TAGGED: SILVER CHESS

6# CASES AND A BOWL OF SALAD

Rained out. Maybe that's why Atlaraka hasn't come up with his nose for a week. I hope that guy doesn't hate me because of the ridiculous incident that my sister did.

While swallowing the cereal sauce, the flashing television spectacle grabbed attention. Rue and Jae calmly sip warm chocolate milk while chattering ria.

"Because he's a freak!"great-grandson Rue on the sidelines with laughter. His wavy hair gently swayed; adding to his charm as a cover boy. I'm sure even though Rue seems indifferent to women in secret he will definitely be impressed as well.

"You don't look at yourself? Rue also strangely knew!" My comments that I thought he would respond to casually. Ah, but what kind of expression is that?

"I'm not as good as your girlfriend, lho!" Cold reply. Jutek eye rays that are always thrown when rejecting shiny girls.

"That's it," Jae got up and grabbed the keys from his pants pocket. The guy pats my head slowly, "you're done, right? Go yuk!"

"Don't defend him keep, Jae! He he'll be spoiled and acting like he wants to!" Chilly. Rue carrying his bag riled up. "How can you be a classy student if her work continues to date!"

"I'm not dating!" Again and again. It took several times of affirmation to make the brothers believe.

"Come," Jae pulled my hand gently. Until now Jae is still a guy who always hates debate. Mature and calm, making a reliable figure.

"Jae, I'm really not dating, really!"

The guy breathed a rough sigh. "I believe I will try to keep trusting you,"

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Jae used to drive me by bike, but this time my parents seemed to have left the bike on purpose. Jae lihai, that guy drives casually.

"Actually I was worried" he whispered slowly, "too many criminal cases are on television related to the kidnapping and murder of schoolchildren,"

His motorcycle stalled, the guy brought him over for a moment.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid of being emotionally consumed when I bring this up with you. But, as your first brother, I deserve to care, right?" Nae looked at me a long time ago, "I'll panic if you harm or are harmed by someone else,"

Between the streets and the trees mixed with the weeds, he threw himself down and closed his eyes for a moment. I-i know... He's tired of my behavior lately.

I don't know why I could hurt Jae the least than my other brothers. Nonsense that I am Jae's favorite sister, that guy is always fair to give his attention. Maybe because I was the only sister she had, her way of giving her affection was different from the others.

Jae has a calm disposition, matching the taste of his voice that resembles a mixture of mint and lemon. Good listener and understanding. It is undeniable that even though his simple appearance is alluring with the aura of his loving man.

"I'm sorry about my treatment at the time, because of my excessive suspicion I agreed to a rash plan that kept you away from your new friend" he said with a pair of beads that fared. "I should have been more mature,"

"Jae you're not wrong, I swear!" My legs brushed off the guilt that hit my chest.

"And Kanra, you're not a little girl anymore. Even though your brothers will treat you like that forever, but. One day your brothers fall in love and get married.You'll feel the name of loss,"

"Jae's getting married?"

The guy smiled and nodded, "one day I'll introduce my fiancee to you, okay?"

Be ill. When Jae's attention will turn to talk about other people."That girl should be nice to me, you know!"

Jae laughed lightly. "For sure,"

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No more appearing, the devil did not come even though it did not rain. Is it possible, so angry that he does not want to see you again? Ah, now I'm beginning to curse the words of Zoel that I secretly thought of. Atlaraka likes me and it's just bullshit.

"Old sorry?" Zoel parked the fast bike. "Hey hey, don't frown so, dong, only fifteen minutes right?"

Ah, nevermind!

"Why did you drive, anyway?"

"The others have business. How could I have told Urlich or Son to pick you up?" behold.  "Why do you always mind me, anyway? Oh, okay, 'cause I'm a mustache?"

"Hff, not really, anyway," my bell.

"Where, by the way?"

"Him? Who do you mean?" I frowned over the location of the loose hair ties.

" That's it!" Zoel. "If this continues to feel bad, you will have trouble repairing it with him,"

"Foolish, ah," I growled lazily. In circumstances like this still had time the guy brought up about this.

"Now, go to him and apologize, '" the boy thrust a clear plastic containing ornamental fish. "Although there are no romantic at all, but for a girl as unique as you I think the Atlaraka will be happy,"

"Continue?"

" Your brain is a big shrimp, anyway. There go! I'll tell you that you're working in a group at a friend's house" the guy pedals his bike slowly, "my backpack picks up at five in the afternoon,"

"Oh, Zoel..., Zoel! Argh.. Shit!"

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Again and again. I had to give up my uniform to get torn to meet that guy. But for some reason even though my pair of legs had stood perfectly in the tower yard it felt like I was hesitant to leave.

