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Chapter #20



“A—aku congratulations.”


The first plate that Leonna had just wanted to bathe was now lifeless. Thankfully, the sharp fragments fell right in the dishwasher. So, he was one hundred percent physically safe. Don't ask her how her mental state is.


Leonna was in a heavy shock. He forgot what happened a few months ago when he tried to cut the sausage. Predictable. It wasn't the beef he cut. But his precious, successful ring finger was almost flawed!


Luckily, when the terrible tragedy happened, Leo was thirsty. Leonna's older brother who was much more painstaking than her younger brother urgently stopped the activity of slicing fingers.


Leo's surprised? Evidently. However, he was more angry and eventually forbade Leonna to use any sharp objects. The protective nature of Leo, not even just stop there. He was so serious, also bribed master teachers and cooking teachers of Leonna's generation.


A fool with the ideals of Leonna who wants to become a chef and wants to produce her own dress. Boil the water, Leonna to the tiris. How could he do anything else?


Moreover, using a sewing machine. The needle that was an inanimate object could stab Leonna until the girl sobbed. How can a machine that moves with the sharp end of it Leonna control a hundred percent according to the guidebook and leave no trace of a single cut?


“It seems like there is no other way. I really should call Aunt Xena to clean up later.”


Aunt Xena was the janitor Leonna mentioned several times before Leonna flew to New York. But, it was basically stubborn Leonna. He always said no need and promised to be independent without the help of the German woman.


“This floor is too dirty. Oho! I recall. Vacuuming machine!”


However, it seems like Leonna has still not given up. Or better to say, has not satisfied his curiosity. He suddenly walked quickly into a room he had never entered.


“The bald manager said it was in the very end of the room—nah, here it is!”


Leonna's foot movement stopped. His instincts and memories turned out to be still kind enough to be invited to compromise. Now, the blonde girl was already gripping the body of the vacuum cleaner. It may be because it is too excited, to forget to read the instructions in a slippery book inside the Dayzon V31 box.


“WAH! This thing—”


Leonna's eyes narrowed. A vacuum cleaner for more than seven hundred dollars was already standing perfectly on the floor.


“—which end should I wear? Why are there so many? Ughhhh! Who is producing such a complex tool? They definitely just want to show how advanced 21.” century technology is


Ten minutes passed. Leonna. He was tired of struggling with the muzzle of a vacuum cleaner. He then lazily closed the door of the warehouse. His walking feet then stepped quickly towards the middle room.


“I surrender. This room is also more human. So, better now I clean-up and rest.”


The small strawberry-patterned apron was Leonna loose. He then walked into the bathroom. After nearly fifteen minutes, he finally finished cleaning up. He just wrapped in a bathrobe and then walked cheerfully towards the wardrobe.


Plain pajamas and vanilla Leonna sheets take. He then hurriedly dressed and after that, he went to put the bed linen that still smelled the typical smell of the factory. Understandably, all the furniture and items in Leonna's apartment are new products.


Time passes quickly. Leonna is now lying in bed. Smart phones have been perched between their fingers.


Leonna exclaimed in annoyance. He with a bent face slammed rough his smartphone. It was Leonna's sixth defeat. He really likes to play online games. But, somehow he lost continuously and if he lost one twice he was natural. But, six?! Then it's better to just sleep. Tired also his eyes long exposed to cellphone light.


PINGING!


“Moreover this? Don't tell—Reid?!”


The blanket that had been halfway covered half of Leonna's body was forced to open again. The girl who had been wearing a frog-shaped blindfold was in a hurry to take her smart phone. The bright light of the cell phone illuminated the sinister face of Leonna.


Three seconds passed. Leonna's been back and forth three times checking the mailbox. There was no Reid name and only a message from his phone card operator that he had not read for a week. Leonna's index finger then pulls up the bar section of the phone's screen. Both of his blonde eyebrows suddenly furrowed thickly.


...[ You have 999+ new notifications from GCD forum! ]...


...Lion.y! You get 5.5 million new followers, 8 million likes and 3.8 million comments. Check immediately and see who has followed, liked and commented on your post. Please press to find out more....


Leonna was really surprised by the notification on the top of her smartphone screen. His mouth was in disbelief. “What is this? Five million followers?! How could? Is it possible that my account was hacked by someone? Duh, how is this?”


Leonna's fingers were trembling as she began to observe more details of her notifications on her GCD account!. He clicked one by one the accounts commenting on his posts. It didn't take long. Twenty more accounts he had checked. All the accounts that made comments followed his account.


However, Leonna is increasingly confused because the accounts have a normal number of users. Some have up to three and five million followers. He then with mountains of curiosity opened the search column.


The top four searches listed could have left Leonna with a heart attack. Her Lion.Me account was written up there. In column bar with various kinds of articles. One of the most interesting to Leonna's attention is the series of letters that refer to her as the descendants of influential pillars in the world of international business.


More make Leonna uncomfortable again with some hashtags from the many hashtags that mark Lion.Me account has revealed his identity both directly and indirectly.


Five of the most irritating and creepy Leonna is the hashtag #Lion.MeGadisCantikGCD! #PhotoSiJelitaLion.Me #Lion.MeLifeDiNYC #LearnersSMASuperFightingLion.Me and #ConglomeratLion.MeNonaCaucasian.


“Meaning—! Do I need to call Leo? These tags I cannot take for granted. All right, best way is to call Leo's brother. Must tell Brother Leo right now.”


Leonna's head is pining itself. He's really scared right now. Indeed, one of the hashtags spreading the fenced-in photo was only visible next to the face and or photographing from behind. But, the mysterious girl clothes on the GCD forum! not wrong again, is the suit he wore two three days ago.


Leonna's smartphone that already displays a call sign to Leo contacts still continues to display the word ‘wait’. He stared at the phone impatiently. His right thumb he bit until a little bit produce a scar.


Tut's...Tut's...Tut's...


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Seriate...