Call Me, You?
Chapter 15: Humor.

Chapter 15: Humor.

 Precisely blood seeped down from the white clothes Dashie part of his body was wounded much more blood out of both hands clutching tightly the weapons sharp weapons belonging to his best friend who was pulling back from the grasp of the hand Dashie. 

 A thin smile in a drunken state opened the eyes of the glasses-minus man managed to stab the top of the belly of the girl in front of him.

 Heard that voice again.

"Ved" call Dashie.

 The blood coming out from within Dashie's body spread rapidly on his shirt and the sharp weapon was clearly visible in front of Ved.

 Ved's left hand pulled out the weapon.

 He goes on a mission to finish off the man in minus glasses with a weapon belonging to Ved piercing the upper part of the man's stomach.

 Blood coming out of the body drenched the floor below them following Dashie's blood.

 His mouth turned pale beyond Dashie.

 The weapon belonging to the man with glasses minus still penetrated Dashie's body and began to crack by itself.

 Dashie felt a chill coming from within the bloody wound that came from the weapon belonging to the person behind him.

 The girl tried to break away from the weapon that pierced the top of her stomach approaching she went to Ved.

 Ved was still with a hand full of weapons stabbing the man in the body.

 Dashie was increasingly released from the weapons weapons on the top of his stomach until he really did not make someone hurt too long.

 The man in minus glasses became much paler with a lot of blood coming out not only was the sound of cracking sounds heard and it came from the weapon weapon that had just slipped from Dashie's body into disintegration by itself after detaching from the body of the girl he hurt. 

 Dashie did not turn around to the back she stared straight then disappeared from before them.

 The crack that had happened to part of his body came to a halt when Dashie left.

  Ved pierced much deeper into the top of the belly of the man in glasses minus and this man laughed as Ved did that.

 Little laugh.

"Bahaha"

 He was aware that his life was in danger so he, though dying, thought how apart from the weapon that trapped him, he could not escape.

 Arrogant.

"I can't die" said the bespectacled man minus.

 One kick leads to Ved's abdomen.

"Bugg!"

 Ved was pushed away from the man with a weapon belonging to Ved regardless by joining Ved after he was kicked away from the body of the bespectacled man minus hit hard the walls of the room divider apartment.

 It was true that he left immediately leaving a lot of blood on the floor where he had been injured.

 Dashie was on the bed with both eyes closed as well with a wound that he could which by itself went off completely with no blood that also went away carried by the air that entered the room.

 Ved back in front of the house Dashie saw the room above Dashie with the room lights are still brightly lit.

 He awakens.

 Check the upper part of the stomach yourself.

"Nothing happened?" ask yourself.

 Looking at both palms.

"What's really going on?" ask Dashie.

"It was too real for a dream" Dashie said again.

 Ved called Dashie.

 Dashie's cell phone rang from where Ved was now standing in front of his house.

 Waiting for Dashie to pick up a call from him.

 Three seconds later.

"Yes. What's up?" ask Dashie.

 Ved was relieved.

"I'm bothering you?" ask Ved.

"Oh, no. I just woke up too. Why?" ask Dashie.

"I just want to hear your voice" Ved said.

 Dashie's cell phone battery runs out and his phone dies and Ved sees from under Dashie's house this girl will open the room window curtain to guess if there is a Ved in front of the house.

 Ved is not going.

 He's cast a spell.

"Duty"

 He stayed there staring at Dashie.

 I opened the window curtain.

"I thought he was in front of the house" Dashie said.

 Dashie closed the white curtains of her room.

 The car was fit enough for three passengers.

 Jarrel was already in the tow truck there with Ved's towed car to the workshop.

 Both sides of the car window open giving permission for air to enter the steering room of the car.

 Not feeling claustrophobic nor did they feel enough space for those with cars that had been seven minutes moving away from Hoshie's house.

 Jarrel calculated the time when he would get home.

"It might be a shock or it might be normal" Jarrel said.

