My Dangerous Boy's

Part 82 - He Is Very Annoying

Zavier stared intently at the door he had seen yesterday, before his tightly clenched hand knocked on it several times. He exhaled a rough breath, hoping that this was his best option.

And, it didn't take long for him, Zavier with his serious face stared at the person who had just opened the door for him.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to come," said the man, but it didn't sound at all friendly to Zavier's ears. The man instead felt his head start popping smoke and flames evaporating.

"Hey, I hope you won't let down my precious time. At least you should have some important news" said Zavier, before he just breezed into Aron's apartment.

"No, I will never let your heart down" Aron said, closing the door to his apartment.

Zavier looked around the apartment. He still remembers the noise from across the phone, like something was going on in Aron's apartment.

Hmm..the state of the items in it is almost the same as when he visited here. Looks like his items are neatly arranged, except for the living room that already looks very messy, as if the man has just finished a great battle in it.

Okay, Zavier's getting more convinced that something's going on inside this apartment!

Even as he walked into the living room, he realized that there were sharp knives lying on the floor. It's starting to look terrible.

"What's going on?" asked Zavier while sitting on a sofa whose shape already looks different from the first time. Several knife marks were faintly visible on the object, accompanied by slight drops of blood sticking to it and further worsening its condition.

"You can't guess?" asked Aron who was currently walking towards the living room and sitting on the sofa. The man seemed to grimace slightly as he sat on the sofa.

Oh, yep... Zavier only realized that not only was this apartment a mess, but it was accompanied by its owner as well.

Aron's face looked very dull and like it had been unkempt for several days. His white hair and shirt that had been tainted by the red liquid looked extremely messy. Moreover, there are scars that are plastered very clearly in some parts of the man's body, there are those on the neck, face, hands, even on both legs.

Apparently, not only the apartment is different, even Aron has also been different for today.

"You're at war with cats?" zavier asked spontaneously, making Aron immediately roll his eyeballs lazily. The man folded his legs and his eyeballs were seen moving looking towards Zavier.

"Cats? Are you kidding me?" aron answered, grunting.

Zavier shook his head slowly, then looked back at the man from head to toe. He shuddered his own horror.

This guy looks like he just had a great fight with some stray cats.

And, from the circumstances he saw himself, Zavier was able to conclude that Aron had indeed just been at war with cats.

Then, after a while, the animals finally wanted to get out of the man's apartment, but it was found out by this man named Aron.

Okay, for the last one. Zavier finds out that the cat is fighting with his sharp claws, while Aron, who has nothing, takes a sharp knife from his kitchen. They must be fighting on the couch in this living room. Just look at the state of this sofa, so terrible because it has been torn pathetically in some parts.

"Yes, according to my survey so far, I have concluded that" Zavier said without feeling guilty.

No problems... It's a nice story, Zavier!

"Cat?" sahut Aron for the second time, before shaking his head in pity. He felt a little sorry for Zavier's stupidity.

"I think your brain is too shallow, Zavier. You're too stupid for a mafia lord who is famous for his cruelty" Aron added, and it turns out that the words managed to ignite Zavier's emotions to the crown.

"Just get to the point" said Zavier who began to grow a little furious.

"I'm afraid your stupid brain won't be able to properly digest my words later" Aron said again, as if he wasn't content to mock Zavier.

Well, when in fact, he still wants to prank this stupid man.

"Be quiet" exclaimed Zavier with eyes that began to glint fiercely. He then sizzled in annoyance.

Aron raised one of his eyebrows up, before staring around the glass of his apartment. He slightly squinted his eyes to look at the scene outside, then shook his eyes in disbelief after realizing something. He cleared for a moment.

"You're telling your bodyguards to keep you from next door? Well, are you scared of me?" aron asked and chuckled softly, making Zavier instantly cuss small and stared intently at the man.

"I was just on guard for something bad that might suddenly happen. Besides, it's good you realized that."

"of course. I'm not like you very**** and stupid," replied Aron directly.

"Yes, yeah, yeah. Are you jealous of my stupidity? Ck, you're too clever" Zavier replied as well, not realizing that Aron was already smiling happily inwardly.

"No. Why am I jealous of your stupidity? That is a very unqualified thing for me" said Aron and shook his head.

Hearing that, Zavier only let out an irritated sigh.

Are he and Aron going to keep fighting in here? Greaty!