"What business is it?" A figure in a white suit with a tall matching hat peered through the cracks of the gazebo.  Even though his flat look seemed to imply a bit of annoyance, the guy still accepted my existence.

"Hey," I moved to remove the distance created. The clumps of chrysanthemums exude charm, silhouette silhouettes featuring gradations on Atlaraka's pale face.

"I'm sorry about-"

"There is nothing to be told" Atlaraka wrote a stack of psychology books. "I'm in trouble,"

"Come on, don't divert the conversation like this !" My love compels.

"Seriously, there's a mission that hasn't been completed in days!"

" Can I help you? Maybe my brain can be used, "my eyes are still there hoping for anxiety. But the guy is not focused.

"Your innards are wet, tuh,"

Shit, the plastic in my hand is leaking. "Ah, container! Hunting bring me a container, the fish will die anyway," finding an anxious look that was hard to define, the man hurriedly grabbed the vase and dropped the contents. I'm sorry, but I really freaked out when I knew the water inside was almost draining.

"What are you doing bringing troublesome things, anyway? You know the road to the tower is full of thorns and dry twigs, you still have...,"

Shit, he still continued to babble without noticing how I felt! What do you think I'm worried about until I let go my body is filled with a collection of blisters? Friends who do not know themselves. "Bad!"

Atlaraka stupefied, pupils of abunys rounded in an instant . "I'm sorry, I was just blabbering indistinctly,"

"After this I go home" I put small ornamental fish in a vase. "It sucks!"

"Oi oi, Kanra! I've apologized, haven't I? Come on, don't get angry like that" the guy panicked. "Okay, please help me finish the mission this time,"

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Atlaraka look is now neater with a thick suit and slickly combed hair. Either as much as a hair gel that smeared his hair to be able to change styles every time.

Like a conglomerate guy with haughty styles. Maybe this Atlaraka is suitable when juxtaposed with any costume. Even the most ridiculous.

His pitch-gray iris collided with my view. Long-lasting.

" What?"

" Replace your clothes, gih," the boy pleaded.

"Mu-make what?!" Again the guy pulled my arm forcibly. Stopping a finger and calling out a large box.

"Let's go in" he pushed my shoulder slowly.

Shit, this guy's bottom.the squealing squeaking sound shuts the light that creeps in. "What the hell is"

"Great disguises were required on a mission," he turned his head quickly to show a grin before my eyes darkened from the supply of light.

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In a matter of ten seconds the whole box ripped the body from head to head . Not done yet said the curse I threw, the door box half open. Presenting the figure of a man who is half sitting relaxed on the sofa.

"Worse... It's bad!" I pulled the pale-skinned man's collar furiously, "what the hell was that?"

Without hearing the rant Atlaraka got up to snap a finger and called for the helicopter to be sealed . The sound of the window is decorated with wide mosaics. The shirt is covered with a torn white shirt. "Come,"

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"Satan," My curse was responded to with a wide grin by Atlaraka. "What mission would make me look this weird?"

"Murder in a classy restaurant, so we can not look at it, anyways what's wrong, anyway? You fit that outfit,"

I glanced, "whatever, man,"

"Don't be mad, dong, you yourself, who volunteered to work together," Atlaraka preceded me, his figure casting a long shadow.

" Hey!" Found a guy who never turned upside down, I chased his back furious. "Atlaraka! Oh!"

The double! Damn, my feet stumbled, the devil stopped his steps, turned around and laughed.

"Damn! Just watch out later!" An overflowing sense of annoyance stifled the chest. "What kind of friend are you, anyway ?"

"I'm sorry, sorry," the guy went to line up and help me stand up. "I just want to make sure,"

I grimaced with the bruised knee. He thinks he can joke at times like this? "Sure what? Make sure I die while walking behind you? Satisfied, huh? Laugh as you please,"

I pulled the collar of the shirt between his dapper coat, but the guy never seemed to be able to deal with my threats. "What?!"

"Sick," huh? I should have complained that. Atlaraka pulled my hand as if to loosen his grip, without saying the guy turned around.

"Atlaraka, shit!"

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A luxurious building amazed me. Sky canvas that is the color of the saga adds to the grand charm of the building accented willow bar pattern with a touch of glamour.

Some limousine cars or just antique cars drove over the underground parking lot. The grim-faced statues filled various places.

"Excellent," found how similar the carvings were to the originals.

"Don't touch it, you don't want your fingerprints left behind, do you? Anyway don't make me report because of trivial things,"

"You're mad at me? Sorry, who made me run after you until my knee was bruised?!" My cam is fierce. "What are you doing today?  Something's wrong with your freak brain!"