 The two Ved staffs sparingly talk to their boss' friend's hospitality efforts.

 Look to the left and right.

 Sighs.

"I'm not a stranger. Why don't you talk too much?" ask Jarrel.

 Compact answer.

"We're not familiar!" they say.

"If you were a Ved employee, it would be like this" Jarrel said.

 The tow truck stopped in front of Jarrel's house.

 Her mother jarrel saw this surprise and Callie covered her lips with the right palm.

 Get out of the store.

"Meteor just fell?" ask Jarrel's mom.

 The tow truck again continued on its way to the workshop.

"Your handsome face?" ask Jarrel's mom.

 Jarrel went into the store.

 Miss Sora and Callie walked into the store again.

Jarrel sat down and opened his laptop again.

"You haven't answered Mama's question" Ms. Sora said.

"There were no meteors falling and .. I'm fine" Jarrel replied.

 Callie tried to guess what had just happened to Jarrel and the car towed by the towing tow truck just now passed in front of them.

 Jarrel does not explain what happened and gives a reasonable set of words to explain this so that there is no excessive suspicion.

 Back to work in front of a laptop.

 Eight o'clock in the morning Hoshie woke up after last night heavily drunk.

 Go towards the kitchen.

 Picking up water from the fridge and remembering what happened last night and how he got home safely.

"There's no way I'm acting" Hoshie said.

 He went back to the living room and he saw someone in the other corner of his house opening his eyes more clearly The glasses guy there fell down with a wound that was still full of blood since last night.

 Put a glass of water on the living room table go quickly to meet the man.

"Luck!" get Hoshie.

 He hasn't regained consciousness.

 Calling again while shaking his body.

"Wake up!" get Hoshie.

 Coughing.

"Uhuk uhuk!" 

 Open your eyes and respond to a call from Hoshie.

 Trying to get up from under the floor.

"You can be alone, right?" ask Hoshie.

 Snippy.

"I'm not that weak" said Luc.

 Noticing the injuries Luc had gotten was quite severe but he did not look so agonized as to consider them just ordinary wounds.

 Guessing and shouting.

"You're doing that again?" ask Hoshie.

 Gonna go to the bathroom.

 Stop walking around to Hoshie.

"You're still holding the girl's life?" ask Luc.

"Who?" ask Hoshie.

"Your new boyfriend" replied Luc.

"Do I have to take his life?" ask Hoshie.

 Turn around and go to the bathroom.

 He said as he walked to Hoshie.

"We can't pretend to feel sorry for others" Luc said.

 Hoshie looked at the floor of the house full of blood from the wound that the bespectacled man had obtained from Ved last night.

 The floor of the house full of footprints of blood from Luc from the living room spread all the way to the bathroom.

"It's my house or his house" Hoshie said.

 Luc reminds her of his new girlfriend who has not managed to grab the aura of all that the girl belongs to.

 He became uncharacteristically gentle to his target victim like this time. He also thought of another thing that was much more important, which was why Dashie seemed to be at the scene this young man would kill Aka's life but at the same time Dashie was not there either when contacted by mobile phone he was working as usual at a job that was far away from the location where he would take Aka's life.

 In addition to this confusion, he also still suspects that level A humans sought by the Blacwhe nation are Dashie.

"Nothing special about him. He also looks ordinary" Hoshie said.

"Why should he be weaker than I know?" ask Hoshie.

 Luc had finished changing his clothes and did not look as pale as the previous minute.

 With orange juice sitting on the living room sofa and then come daydreaming just like Hoshie.

 Her face had returned again to the face of Hoshie's best friend not using the face seen by Dashie and Ved last night.

 He recalled the face of the man who almost took his life last night.

 Luc saw a serious Hoshie with himself.

"You didn't clean the floor?" ask Luc.

 Hoshie directly went towards the back to pick up the floor mop tool.

 Laughs without a sound.

 Thinking back to last night.

