Storyline: Angel of Darkness

25 Eps. You Believe?

Zane walked down the seemingly deserted school corridor. Now all the students and students are busy studying in their classes. But sometimes there was also a sound from the classroom that passed by. He did not care about the surrounding conditions because he had come to Azrail school often enough. Oh speaking of Azrail—His sister said she was on the basketball court. Situated in the middle of the school and from afar, Zane could already see a group of specially dressed male students sporting there.

One of them is the sister—Azrail. Zane immediately walked towards the outskirts of the basketball court. His arrival was quickly noticed by Azrail. The young man ran up to him. Previously he had said that he would deliver Flasndick himself earlier.

"Hi, sis! Sorry to bother you so early in the morning" said Azrail when he was in front of Zane.

"No problem" said Zane slightly reduced his cold tone while giving the Flashdick he asked for his sister.

"Thank you, brother. You can always count on her!" Azrail smiled broadly, after receiving the Flashdick. Its historical value is saved with the arrival of Zane delivering it.

Zane nodded his head. "Whatever to you,"

"I—"

Azrail's speech came to a halt when Zane suddenly shifted his body to the side and fended off the basketball coming towards them. This surprised Azrail. If it wasn't Zane, it might have hit his head or other limbs.

"Sorry! I didn't mean it" said a man of Azrail's age who came to Zane's front. The young man was dressed in an opposing uniform from Azrail.

Zane looked at him cynically. "Since when was the act intentionally, called unintentional?"

The young man was silent for a moment. Either out of fear or whatever, he obviously felt intimidated by Zane's question. Sontak Azrail immediately voiced.

"Kak—Don't ask like that! He did not intentionally and apologized. I don't mind it either" interrupted Azrail first.

"Do you believe?" Zane glanced at the sister.

"He's my friend, brother. So I believe," Azrail said quickly.

Although actually Zane's question made him hesitant to answer. He hesitated because if Zane asked like that, then something was wrong.

Zane smiled slanting towards him. "It turns out you're still not very careful about putting your trust in people,"

Quiescent.

Azrail was trying to digest Zane's words just now. During this time his brother was never wrong in anything, including judging someone.

"That's it. I'm not gonna fight this. But remember this one thing. Don't do anything that makes me have to step in to get you done!" go to the young man in front of him.

Zane not only posed a threat directly, but also gave an intimidating cold gaze and aura. It made the young man feel depressed. But he tried to seem ordinary.

"good. Thank you!" the young man smiled stiffly.

Without replying to the young man's words, Zane turned around and looked at Azrail who was still silent. "Sister's home. You learn well,"

"Ready brother. Be careful on the road!"

"Hey, you two! Let's keep playing!" exclaimed one of the other young men standing in the middle of the field. Sontak broke the awkwardness between them.

"yeah. Alright,"

Azrail and the young man immediately returned to the field joining the others. Basketball game is back. Azrail forgot his brother's words for a moment.

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Returning from Azrail's school, Zane actually rested in his room. There was no other activity he did. In addition to lying down while listening to music, to fall asleep. Luckily, all the college work was done. So, he was able to take a full day's rest recovering energy that was drained enough from the fight last night. Even at lunchtime, Zane remained in his room and the waiter delivered his lunch to the room. He just left the room when meal time arrived. Where all the members of the Anevay family are already at home.

"How are you doing now? The waiter said you rested all day in the room,"

Zane's arrival to the dining table directly in welcome questions from the brother—Ezio. The man's face looked still worried.

"Better," he said briefly but accompanied by a thin smile almost invisible.

I heard Ezio's light breath.

"Thank God,"

"Sister Zane—I heard that my brother blew up the Killer Eagle headquarters with his chairman and his mafiosa. Is that true?" it was Azrail's turn to ask so enthusiastically.

"House. Right," Zane justifies accompanied by slow dehaman.

"Gee. Too bad I can't go there. If I could, I would have recorded it. Must be so cool!" cetus Azrail between sad, and amazed at every time Zane fight with MOD.

Madame Tasanee stared intently at the youngest son. "Whatever your brother does is dangerous. Mama won't let you come with your sister. You understand!?"

"Yes Ma—Iya. Nor will the elder brother ever allow me to come," Azrail poked his lips. A little upset because of his desire to participate see how Zane's greatness never materialized. He wanted to see it for himself.

"Ck. Zane also did all the really dangerous things because of mama and papa. I hope you don't forget it" Ezio said as he ate dinner.

Before Lady Tasanee and Mr. Ivon spoke, Zane interrupted first. "That's it, brother, Azrail. It's dinner time. It's good we eat now. Instead of talking,"

"Ah yes! I'm also very hungry" said Azrail, who quickly understood that Zane was stopping the endless conversation between Ezio and their parents.

"Hmmm," Ezio sounded heavy throats.

Azrail let out a sigh of relief, as did Zane. At least for tonight there was no endless conversation between the three people. Even if there was an end, the three of them would only be mutually emotional. It always is.

Dinner was without any conversation. Mrs Tasanee, who had to bleed every day because of the actions of the first son, seemed to be quiet neutralizing the emotions inside her. While Mr. Ivon had been sitting quietly while eating his dinner. The middle-aged man rarely opened his voice. Maybe it was because of laziness to have endless talks with Ezio. It's better if it's like that. Honestly, Zane is also lazy to hear both his parents and his brother have to argue about him.

"Zane—After dinner, meet papa in the study!" exclaimed Mr. Ivon as he stood up, after finishing dinner.