The Author's POV

Chapter 43

-Pak! -Pak! -Pak!

Inside of a large spacious room, a lone figure bounced around a punching bag. His figure seemed to melt with the shadows around the room, appearing and disappearing constantly.

Each time his figure emerged from the shadows his fist would instantly connect with the punching bag resulting in a small indentation appearing on the bag.

The force of each punch was so strong that small shockwaves were released every time he hit the punching bag.

If not for the fact that the material used for making the punching bag was unique, it would've already been broken a dozen times over.

"Huff, huff, huff"

Stopping, the figure's body which seemed to be sculpted to perfection, heavily gulped for air.

Droplets of sweat dripped all over his shirtless figure, giving him a wild and manly aura.

Taking a water bottle from the ground, the handsome figure took big gulps of water. Soon he exhaled in satisfaction. After drinking his fill, the figure dropped to the ground exhausted and leaned on the wall.

-Knock! -Knock!

Hearing the sound of someone knocking, the figure indifferently spoke

"...Come in"

Soon the door opened, revealing the features of a burly individual whose hair was cut in a buzzcut. His towering figure that looked to be nearing 2 meters made him look intimidating.

"Young master Jin, I heard you called me"

Apatethically nodding his head, Jin slowly stood up and grabbed a towel from a nearby table.

Drying his wet hair, he slowly approached Arnold who stood with his back straight and breathing lightly, not daring to even make a sound.

-Bam!

Arriving beside Arnold, Jin punched his stomach with all his might, causing Arnold's body to bend over as his eyes shot wide open.

"Guuuaah...ghhh..khhh"

"To actually be unable to deal with a mere bug"

Disdainfully looking at Arnold, Jin threw the towel that was drenched in his sweat at his face.

"Stand up"

"khh"

Holding his stomach, Arnold slowly stood up as Jin ordered.

"...To think you would resort to such stupid tricks to harass someone that isn't even worth my notice"

"B-but!"

"Shut up"

Jin's mood was terrible.

Recalling the lone figure sitting on the right side of the classroom, Jin's teeth clenched.

Ren. Ren Dover.

That was the name of the student that fouled his mood.

Previously, he didn't really put Ren in his sight. He only knew that Arnold had a slight grudge against him...But just recently he received a certain piece of news that irked him.

It told him that Melissa had granted Ren a meeting with her, and moreover, it seemed that they talked for over ten minutes.

Not even he could talk to Melissa for that long despite the fact that they were living in the same dorm.

With a dark face, Jin said

"I'll ask Troy to deal with him...at least he can finish the job"

Hearing Troy's name being mention, Arnold immediately protested

"Please let me!"

"...oh?"

determination, Jin couldn't help but

think you can

one that prevented me from finishing the

guess you're

in the shoulder, Jin gloomily

make his life is

"Yes"

solemnly, Arnold left

-Baaam!

-Tsshhhhh

left the room, Jin walked back to the punching machine and punched it with all his might. A large shockwave swept the room and fine granules of sand started falling from the

you

...

thought I was

A large fancy board with the words <> imprinted

tables spread all over the cafe. A relaxed and tranquil atmosphere enveloped the place promoting me

around I soon found

cap and a mask, smallsnake sat in the corner of the café. I was easily able to find him because he was wearing exactly

note of that, I went and

and receiving my latté I headed to

agreed beforehand that we both must order a latté beforehand in order to make sure we got the right person. Since our faces were covered, we had no idea how we looked like so this was the easiest

"Yooo"

in front of smallsnake I placed my latté

me sit down, smallsnake placed his drink down and looked at me

you wearing a face

"Nope"

straightforward response, smallsnake sighed

I will rat you out and

good eye for people and my instincts are telling me that

said I had a good eye for people. Knowing my novel very well I knew

those

shook his head and slowly took off his

willing to trust me that much, I might

his face was revealed. He had short black hair, deep green eyes, and a childish-looking face. However, despite his childish features, his demeanor was nothing but childish. He felt like someone who had gone through many ups and

your trust...so what

my latté

leaned

party is looking for my

"The authorities?"

very careful and though the authorities are indeed trying to trace me they are not

"hmmm"

my sofa, I contemplated

be

but I don't have concrete

"No, it's them"

you so sure about

it's because they were the ones that ordered

"What!?"

raised his voice and looked

"oy, calm down"

lightly sighed and urged him to

how do you

of them if that's

at smallsnake who was sitting up straight and eagerly waiting for me to

how I got the information I'm sorry

could explain to him that he was merely a side

Lightly disappointed, smallsnake said

but is what you

"100%"

creeper to kill Thobias Church. The reason why he was able to kill him without any trace was because they had planted a mole inside of C.B

got rid of him was obvious...they wanted to be the number one. Having been overshadowed ever since opening, the higherups had decided they had enough. Since they couldn't defeat them legally, they resorted to killing

are you planning on doing with

"Nothing"

"eh?"

as if he was looking at an

mean who wouldn't want to capitalize on this piece of news to make even more money? If I could prove that W.V was behind Thobias Church's death then the stock of W.V would plummet. Moreover, with my newly acquired funds, the amount of money I would make

know that W.V is behind it, I can't

"That's true"

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