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"You guys aren't afraid of me anymore?" Raga, with a different upbringing. To be precise, since he was four years old, he had been taught various kinds of martial arts as well as using weapons. Evidently, he had tried to act like a normal teenager but was still feared.

"Because when you introduced yourself, it looked terrible. What's more, you bluntly mentioned your family name if we look it up, you're the son of one of the mafia bosses." The ordinary teenager, who was in the same class as Raga named Devan answered immediately. Although, he was always careful in what he said. The problem would be complicated, if he misunderstood, when he heard his words.

"Okay, okay." Raga chuckled, then fell silent and his expression suddenly became serious. "Just so you know, seeing people scared is fun."

"That's what you think! It's different with us!" The five of them replied compactly, but did not expect to know Raga.

"Okay, so what's up?" Raga propped up his chin, returning to acting like a normal teenager.

It turned out that the six of them were in a coffee shop, to be precise, five normal teenagers were curious about something. For that, trying to ask and find out from Raga.

Maybe he knows? Or has he ever met in person?

"Have you ever met a young man who has been in the news lately, always in an uproar from his actions. Sometimes, there are rumors that the young man did it for hire—just a form of work." The teenager named, Rayyan began to speak.

Raga thought for a moment. "Youth huh? Older than us huh?"

The five of them nodded.

"Oh that." Raga glanced at the surroundings, relieved that the coffee shop was not too crowded. To be precise, it had just opened. "He's known to be a difficult figure to conquer, so people who enter the dark world like my father only rent. Sometimes, even rich and respected people who don't belong to the underworld like to hire him for their own purposes. Whether it's to win the position of the most superior businessman or whatever."

"What was he like?" said Denish, having been listening all along. "You said that your father had hired him. Naturally, you came face to face with him, right?"

"Oh, so you guys are curious about him form eh?" Raga was sometimes prankster, but often went too far because his pranks were terrible.

"Oy!"

Sure enough, the five of them were annoyed and somewhat shuddered when Raga showed his true personality.

"It was only once, when father hired him to kill the enemy. He was cold, never had that robot-like expression. For the first time, it was also accidentally making direct eye contact. It gave me goosebumps, honestly it was more scary at first, strangely I wanted to be able to fight with him for a while. Confirming his prowess firsthand."

"Then did you try?" This time, Vero replied, apparently curious about Raga's wish earlier.

"Yes, not yet, because I still want to practice more. I have to be prepared, instead of losing and dying in vain!" grumbled Raga. "Not usually, are you curious about people who live differently? Or do you guys wanna try?" Both eyebrows deliberately raised and lowered, Raga was playing pranks again.

"Nope!" they argued, also annoyed that Raga was playing pranks again.

Raga herself, chuckled again. Excited himself at the five of them' frightened expressions.

"No, but we're also curious about what people who live in the dark world do?" Azka deliberately changed the subject, but the others were also curious.

"Okay, I'll tell you a little." Raga sighed for a moment. "Not only killing, but also competing to be the most respected, continuing to control the territory, also fighting over valuable items that are auctioned off on a large scale. Either humans, weapons, or organs from the humans. Hehe." Raga blinked his eyes, it's true it's a whim again.

"Tha-That's it?" They swallowed, because Raga casually talked about human organs.

"Haha! You guys are funny when you're scared!"

"You're the one playing pranks!" they grumbled.

"That's all, isn't it?" said Raga, returning to his normal demeanor.

On the one hand, the coffee shop they went to was getting crowded. If we are continue the conversation. It would even unsettle them, who were very unfamiliar with the life of the dark world.

"There's still something, we're actually curious about you joining the auction with your father. Usually, what do you wanna get?" Devan spoke up again.

In fact, the six of them decided to go. To be precise, a leisurely stroll while talking.

"Hm, an AK 47 rifle maybe?" chimed in Raga. "Incidentally, I wanna be proficient as well as a reliable shooter. Although it's a bit difficult to get it for free, when using it we also need to be able to fast track the location of the opponent-the shooter too, if we're in a battle arena." Raga said it while whispering, after all they were in a crowd of people again.

They were just silent, the first time they could be close to a person who lived his life very differently from them. Also, know their limits. They were afraid that if they crossed them, there would be problems.

"I like collecting human eyes, especially the blue iris." Whether she realized it or not, Raga was excited herself. Although, still whispering.

"Caucasian eyes, right?" said Rayyan.

"Yes, there are some of them, too, in big auctions."

Afterward, they parted ways precisely because their curiosity had pretty much disappeared. Raga watched the five of them, starting to walk away.

"Huh, it's not bad to blend in like a normal teenager. Fortunately, I made the right decision. As long as there's no mission or anything, I can relax with them." Raga walked a little closer to the black car parked on the side of the road. In fact, it was a family car.

Wherever Raga went, he would be accompanied by bodyguards or his men. With the condition, to monitor from afar. Because he didn't want the five of them to feel uneasy and fear him again.

"The young man who is increasingly in the news, is mingling around here as well." One bodyguard began to speak.

"Hm, I think I saw it wrong earlier." Because, when walking together with the five of them while talking. He was distracted by seeing the flat-faced young man, yep, the one the five of them were very curious about before.

Only he realized, because he had previously met.

"Running errands, or normal?" Raga began to be curious.

"Ordinary. Because if you pay attention to very clearly, not so alert. The rest, maybe yes?"

Raga just nodded.

"What?"

"Isn't it fun?" Really in a mood outside of their profession in the dark world. In fact, trying to be friendly like a normal person. "Okay! Just curious about you, uhm to be precise. Just wondering what you do in your free time."

"Interrupt!"

"At least, despite living in a dark world and a profession that is not good for ordinary people. You should still act like one of them. That too, at the right time. Do you forget the other emotions? Come on Kean, how can you only show your annoying and horrible emotions?"

Emotions? Yes, the young man—none other than Kean. Ever since his life turned dark. Always mingling with people of the dark world, in fact making Kean forget emotions other than annoyance. Kean really turned into a human without emotions.

"Okay, there's another reason for following you around."

In the end, honest or not. Still overlooked by Kean—a monstrous youth with no emotions. As if actually becoming a human-shaped robot, and original again!

"The boss wants you to start tomorrow, tonight you should come too."

Kean clucked in annoyance, leaving just like that. Every time he was followed, there must be something he wanted.