Finding Doughnut Girl

"Young Master, you're home!", the house head said after Dale rushed from the door.

tss. Isn't it obvious

"Where are the head detectives?", Dale ask while skimming to the guest room.

"They went to the closest pub, at your pub young master.", he said calmly and full of value towards the young master.

"Tell them that they're late.", the young man commanded coldly.

The house head rushed to the home phone and called the head detectives.

"The young master is here, you're late.", he whispered to the phone and drop them down as she returned to Dale the young master.

"How's your trip being a normal person young master?", the house head asks his boss with full of respect.

"Fun, don't tell mom and dad about it.", he replied. His personality looks so independent however his mom and dad are still treating him like a baby since he's their only child.

"They're here.", the house head said as he heard footsteps from the door.

The two men with their detective suit and a pair of hats (yellow and brown) enter into the room with a sour face and trembling knees, who won't be afraid of the young man in front of them is the son of the well-known mafia family.

"Young M-Master.", both of them greeted the young man as they bow to show respect.

"Didn't I tell the both of you, that I already arrived at the port and we'll be heading a meeting as soon as I come!", the young man said while he stands up due to her temper and hit the table due to his anger, he doesn't want an irresponsible detective to work for him.

Dale's handsome face becomes so scary like he wanted to eat the two head detectives standing in front of him.

*gulp*

"Please accept our sincere apology young master, we haven't thought that you would rush to go h-home.", one of the detectives bravely talk towards the young master to protect their job, they are paid 100 times more than a normal salary and not just that once they got kicked by the Young Master there's a possibility that they could get killed due to the secret access information that they know about their family.

"I used the helicopter.", Dale's short response.

"We're sorry for being irresponsible, we won't do it again Young Master, please forgive us!", they begged towards the Young Man in front of them.

"Hmm.", Dale gives them a rude stare.

"Please young master!", both of them cried in chorus.

tss. what a cry baby.

"Both of you are fi-"

"We'll do better, we promise! YOUNG MASTER PLEASE!", they begged too hard that their face can't be painted anymore their like crumpled paper that can't be used anymore.

What are they talking about? I didn't even finish yet!

tss.

"Fi-."

"No young master please, I'm begging you~ *sniffs*, my daughter didn't meet the BTS yet!", the tall head detective said while his eyes are so pitiful and his tears crystallized that make his eyes shine so cute.

*sniffs* "Even my son didn't marry IU yet!", the short man, I mean the other head detective begging not to get fired while his tears are continuously flowing on his chubby cheeks.

"FOR THE SAKE OF OUR CHILD--

*sniffs*

PLEASE DON'T FIRE US~*cried chicken*

WAAHHH UNGAAAAA YOUNG MA(n)STER PLEASE HUHUHU~", Both of them beg to the point that they kissed the young master's shoes, the tall head detective on the right side and the short detective on the left shoe, they don't have the permission to touch the young master so what they can do is kiss his billion-dollar shoe, that made the young master cringe so much.

"House head, do something!", the young master commanded, his so uncomfortable because even there's a table in front of him they were still able to sneak down to kiss his shoe.

tss.

So pathetic but don't have a plan to listen!

The house head came back with a long witch broom holding on his left hand.

"What are you supposed to do with that?!", the young master slaps his handsomeness due to disappointment.

"skrikadu~ skritata~make them stop, don't make this flop~", the house head chanted towards the witch broom.

Oh, I almost forgot he's a witch a good witch.

The broom stands by itself as it does the thing that it needs to do it slaps the detective's butt off, which makes the detective back in their mind as they stand so straight.

*sighs*, all of the person in the room choruses with relief.

"Let me talk or I'll kill you both!", the young master commanded while facing the two immature detectives.

"So how old was both of your daughter and son?", Dale ask seriously with a poker face.

"Ten young master~", both of them answered in chorus.

"They're too young to dream about marriage! don't dream so far just let both of your children marry each other as soon as they've grown up.", the young master indicates towards the topic.

"Now, why aren't you answering?", the young master expect them to show up an argument.

"Age doesn't matter, Young Master!", both of them answered in chorus defending their child's dream.

"How dare you to talk! Such a disrespect!", the young master uttered while his eyebrows are in arch, knitted together.

