12 Missed Innocent Target
"It's not my fault you missed an innocent target."
"Tch."
Drea rose to approach Yorris locking his movement, their gazes showing their respective interests. Drea's hands were on Yorris's right and left.
Yorris knows a little about how Drea's ability works, namely in her eyes. If you want to avoid her ability is not look into her eyes. Yorris was about to fight back, so he dared to take the risk to look at Drea.
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"Humph, you've been assuming have a sixth sense? How many senses do you have, ten?"
It hurts that Drea is constantly insulted by Yorris. Before going to bed, the two of them had a talk that contained insults and ridicule from Yorris. Drea surrendered, she never thought strange things about her strengths. Besides that, if not in a precarious situation, instead of hypnotizing someone, it's safer to hit. Drea taking self-defense classes is just for that.
Then until Drea was 21 years old, strange things had never happened except for two things. First, her mother's death coincided with her intention to go to the police. Two, giving vitamins to the extreme. The rest of Drea's life is safe, peaceful, and peaceful.
"I still suspect you," Drea mentioned something else.
"Whatever, the important thing is that I make you show and acknowledge your abilities. If you do anything, I will kill you."
"How elite is the way you threaten," sneered Drea. Already showing hidden abilities, Drea was no longer afraid of Yorris.
If Yorris dares to miscellaneous Drea asks Lucy for help.
"I want breakfast, should I cook or you?"
"I, if you cook, food will you be poisoned."
Yorris chuckled at Drea's words. "I can't possibly poison my wife, Drea. Let me make it clear I like you."
"Tch."
Drea didn't have time to deal with Yorris' ridiculous attitude. Drea's regular schedule is waiting to be implemented soon. After one night their relationship got better. More importantly, Drea couldn't wait to meet Yorris' grandfather, who he said was a lieutenant general of the navy.
Drea wants to find out any truth about her deceased mother.
"Tonight I'll pick you up. Prepare your clothes, we'll stay the night."
Drea's thumbs up and also smiled broadly.
"Okay. Oh, I want to be honest. Last night's kiss was surreal. I don't want my first kiss with someone like you."
"Huh, Drea. I want a real kiss. I want to kiss passionately, not just a light kiss. Let's do it a French kiss."
Yorris got a plastic decoration thrown by Drea.
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Flowers here and there, there is an assortment of colors presenting sweet nectar that attracts the attention of butterflies. Bonsai gardens along the way, beautifully shaped decorative lights. Next, there are big Antony inscriptions like at Yorris's house. What Drea likes the most is the waterfall.
"Wow... Is this a house or a palace?"
"Castle," Yorris said annoyed, he ignored Drea's country girl's gaze which seemed to him excessive. "Come on, you knucklehead."
Following Yorris, Drea grumbled. Occasionally Drea acted like she was going to hit Yorris on the head but none of the attacks hit the target.
An assistant dressed neatly showed them the way. Drea being a good boy followed closely behind.
Suddenly from the direction of one o'clock, a person appeared as if was lunging forward without knowing backward. Drea didn't have time to dodge, the two people ended up in a super strong hug.
"Welcome Drea. I finally met you."
"Ouch, it hurts."
"Ah, sorry Granpa." The hug has not been released but at least not as strong as before.
Not impolite, Drea only knew she was out of breath so he couldn't answer. Only a smile can Drea give as a sign that she is good.
"Please, sit."
Drea's body was pulled. The pain also increases.
"Okay let's get started. Your mother has a weapons business on an island."
"Is it legal?"
Drea didn't have time to be surprised, they started their conversation about heavy. Drea couldn't help but ask.
For a lieutenant general of the navy, Yorris' grandfather was way beyond Drea's expectations. Drea knew where Yorris's bipolar nature came from, it turned out to be a derivative of his grandfather.
"Illegal semi-legal," said Mr. old Anthony. Drea's eyes twitched slightly at how casually a general talked about illegal business.
"Yeah, Jishan is my friend. As a good friend, I protect her as long as her business doesn't hurt."
Drea was confused as to where affability was. The illegal arms business is very dangerous!
As if he understood what Drea was thinking, Mr. old Antony gave further explanation. "Your mother is a responsible person. She kept her word not to supply weapons to foreign countries. Her crimes are domestically centered. Besides, I can't prevent this business because she helps distribute weapons to the national army."
"Eh!?"
Drea dropped his eyes to the floor, that was better than glaring.
"Jishan was a teammate of mine when we were in the navy. The difference is that she handles it on the weapon. In the past, many people admired her thanks to her expertise in tinkering with weapons as well as using them. It's a shame she felt so proud of herself until it ended didn't get married."
Laughter boomed throughout the room. Drea strengthened mentally not to fall because was shocked by Yorris's grandfather's madness. To divert her mind, she saw Yorris through the corner of her eye. The man also laughed along with his grandfather.
Drea suspects that the two men are both the source and the eradication of problems.
Grandpa Yorris still laughs until the corners of his eyes release tears which are quickly wiped away.
"Even though I'm old like this, I still serve as a lieutenant. my son Regas married young, and even then his future wife was already pregnant," said grandfather Yorris casually.
Drea firmly believes that personal information should not be disclosed to others. Huh, Drea is getting bad.
Exploring the ocean for too long had an impact on grandfather Yorris's brain, causing it to shift. His relaxed demeanor had gone too far to the point that even on land it still felt as relaxed as on the beach.
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