REMPAK: The Destruction

Section 18: Change Your Clothes and Go Home Calmly

The clouds were slowly rising, the sun was propping up the body gallantly, burning the metropolis and all its noise. Jizo wears his black hat properly. On his right shoulder was draped in an actual backpack, containing only one stel of change of clothes and electronics.

The man was playing an arcade game on his phone. Meanwhile, his ears are gagged with sound devices, Jizo drowning in his own busyness.

Jizo sat at the bus stop right in front of his apartment building. He will be returning to the Eastern District today. Arba, his best friend, contacts him to come back sooner. In fact, there are only six months left until the sentence here is completed.

He was deliberately sent here by his uncle to keep Jizo away from the chaos in Corvus's territory. The great leader of his organization group, wanted him to keep a temporary distance from the Eastern District and live like an ordinary student in this city.

What ordinary students.

Jizo does attend school here, but his mind is full of things that happen inside, as well as outside the Corvus organization. Arba contacts him periodically about all the developments that are happening. Jizo's soul, still fixated on the seaside city.

Speaking of the Eastern District, he remembered when there was an additional study class, the girl he always bullied, Airi, asked about the Eastern District.

Jizo really could not help but describe his memories. He did not expect, that out of everyone, Airi would ask him.

Why, the girl wants to know? Had he failed to go with his friend to the Northeast District, he decided to turn to the Eastern District?

Actually, Jizo was a little pity on her. The man's instincts are never wrong. Just like how Jizo was, always wanted to be near Airi to play around with her because it was driven by her feeling that the girl must have reacted pleasantly, she said, jizo's subconscious also says that the man Airi calls Akane is dangerous.

Jizo doesn't know where he believes Akane. She, just looking at the fake smile and the worries Akane made up, and Jizo already got the answer. How could Airi not see all that?

However, every time Jizo told her about it, Airi would just explode, curse her, censure her, say she was pretentious, and so on. Jizo did not bother, he used to be treated like that. After all, the only one to lose was Airi. He was too stupid to allow himself to be surrounded by fake people.

And if Airi really went to the Eastern District in the holiday period this time, wouldn't it be a pleasant coincidence?

Jizo so thought about whether he should contact the girl to find out.

Beep it! Beep it!

Jizo was still at level twelve when the sound of the car horn called out to him. The teenage boy turned his head and found a shiny black sedan standing arrogantly in front of the stop. Jizo.

It was Saka, and all his pride.

The window glass was lowered, the mullet-haired man was coming out from there. "Yow! High School boy, your school invitation is here!"

Now everyone is looking towards them. Saka, who likes to seek attention and humiliate Jizo. The called one got up, walked towards the car and opened the door of the bench next to the steering wheel. Jizo sat himself down without saying much.

"Mr Ko let me buy this after school. Don't be so envious of Jizo, you can get it too someday." Saka teased his organization friend who was bending the face.

"Shut up, I don't care. At the very least, you whine first to uncle." Jizo responded similarly to his teasing. The man knew very well the habits of Saka and his Uncle, who was called Mr. Ko.

They grew up together. Jizo, was already concerned with all the behavior of the man who was only two years older than him, but always acted as if he was his older brother.

"Bro, your three years aren't enough to learn manners." Saka turned the car back to the Eastern District. Actually, he also did not bother about Jizo who always demeaned him. It was an innate nature born.

"Your three years are of no use at all."

"Hey! I helped a lot at the pier!" Saka Sangkal.

"Your mouth can be trusted. I'm sure you still sort things out wrong."

"Hey, what do high schoolers know?"

"Don't bring a high school boy, you just graduated from school yesterday!"

"Heh, is it my fault that I was born slower, huh?!"

"Yes, it's your fault, boy!"

"Haaa?!"

Here they are if they have met. There is always something to argue and dispute.

Jizo cursed Arba from the heart, why wasn't he the only one who picked her up? Did he deliberately send Saka to make her high blood? Jizo believes, Arba now must be sitting in a cool room while playing chess with his uncle. He will file a complaint when he gets to the Big House later.

"What's the Western District fun?" The car that Saka and Jizo were driving started to enter the freeway that cut directly towards the Eastern District. They finally did not find the winner of the debate at the beginning.

Jizo was silent for a moment. Saka glanced at him, the man smiled. "Gez, is it so much fun that you don't answer?"

"Woah, Jizo did you forget why you were sent there?"

Saka chuckled softly as Jizo just looked at her flatly. His face said that Saka had to keep her mouth shut if she didn't want Jizo to send an acrylic bomb to keep her quiet for a moment.

"Why is that fun? You got a girlfriend there? Is there a girl you like there? Jizo we're big, Jizo's big."

Jizo looked at him with annoyance now. His hands stretched out to pull Saka's hair tail.

"Aaaaac! Aaaaac! Jizo it hurts! Oi! Oi! Release him! I'm driving!" Finally, Jizo felt that Saka had been able to get a proper reply for his mouth that was so ignorant.

"What kind of men struggle with pulling hair, Jizo!" Saka glared towards the horror Jizo. It hurt his pride.

Jizo snorted, "So, you want to fight in the arena? Shall I call Arba to get him ready so we can fight right away when we get there?"

"Yyyyyyyyyyyyyy?!" Saka screamed in annoyance. This youngster had only been sitting next to him for an hour, but it had already made him want to finish him off immediately.

"Call only! Call Arba! Tell him to gather all the members to see you're defeated!"

Jizo wanted to be stifled to hear a confident sentence from Saka. His ego also did not want to lose. Although younger, patriarchy does not make Jizo feel he will fail. This Jizo, quite confident in his ability to compete physically. Saka only a handful of people dared to challenge him like this.

Drrrrttt! Drrrrttt!

"Oh, what a coincidence Arba called."

Saka. Jizo picked up the call on his phone.

"Hi, Arba! I—" Jizo had not had time to say his sentence intact, across there, Arba sounded so precarious.

"Jizz! Sakka! Don't fight much and come straight to the dock as soon as it arrives. No need to go to the Big House." Arba's voice was hunted. Behind him there was a commotion.

What happened at the docks?

"Arba, what's wrong? Is there a problem at the dock?"

Saka put up an ear. Jizo's expression was so serious at the moment. He listened to every word from Arba. Jizo prepares himself for the worst possible.

"There was a murder of civilians at the pier."

And with just that, Jizo tightened his seatbelt and sat down quietly. Saka, stepped on his pedal hard to the number 120 and drove towards the Eastern District in haste. They did not argue the least for the rest of the trip.