Women Are My Source of Money

Ch 49: Poor boy

“Hei, Nesa! Where are you?“ Yayan contacted one of his men.

“In ordinary place. Woah, I've already assigned someone else to the Eastern District. You just sit back and receive the results.“ The man's tone is always lazy, not passionate, indeed sleep-deprived. I don't know what made it so hard to fall asleep.

“Oke ... hurry to go to my place! I'll send the address.“

Yayan immediately disconnected his phone.

“Wo~ah, g-gawat. I've reached the limit!?“ said the haired man with a different look in his eyes.

“I have to find the right time to sleep!“ his murmur looked at the still dark sky, it was still dawn. Yayan calls at times when normal people are still asleep.

Nesa then walked somewhat staggering to the edge of the unfinished building, still half with its basic frame only. He looked off into the distance, but his mind flew everywhere.

“I'd better be more careful this time.“

He then slid to Yayan's place after getting a message containing an address.

Arriving Nesa at Yayan's modest boarding houses. The man was a bit confused, the man who had as much money as Yayan chose to live in a simple place. His thoughts had changed slightly to Yayan.

'This guy!'

“Ah, have you come? Good, all you need to do is become a martial arts teacher for my friends——”

“Not an agreement we——” Nesa to evade.

“You just need to respond to what I'm assigning. From the beginning there was no agreement on the details of his work.“

Yayan managed to stop Nesa who was about to find a loophole to refuse his orders.

The silver hair was a little manyun, but was disguised by his sleepy face.

“Already, I want to jog. You want to come?“ Yayan was ready to run in the morning. Besides being good for the body as well because it is a daily mission that Yayan needs to work on if he wants to get System points.

“Please enter this simple hut,” said Yayan who passed away leaving Nesa.

Nesa was still at the door, she was durable looking at the former path Yayan passed. After a while the silver hair finally entered without saying any pleasant words. He was sitting in the living room.

Nesa sat down with her arms crossed below, slightly lowered her head, and closed her eyes. He wasn't asleep, just resting.

Until finally, Azka is seen coming out of her boarding room, followed by Aji. They both seemed confused by the presence of strangers in the living room.

“Who is he?“ Aji whispered to Azka.

“I don't know either, but it can be assumed as a stranger coming in. Consider it a bad guy,” reply Azka slowly.

“How about his acquaintance Yayan or Andrea?“

“People like Andrea are unlikely to have acquaintances. And Yayan will definitely tell if any of his friends want to visit. Already ... go to the kitchen! Grab ammo!“ decreed Azka, he focused on paying attention to the movements of the stranger who has a striking hair color, white-silver.

Aji immediately went to the kitchen in an attempt to dampen the sound of her steps. After all, the person sitting on the living room sofa seemed to be asleep.

Aji has returned with two knives. He hesitantly handed one to Azka.

“Hey, what we will origin stab him without——”

“Of course not, I'm not that stupid!“ Azka grumbling. He slowly approached the living room.

“You wait here! Let me take care of it!“

Azka did not speak of Aji.

He settles from behind the body of the silver-haired stranger. The knife in his hand was getting stronger. Azka took a deep breath to win. He has to be really focused if he doesn't want anyone to get hurt, or even killed.

“Who are you?“ azka asked, wrapping her hand around the silver hair's neck, and then pointing her knife.

The silver hair or Nesa opened her eyes slowly, she glanced back.

“J-answer, who are you——”

Nesa gripped Azka's wrist. He panicked immediately.

'Weight! I couldn't even move my hand, ' Inner Azka tried to free her hand. Unsuccessful, Nesa strengthened her grip.

'Shit, fuck! What purpose?'

Nesa pulls Azka's hand, she is drawn forward and thinks she will be knocked to the table. However, Nesa slammed Azka to the side until she crashed into a wall.

Aji who saw his friend get hit reflexively threw the knife held.

Syutt ….

Nesa easily caught it without having to turn around, amazingly again.

Azka and Aji were of course immediately struck mentally.

While it was ….

Yayan has watched his jog, the daily mission of the System is almost complete. And now he's trying to finish the rest

He's now in TPS or a landfill. Areas that are full of garbage of various types and have not been sorted. The place is very smelly, for those who are not used to it may already feel nauseous.

However, there was still a semi-permanent house standing there. Stay close and live with the trash.

“The fate of people like this .. why doesn't anyone care?“ Yayan continued to browse through the place.

Yayan occasionally looked at the clock on his phone, almost 6am. He should have come back and left immediately.

“Kids?“ Yayan saw a small child in a mountain of garbage scavenging for garbage that could be sold.

It was a worrying sight. Little boy is still innocent, just know to play and learn. However, the boy had already hipped a heavy burden. He's grown up too fast.

Yayan intended to go up to him and give the boy a little happiness. He suddenly abandoned his intentions.

Yayan sees a man, he grabs the boy's garbage sack, looks to check the contents.

The man looked like he was yelling and even slapping him.

Yayan was able to estimate what the man said.

“Don't laze, boy! You have to hit the target! Remember ... I've taken you and given you a place to live.“

The child was certainly a little sobbing, his condition was shabby, there were some bruises that were somehow obtained at the time when?

“Huh, it turns out there is still a business like this, huh? Pretending to be a hero, distorting the concept of return. Heh ... This is slavery, stupid!“