Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

149: Romanticism

#NOTE: EVERYTHING TYPED HERE IS FICTION. PLEASE READERS DO NOT MISUNDERSTAND ALL THE THINGS WRITTEN BY THE AUTHOR!

After the visit event for Ric ....

"Somehow I felt that the idea wasn't going to go too smoothly" Haz said.

"There's no really smooth plan in this world, Haz. Maybe for some of it, yes ... the rest is very bad," replied Whisk.

"Yes, maybe you're right." Haz agrees to a statement from Whisk.

Haz and Whisk walk next to each other in the Hospital hallway which is quite wide.

Haz's steps stopped immediately. He was ambushed by bad feelings about Cyan and Zenneth. They have been missing for too long and are still unknown.

"Haz, are you okay?" Whisk asked when he realized that Haz was standing there for a while. Left behind a few steps from the reddish-bloody man.

"I'm fine, I'm just worried about Cyan and Zenneth. I wish I could find them both quickly" replied Haz.

Whisk understands Haz's worries. If her best friend had experienced the same thing, maybe she would have behaved like that.

Had Whisk been able to help, he would have been eager to help Haz solve the problem until the long-haired woman would not have much thought.

"Or, you want me to help you with that?" ask Whisk, give a suggestion.

"Help?" Haz looked in wonder at the Whisk. He hoped that the Whisk would not mention the strange proposal.

"I was in a Special Forces unit when I was conscripted because of my ability. I can follow them without being discovered. But, if you want it of course," said Whisk. He sounded doubtful. Probably because Haz was afraid to refuse.

"You have doubts, Whisk," Haz replied. He shook his head as a sign of disapproval and wanted a better proposal.

"I'm not doubting, Haz. I hesitate to say it because you will refuse" said Whisk.

"Listen, Whisk. I haven't said anything. I just heard your proposal, too. If you have a proposal, why doubt the rejection of others?"

It seems that Haz does not like the statement given by Whisk. Moreover, he had not heard what the Whisk had proposed. Concluding something unilaterally makes people miscommunicate.

"I was wrong. I'm always on the defensive."

Haz sighed. He doesn't like to argue with others. Instead of blaming people, he would always blame himself first. And, it makes the Whisk feel even more uncomfortable.

"No, I was wrong. I should have said that proposal without doubting anything unimportant."

I don't know, but every time someone fights and fights a mistake with Haz, the long-haired woman is always upset and restricting herself. He doesn't like someone 'being like him'.

"So, are you going to accept that proposal or not?" ask Whisk. He didn't want the business to be long. She also knows Haz is not a person who likes to prolong and complicate matters.

"Do your best. I want to see Zenneth."

Haz's been 'sick' ever since Zenneth was kidnapped. It seems like he needs his best friend back as soon as possible.

"I'll do my best, Haz. I'll find Zenneth."

Whisk patted Haz's head to calm the woman down.

For some reason every time Whisk pats his head, Haz always feels comfortable. It felt so strange, her chest was rumbling small. Pulled, maybe.

"Thank you then" said Haz.

The day quickly passed and the night arrived ....

During the afternoon, not much was done by two people who stayed in each other in the workspace.

Haz reads the data until he falls asleep. As for the Whisk, the man was immersed in his own world.

Whisk was still loyal to his mind when Haz woke up from his sleep.

Haz's neck hurt because of his unfavorable sleeping position.

Haz rubbed his eyes, then turned his gaze towards Whisk. He could see the empty eyes of the Whisk. Even to blink only a reddish-blind gibberish man did not do it. If you have to be honest, the aura around the Whisk looks very creepy. As if you could kill someone.

Haz comes out of the study and it looks like Whisk is unaware of it. The long-haired woman walked towards the kitchen.

What was the whiskey thinking? thought Haz. He was curious, but also did not dare to ask directly to the Whisk. He just thought that Whisk was very scary at that time.

Haz makes two cups of hot tea for himself as well as for Whisk. The trauma will be the kitchen because Ric is still left. So, the woman decided not to cook dinner and made an excessive mess. He said the chaos caused by the Hassan family and the kidnapping of Zenneth was enough. He did not want to create another mess by accidentally setting fire to an apartment due to his own carelessness.

I have to get used to it and get away from the shadows of the past. Besides, it was my own stupidity, Haz thought. He took a deep breath and turned around. He wants to get sugar.

How shocked Haz is to find out that the Whisk is behind him like a ghost. Without any sound.

"Whiskey Woods!" Haz shouted furiously. He stroked his chest and wiped away the water that had yet to fall from his eyes. If only it wasn't a Whisk, he would instantly beat up mercilessly.

"I'm sorry, did I surprise you?" ask the worried Whisk.

"You think?!" Haz glared at Whisk. He almost had a sudden heart attack.

"I'm sorry."

Whisk hugged Haz. He feels very guilty. But actually, Haz is more surprised to find out that the Whisk can be behind him without any sound.

Is it because he was in the Special Forces? They must work in the dark, not be vocal, not to be discovered at all, inner Haz.

"Why are you like this? This should be my part!" exclaim Haz.

Haz returns the Whisk's embrace. He felt that the Whisk was very soft and spoiled. He also felt relieved because the Whisk was sincere.

Whisk looked at Haz meaningfully. His face is getting closer.

This is not good, inner Haz.

If only Haz hadn't stopped the Whisk, it might have been 'desired things'?

"ah! We still have work to finish. Whisk, please make dinner!"

Haz breaks away from the Whisk. He hurriedly put the sugar into the tea and directly left the kitchen.

Disappointed whiskey. But he can't do anything. The cultural culture in his country and the Haz state was one hundred and eighty degrees different and he could understand it.

Maybe I'm impressed too hastily, Inner Whisk.

Whisk exhaled and did as Haz told him to do. She knows why Haz hasn't been in the kitchen for long. He only hoped that the trauma Haz had experienced would soon pass.