How You Feeling?

"That scale man still doesn't know himself, he considers that he is so valuable to you." Joy babbled as she looked at the piercing Helena. She felt guilty again after attempting to cover up what she was feeling. 

Joy is so upset. Next time, she doesn't want something like this to happen again. This is tantamount to the stalker incident yesterday.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't know that he would also be in this shoot next time. I would force you to take a look at the list that worked with you first," Joy said, holding Helena's hand. She really felt guilty and assumed that she had sucked.

Daiki since observing, he didn't want to immediately join in their conversation, especially since he also just found out that Milo was Helena's ex-boyfriend. It seems that Milo often annoys Helena. 

"Such a man really can't be left alone. Has he forgotten that his attitude is the attitude of a trash man?" 

Joy vilified Milo so irritably, she had wanted to throw Milo in the face only If she did that you then it could be a scandal let alone the news of the courtship between Milo and Helena used to never be smelled at all. 

"Daiki, did you break his hand just now?" asked Joy, now looking at Daiki and making Helena startled. This could be a pretty big deal later on.

"No." 

"Joy, you don't tell Daiki to beat him up. He is a powerful person. He can get Daiki into trouble." Helena stared sadly. "I can handle it..." 

"Yes, I'm not going to tell Daiki to do that. I'm sorry, Helen." Joy held Helena's hand. She was used to doing that for Helena to remember. 

"If that man does something dangerous, of course I will protect Miss. Breaking or anything else is a common thing that can happen." 

"Eeee." Helena stared at Daiki, who expressionlessly said it. He looked used to doing that, which made Helena now immediately shake her head.  She was afraid that Daiki was really doing it. 

"Don't do such a thing. You just need to protect me without the need to make any heavy injuries. Remember that" Helena emphasized her sentence and scowl. Daiki finally nodded slowly once she turned her eyes towards the front back. Looking back, when the Van car was running was not fun at all. 

From one workplace now they were at another, the work they had to do and with a considerable distance, Helena with her petite body but great energy wrapped her up made it through this job well.

"What about yesterday's stalker, Joy?" asked Helena as she was eating her lunch. A noodle with a spicy seasoning that was going viral. She tried it out of curiosity. And the major food is not that, there are some low-calorie foods that have been available. As an artist, she must take good care of her body.

 "Of course the man got his punishment. He managed to get into your apartment because he was smart enough. He used the fingerprint scanning method and he said it was his seventh attempt until he finally made it into your apartment." 

Helena felt goosebumps hearing the terrible evil. She then turned to look at Daiki, who was standing behind her. 

"Daiki, sit here and eat with me. You are indeed my bodyguard, but you are also a human being." 

Daiki casually sat directly in the place pointed by Helena, Joy, only this time saw a male worker casually behaving like this in front of Helena. 

Daiki picked up the hamburger in front of him and ate it quietly. His face looked expressionless, which made Joy even more curious about Daiki. 

"before, who did you guard? Or your job from the beginning was a bodyguard?" 

Daiki stopped his bite on hamburger and answered Joy's curiosity. 

"Yes, I always do the work of escorting the important thing." Daiki smiled slightly, not free, and had a mysterious impression. 

**

After a day of working to look after a National No. 1 artist in the country, Daiki was finally able to rest in his room, he had just finished taking a shower and wiping his hair, as he was just about to sit down his phone rang which made Daiki pick up the phone. 

"What else is it?" Daiki asked indifferently. Ron had contacted him again, and he didn't want to be troubled by Ron. 

"How you feel escorting a very beautiful woman?" the question made Daiki sigh. 

"that's how nothing special." 

A few seconds was enough there was a residence between them, the not very comfortable feeling and the stony gaze from Daiki always looked serious. 

Je didn't know his leave would end like this, filling the empty time. Maybe this really filled his empty time. 

"A commander like you takes care of the little problem of the artist being threatened with death, I just want you to forget the trauma a little, Daiki." Ron looked so sympathetic, he thought of this amazingly great friend of his and wanted him to be in a good state. 

"I know. It's not bad, it's just quite different from what I often do." 

Daiki yawned his face once. The sound of repeated gunshots still sounded so clear in his ears. The sea of blood and the sound of shouting always carried all the way to his dreams. 

Now his task is to escorting a little woman, will he not hurt this little woman later?

If suddenly he actually hurt this little woman, he no longer knows what he will feel next. He was already in poor shape.

"Many have missed you here. Your work has always been perfect and I'm sure you're there going to do the same too." 

Daiki heard all the words of his best friend without replying to a single word. He didn't feel happy, only empty, which made him really feel that he was not alive.

"Daiki, you should be Daiki as before." 

Ron emphasized his sentence. During his lifetime, he never encountered anyone more awesome than Daiki.