
“Gosh. Damnit damnit!! You only care about your brother, your brother, and your brother. I'm so sick of that. You really make me jealous, Michael.”
“Aduh. Shit!!”
Michael patted his own eel.
“You why? Did that woman also hit your head?”
“I forgot to ask for his signature. I promised Marko I'd give the woman her autograph.”
“Gosh! Did your head hit? You still have time to think about that.”
“How is it, Jim?”
“I have an idea.”
Jim pushes his bike over, then pulls out his phone to find out Ella's signature.
Jim intends to make a false signature, which will be given to Marco.
“Give me a pen and paper!”
Michael took out a pen and paper from his bag and gave it to Jim.
Jim started to mimic Ella's signature on the paper, and tried it repeatedly, to make it look exactly the same.
“Gosh! The signature is complicated. Like heiroglif only.”
“Not heiroglyphs, but hieroglyphs.”
Jim looked at Michael as Michael corrected his wrong words.
“You see what? Quickly finish that. Marco is waiting.”
Jim kept trying until it really looked quite like Ella's signature.
“Good. It's done.”
“Try see.”
“Look. Isn't that similar?”
Michael took the paper and saw Ella's signature, which Jim had made.
“Woaa. So great you're Jim.”
Michael smiled at Jim.
“Are you happy?”
“Yes. I'm so happy. Marco must have liked this.”
Michael looked back at the signed paper and smiled.
“Gosh. Don't smile. That's very sickening.”
Michael was shocked and looked at Jim.
“What did you say? There are patients who say that too. Does my smile suck?”
“What is it?”
Michael wondered why his smile was so annoying.
“When you smile, you look more like the Joker. You know the Joker, don't you? You smile, but your eyes look sad. Make fun. You look so much like him. Hahahaha.”
“Come home!”
Jim mimics the Joker's style and invites Michael to rush home.
They arrive at the house occupied by Michael and Marco.
The house is located on the outskirts of the city, and it looks like the house is old enough.
“Kak. I've been home.”
They enter, then call Marco to give Ella the autograph that Jim has made.
Marco came up with a flat expression, and picked up the paper that Jim had brought.
Just as he looked at the paper, Marco seemed to have learned that it was a fake signature.
Although Marco has a slight mental disorder and temperament, he can still tell the difference.
“Inii..”.
“Fake. It's bogus. It's a fake signature!”
Marco tore the paper, and squeezed it, then threw it away.
“It's fake. Fake. Fake, it's fake. Fake. Fake.”
Marco's face changed, then headed for a special tent he made himself in his house and entered it.
The tent was specifically made for himself, when he did not want to interact with anyone including his own sister.
“Kak. Where are you going? Wait for. Come onl. Don't put it this way.”
Michael followed Marco and sat in front of Marco's tent. Jim followed Michael as well.
“Fake. That's Fake. All fake. You lied to me.”
Marco Nyerocos was alone in his tent.
“I'm sorry, Brother. Open the tent.”
Michael continued to try to persuade his brother.
“You lied. Why are you lying? Lying is despicable.”
“I was very si...”
“Lying is despicable. You lying. Even a little kid knows lying is wrong.”
Marco kept mumbling alone in his tent.