"Who's the girl?" ask Luc.

 Recollect.

"Dam. I don't remember his face" said Luc.

 Ask ask.

"Why does he want to help me?" ask Luc.

"He should have been hurt but after that I'll be the one to die" Luc said.

 The pain he experienced from attacking Dashie still felt his hand was almost crushed by the girl.

 Still with the puzzle.

"She should have died but why did the opposite happen?" ask Luc.

 Hoshie came up with a floor mop and executed an order from Luc.

 Mopping floor.

 He was also thinking of making a decision on whether he should take Aka's life or not.

 Doubtful.

 Luc drank his orange juice again.

 There was a strange smell around the living room.

 Seek and seek.

 A search that is not in vain.

"It seems like I haven't had a bath" Hoshie said.

 Kissing his own clothes and in fact it does smell of very strong liquor.

 Hoshie stopped mopping and gave Luc a mop.

 Stomped pretty hard.

"You're the one who littered this floor and I have to clean it up!" hoshie 

 He left after giving Luc a mop and went to the bathroom.

 Luc accepts that he must indeed clean his own blood which soiled Hoshie's house.

 The store this morning opened without help from his beloved son Jarrel who left again overnight after fifteen minutes of finishing work on the laptop screen and after that has not returned.

 Callie's coming.

 Help his boss prepare to open the store.

 Request help.

"Please help me tidy this up" said Jarrel's mother.

 Tidying wax candles from inside a large box on display lined up according to the type of scented name into the storefront.

"My son sent you a message?" ask Jarrel's mom.

  Checking the phone again.

"I haven't received a message from him since last night" Callie said.

 Put two vanilla scented aromatherapy candles in the display case again.

 See Callie.

"He didn't send me a message either. He just said he was coming back" Jarrel's mother said.

 Open the front door of the house.

 Prepare to go to work.

 Checking his phone and no messages at all came in and he closed the door and re-locked the door.

 The cheerful house was radiant this morning exposed to the sunlight Dashie did not feel worried to leave the house.

"I'm leaving won't be long waiting for me" Dashie said.

 He checked his phone again. 

 There is no message.

 Keep smiling past the house on the road he took to go on the same early road to work.

 Nothing suspicious nor strange comes all bright in Dashie's eyes.

 The speck of rain came quickly drenching everything under the dark black cloud cloud cloud cloud cloud cloud cloud cloud cloud covered the sky above Dashie who was walking leisurely into a drenched run dodging from the heavy rain.

 Running among the rainwater on the asphalt followed by others who will also start their activities in this morning.

 Fancied.

 His heart was filling.

"Aren't there supposed to be someone giving me an umbrella" Dashie said.

 Looking to the right and left in fact there is nothing at all by escaping each of them away from the rainwater.

 Screaming to yourself.

"Stop fantasizing!" dashie.

 Successfully take shelter at the bus stop among many people who are also waiting for the bus to come lightning to greet early.

"Darrr!" 

 Once more.

"Darrr!"

 Surprising everyone there.

 The heavy rain of buses will come in about two minutes as scheduled from the electronic signposts of bus routes operating in the city above Dashie on the inner roof of the bus stop.

 Dashie just saw it again and checked the time on the watch to the left of the wrist.

 He saw his watch screen crack slowly then shatter.

 Surprised expression.

 A fragment of the watch's screen hitting the left side of the abdomen also injured the wrist as blood flowed later.

 Try to stay calm and look around.

 Those who were seen by Dashie did not feel disturbed at all by this no one cried out in fear of nothing at all.

 The fear returned he ventured to look at the watch on his wrist.

 He did not look wrong and he also felt from the broken screen of his watch that caused a wound on his wrist blood also hit the purple shirt he was wearing right now a plain shirt that was splashed bloods.

 Bus's coming.

 Dashie was right in front of the bus entrance and he had the opportunity to get in earlier than the passengers behind him.

 Shouts.

"Yahoooooooooooo!"