 

I shook my head, trying to go back from what I was doing before this kiddo entered.

Madali lang kasi siyang mainis at iyon ang lagi kong ginagawa kapag abala ako.

Masyadong mapanganib itong papasukin ko. Hindi siya puwedeng makialam.

I know what he's been planning and I can't just let him get involved with my business.

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