Red Riding Hood (4)

"What's a black priest anyway?" Daniel's voice sounds playful, and that made her upset.

"YOU DAMN SHIT! DON'T PLAY WITH ME! ANSWER ME PROPERLY WHEN I ASK A QUESTION!" She was frustrated as she shouted at the phone because she thought she had trusted another monstrous murderer beast again.

She forgot that their normal conversation was always mixed with mischievous remarks.

"Why are you so worked up early in the morning?" Daniel, cluelessly asking, wonders what's wrong with her mood.

"Randell told me you're a demonic priest. Tell me honestly, what kind of priest are you?"

"Ah, Is that what they called me?"

"Aren't you one, Sir?" Randell interjected.

Nida looked at Randell, puzzled by why he was talking respectfully to Daniel.

"HAHA, Mr. Wolf, This is what I get from protecting your pack?"

"No sir." Randell continued to talk to him in a composed and respectful manner. "We are always grateful for your protection."

"Then what is it?" Nida asked to clear her anxiousness.

"I didn't mean to describe him in a bad way, but he is called a demonic priest because he protects and guards the dark attributes creatures." Randell explained.

"Demonic Priest isn't a bad thing, Nida. I am a guardian priest for bad creatures. Isn't it cool?" Daniel nonchalantly stated.

Nida frowned. "You better explain this personally to me."

"Haha, yes madam." Daniel just laughed at her stern voice.

He doesn't have any reason to explain himself to her, but he doesn't feel bad telling her anyway.

He also decided to be honest to her.

"Anyway, I know this is not the reason you called, so what is it?"

"Ah!" she jolted, remembering her first agenda. "What happened to the police? to the company car? Will I be able to go back to normal?"

"Don't worry, I fixed it all. I also gave Sir Suarez the wolf address. He has all your things and he will tell you the details later."

"Really? Thank goodness." She felt relieved that she could still go back to normal after all the weird things that happened to her.

"You better be grateful! I give you free service."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

"See you later."

"see you."

The call ended after their short goodbye, then she gave back Randell's phone to him.

However, Randell's expression seemed upset.

"You don't have the right to look at me like that." she coldly stated, while leading the way to his kitchen.

That upset expression is familiar to her.

It's a jealous expression.

She is not assuming things. She doesn't want to admit this, but she still remembers his body language, his habits, and all his behavior.

Randell blinks multiple times to erase his upset expression and silently follows her.

Of course, they are still holding hands.

"What do you have here?" She looked inside his refrigerator and started to prepare food.

"Do you know how to cook?" he looked surprised.

"People learn. I used to be bad at cooking, but now I can cook edible food."

In her teens, she always trusted the cooking and other things relating to food to her boyfriend. She is not bad at it. She just loves how her boyfriend takes care of her.

"Come on, let's work together to make breakfast. We can only use one hand."

Randell picked up the apron near the sink and put it on his neck. The other one he gave to Nida and also put it on her neck.

But the problem is, how will they tie the apron on their back.

"Excuse me," he softly said, then moved very close to her.

She held her breath because she could smell his baby cologne.

It seemed like the two were hugging.

He bit the other end of the tie and his other hand was working hard to tie it together.

He thought she would smell the same as him since she was wearing his clothes. However, her sweet and rosy smell put him in a daze, as if he was intoxicated.

"I-I can cook without an apron." She pushed him away, and the apron came undone again.

"o-okay."

Their faces turned red while Randell fan himself because he suddenly feels hot.

The two became awkward once again.

Ding Dong Ding Dong

The two flinched at the sudden ringing of his unit's door bell.

"Do you expect someone?" she asked, because it would be bad if it was someone in the office.

Since they need to hold hands all the time, she can't hide.

"No I don't."

"Delivery?"

"No, I didn't order anything."

"Then who?"

The two froze for a moment and were snapped back by another set of door bell ringing.

ding ding dong.

The two walked towards the door, and Randell checked the visitor on the monitor.

"Police?" Randell stated as he recognized the uniform of the two person in the monitor.

Nida also peeked at the monitor and instantly recognized the person on screen.

It's Toto!" She shouted with a smile but instantly changed her expression as she recognized the person beside him.

"Why is he wearing a police uniform?" she mumbled unto herself.

"Toto? Our childhood friend?" Randell excitedly asked while he didn't notice the frown on Nida's face. He hurriedly opened the door to see his friend for the first time after ten years.

but he froze after they made eye contact.

[Ah right, he won't remember me.]

He became dejected after realizing he would be treated as a stranger again.

"RANZ! LONG TIME NO SEE!" Toto's face beamed with happiness as he greeted his friend, who he believed to be dead.

Randell's slumped down shoulder perked up once Toto recognized him and his eyes became teary.

"H-how? Y-you can recognize me!?"

The two were about to start their emotional reunion when suddenly, Nida interjected.

"Let's go inside first." she said while looking straight to the unknown policemen.

"Ah right, let's go inside." Randell looked at the guy beside Toto and greeted him politely.

"Ah, this is PO1 Eugene Allen. He assisted me in fixing the mess Nida left." Toto introduced the police to them.

Randell responded politely, while Nida just raised her eyebrows.

The moment she did this, the surroundings turned black and white and Randell and Toto stopped moving.

"Oh, not much of a reaction?"

The policeman beside Toto commented.

The surroundings change, but she is not perplexed.

"Daniel, why are you cosplaying as the police? Why can't they recognize you?"

She asked him while narrowing her gaze toward him.

Daniel just smiled while placing his index finger near his mouth, telling her to keep quiet.

"Spit it out."

He smiled brightly.

"I am not allowed to enter a wolf den." He shortly responded, then the surroundings returned to normal.

She just rolled her eyes toward Daniel and let him do whatever kind of play he was doing.

Randell guides them inside his unit, then he and Toto start to talk about the past that made her frown worse.

"Ehem! What happened to my body?" She interjected to change the topic.

"W-wait, is it alright to talk about that with him?" Randell worriedly asked, while looking at the police officer beside Toto.

"It's okay, it's okay. There are only two of us who know what really happened. He has his third eye too." He tapped his forehead, showing off his not-so-visible third eye.

"Third eye?"

Nida scoffed at the ridiculous excuse that Daniel made for him to pose as a policeman.

"So what happened?" She asked them to not prolong their conversation.

"Ah! Your body evaporated overnight! but strangely, no one at the site or the station remembers anything!" Toto exclaimed as he started to tell them what happened. "The station 3 personnel and also the forensic team cannot remember what actually happened, instead they thought the accident last night was done like a drill."

"Drill?"

"Simulation training."

"At midnight?" She was flabbergasted at how the ridiculous altering of memories passed without any problem.

Daniel is just nonchalantly seated on the couch with a proud look on his face.

"The trailer truck was also towed early this morning."

"What about the company car?"

"We drove it here."

"You drove it here? That wrecked car?"

"I don't know how, but the car was fine when I checked it in the impounding area."

Her eyes popped from hearing unbelievable things.

"If Sir Daniel is helping you, so you don't have to worry about things like this." Randell spoke proudly, as if he was talking about someone he admired. "Unlike Wolf, Sir Daniel cleans things up in a way that does not harm both civilians and those involved."

Tsk.

Everyone looked at her after she clicked her tongue.

She thought that Daniel would tease her more since he was working really hard this time.

She is very grateful, but she is wary of the cost of all the things he did.

"Where's my bag and things anyway?" she asked, then Daniel immediately handed him a black plastic bag (garbage bag) containing her things.

She frowned. "Do you think my things are trash or what?"

"They're filthy." Daniel responded with a benign smile.

"This shitty clean freak," Nida said internally.