The brown-haired guy breathed a rough breath, with a hostile look he poured gel liquid over my head. "Until now you'll never understand,"

He ruffled my original hair and flattened the dye. "Why I've suddenly been acting so weird, I never understood why, either,"

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In conclusion, I was stuck in the situation.  Okay, Kanra, please calm down a bit. I have repeatedly sat in a sitting position. Circulating views on the extraordinary space with a bulkhead in the form of a giant aquarium glass. It's quite dark indeed, but I think it's intentional to make the surroundings look brighter.

The guy said, I can't touch anything, not even the sink faucet or toilet paper. Repotted.

My gaze ran, chasing after the Atlaraka figure who was inserting surveillance cameras and eavesdroppers everywhere. Lately that guy has become much more sensitive, do I have anything wrong with him? Ah, don't tell me he still holds a grudge against my brother? But at the beginning we met he didn't look upset with me.

"Excuse me," a waiter in a glamorous costume and full of glitter that contrasted him, put an Atlaraka order dish on the table. "Special salad serving and honey syrup,"

Ah, I just gawked to find a bowl of salad placed on the table its unique look made me blink confused.  Wait..wait! Just portions? Don't-Don't the rancid just ask me to accompany him to dinner? Some guys like him who every day only eat instant noodles, it seems impossible to be kind to treat.

"Let's go!" I called the guy over and over again , stupid with the others , ah, anyway I was too upset to heed the random rants that made my sense of taste uncomfortable.

That figure is not disturbed at all, is my voice not conveyed? From that moment my voice was drowned in the noise, and the sounds that were far away did not cause any reaction to my hearing.

I leaned back on the reflex. Let's think Kanra...  If a murderer was in the middle of the restaurant occupants then he couldn't possibly act empty-handed right?

I need more detailed data...

Cring..

" Hello?"

"Ah Kanra, where are you?" It's Ulrich.

I let out a breath. "At my friend's house, we're working on a group,"

"Not so, Zoel and I are waiting in front of the school, no, you guys make a deal until 5 p.m, right?"

Shit, I clap an anxious eel, "Don't wait for me! Go home, I'm on and important business!"

"What's important?" Ah, the ridiculous database I almost missed this one.

"Hey, Ulrich, you know that classy restaurant downtown?

"Which one? Sealand or Gremory ?"

Getting the restaurant logo on the menu list, I lined up screeched, "Sealand,"

"Oh, listen, the place will be closed, because two years ago there was a murder case that continues today,"

"Motivated?" Just look out for Atlaraka, I'll finish the case first and go home soon!

"It's not known yet, but the average death toll from gunshots and incisions in the veins, usually the evidence is lost without a trace," Ulrich gulped, "ah, Kanra you're not there right? Zoel's starting to get impatient, tuh,"

"Tell him that I'll be home in three hours, three hours no more!"

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Atlaraka pulled the chair with a tired stroke, his dark ash eyes looking dim. "Here you go, there's no strange event from now on,"

"That's because if it's less observant," I scoffed, "let's start the game, okay,"

The guy frowned.

"Because this room is soundproof so suppose the culprit is a child or a soldier," I began to recount my exposure.

"And again, a murder that occurs randomly may be the perpetrator has a bad temper so that it kills people who if disturbing. Because what? I don't know,"

"OK, the question is, what way did he kill and where did the evidence go? Two weeks ago, I ransacked the entire house of the visitors who arrived at the exact time of the incident, and the police did the same thing. CCTV showed no strange reaction," Atlaraka scrambled his hair.

I gulped, "if that's the case, I don't know, either,"

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Half an hour, my chances are getting killed slowly. " Are you not eating?" by the way?"

I threw a denouncing look, "no need, you just order a serving right? And even then it's the cheapest, wrong itself to investigate cases in places of eating that are exorbitant,"

"Here you go, eat there, I purposely order for you. Anyway, I don't feel good about getting you involved in these things," the guy pulled a tissue and thrusting me in, "wear my spoon, nih, you don't want your fingerprints left behind, do you?"

"Hm," I just nodded flatly, "are you alone?"

"I'll watch you finish the salad," he responded, "this case makes me feel no appetite,"

I scoop up a pile of salad with sparkling eyes. His bowl glowed as if it was creating light in the darkness.

"It's phosphorous, the bowl is covered in liquid," it seems Atlaraka first read minds.

"Oh," like a fool, I just nodded in agreement.

"Funny, when you eat your voice noisy, there is no grace at all, right said the Zoel," the man grinned widely.

"Whisper! Whether I want to be feminine or not!" Ketusku. "I don't care about guys, anyway,"

"Oi, don't be lazy at times like this, dong!" He laughed softly, "some guys care about you, whether you're feminine or not, too,"

"Who?"

"What?"

"Whose care about me?" Add me cuek.

The guy sighed, "your brothers, that's,"

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