"We're sorry Young Master.", both of them apologize in chorus.

"Didn't he commanded us to talk?", the short guy detective whispered to his partner, the tall detective, instead of receiving the support he instead received a huge slap on the back of his neck.

"Shut up, I don't wanna get fired!", he whispered back to his partner who's in pain right now.

"To clear things up, both of you are fi-NDING (finding) a very important person.", Dale said with his dark glowing face emphasizing the important keyword that both of them needed to internally analyze.

"Who is it y-young master?", the short man asked with a soft trembling tone.

"Calbee, she's my doughnut girl, she's beautiful and cute and cute and cute, go find her!", the young master said.

"How would we find her, the descriptions are so general young master.", the tall man response as the short man shakes his head up and down to agree on his partner's statement.

tss.

Is that so, I'll explain it a lot more specifically this time.

"Her eyes are a perfect mixture of red and yellow primary colors added with blue, they're like light coffee shaded, her lips are cute, red and plump, her hair is short and in 2a volume, she got an exact mixture of red, blue, and, yellow hair color, while her height is approximate,

log2(1sin(π22)sin(3π22)sin(5π22)sin(7π22)sin(9π22)sin(11π22))=5(1)(1)log2(1sin(π22)sin(3π22)sin(5π22)sin(7π22)sin(9π22)sin(11π22))= n (n'n) feet.

she's a Filipina, she loves traveling without her control, she's in trouble, so I need to find her.", the young master's most specific long explanation towards the two head detectives that made the two gulped and tremble so hard due to the intense equations.

"Yes, Y-young Master.", the short detective uttered while gulping.

"What are you talking about? It's too hard, can't you see there are hard mathematical matriculation!?", the tall head detective whispered intensely towards his partner, and instead of receiving the support he instead received a huge slap on the nape of his neck.

"Shut up, I don't wanna get fired!", the short man whispered back to his partner who's in great pain right now. Karma never talks.

"Am I hearing something..", Dale said while smirking.

"No, Young Master we'll do anything to find your beautiful and cute and cute and cute doughnut girl, her eyes are a perfect mixture of red and yellow primary colors added with blue, they're like light coffee shaded, her lips are cute, red and plum, her hair is short and in 2a volume, she got an exact mixture of red, blue, and, yellow hair color, while her height is approximate,

log2(1sin(π22)sin(3π22)sin(5π22)sin(7π22)sin(9π22)sin(11π22))=5(1)(1)log2(1sin(π22)sin(3π22)sin(5π22)sin(7π22)sin(9π22)sin(11π22))= n (n'n) feet.

she's a Filipina, she loves traveling without her control, she's in trouble, so you need to find her.", the short man replied repeating what the young master said earlier.

Instead of the Young Master being amazed he instead gave the both of them a hard and cold stare.

"Amaze me with your action not with your words.", the young master commanded coldly, leaving the two detectives tremendously trembling.

"That's all.", Dale said as he ended the meeting with his unemotional poker face.

the two head detectives leave a bow to the young master and the house head as they leave the house.

"How did you just memorize every single letter the young master said?", the tall man asks horrifically.

"Have you forgotten that I have the power of memorization, I'm the great leader of history they need me for the pieces of information inside my head.", the short guy whispered to his duo as he points his head.

"I should've known.", the tall man said.

"But what if you die?", the tall man blurted.

"What do you mean?! We're immortal.", the short guy detective blurted back.

"To this generation? I won't mention.", the tall guy said.

"Don't be too rude.", the short guy replied.

"Okay, I write everything I know and keep it on the huge Historical Life Book, and I got my son beside me to be the heir.", he explained.

"Yeah right, the position would be pass to your son and would mostly develop its super potential at his 18th birthday.", the tall detective guy agrees.

Such a genius family.

Both of them nod as they smile mysteriously and ride their big-time Lamborghini all the way to the club.

It's their first time to be in a job together, they have known each other since the day the young master set an appointment yet their mind is in unity when they are talking about pubs and girls, some parties and drinks, since both of them are single dad, why not find a wife for their lovable child and themselves, there is such no doubt that girls won't fall because both of them are such a healthy man.