Ex-Harem Lord's
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The sound of a shower from inside a bathroom finally began to stop. Not long after, a man started to come out from inside and just used a towel wrapped around his lower body.
With his body that looks muscular even though not stocky, finally the man began to go to his wardrobe to take the clothes he would wear. After wearing his clothes, the man then headed to the guest room from his apartment to just relax there.
“Hahh... tiredness” reply man who is Zen, who is still trying to dry his hair using the towel he used earlier.
While coolly relaxing on his sofa, Zen began to be disturbed by the sound of his cellphone that sounded, indicating that someone was contacting him. Zen initially had no intention of raising the call, but when he saw the name of the person who contacted him, Zen finally decided to pick him up.
“Yo Azrael... Can I help you?” said Zen who began to wrap the sofa backrest with a towel he was wearing earlier, then began to lean his head on the towel so that the sofa he was sitting on was not wet by his hair.
“Halo Brother... Am I bothering you?” azrael answered his brother's greeting.
“Of course not. Then there's what you call me these nights” said Zen.
“I want to ask for something to Kakir” to reply.
Zen is indeed a very lazy person, both in Hell and in the human world, although at this time his lazy nature begins to diminish. But one thing that makes all his brothers love him very much, Zen will always do anything for his brother.
Even in Hell, Zen rarely granted his wives' requests, but if his brothers asked him anything, Zen would gladly help them.
“Hemm... provided you don't tell me to do something troublesome” Reply Zen, although he will do whatever it is if that is what his sister requests even though it is very troublesome.
“Tenakan course, this time you only have to attend an auction on Bali” Island Reply Azrael.
“Auction? You want Sister to buy something?” ask Zen then.
“Ya. Because Brother Michael just got a vision” replied Azrael.
“Hmm.... like that yes..” Zen murmured who finally understood the request of his sister.
The special ability of Michael, or the eldest son of the Seven Heavenly Sins was an ability in terms of Divination. Whatever Michael sees in his prediction, it will be 100%, and this is what the Seven Heavenly Sins live in this world.
“Alright, when will the auction happen?” ask Zen.
“Two more Months, and Brother will attend the event as one of the members of the Royal Noble of the Vatican.” Reply Azrael.
“Alright. Then are there any special instructions for me?” ask Zen back.
“Sister Michael said to get whatever you think is a strange or dangerous object, when you detect it. And for the price, you do not have to worry, just buy the object no matter how much you cost, ” Reply Azrael with a serious tone at this time.
“Alright, Two more months yes... Okay, Brother will make sure the object will be in the hands of Kakar” Zen reply that convinced his sister not to worry.
Zen did not immediately close the phone from his sister, but began chatting lightly before he finally began to stop the shackling because it was getting late. After putting his phone on the table beside his sofa, Zen finally started to rise from his seat.
With her hair already starting to dry, Zen finally began to walk to the window of his apartment and began to see all the scenery outside it that can now be seen various lights from the buildings in this city.
As he watched the view from behind the window of his apartment, Zen suddenly felt something that made him start to sigh. Even so Zen still responded to what he was feeling casually.
“Hmmm... it turns out the policewoman is very hardworking” Rummaged Zen.
Zen was currently able to sense that there were some people who were not supposed to be in this building were scouting him. Of course Zen could sense their intentions, because their intentions could still be said to be negative intentions.
By not caring about the person who is scouting, Zen chose to sleep, because indeed his intake of laziness today has begun to thin and decided it is better to end this day with sleep.
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Elsewhere, there was currently a blond man where he deliberately dyed his hair like that, was coolly staring at a woman who was currently sitting in a tavern, while waiting for her subordinate's report.
The man was still patiently following the woman, until his actions were interrupted by the sound of his cell phone. Of course he immediately picked it up and was surprised that finally the mission he was on got a good piece of information.
“Bali?” said the blonde guy.
“Yes... The leader said that the mystical creature was on the island of Bali” replied the man across his phone.
“Alright, then do I keep following this woman's police?” ask the blonde again.
“No need, now hurry back and we immediately leave for Bali tonight also” reply the man.
“Alright then, I will go straight there now” said the blond man, then get up from his seat and move on from there.
He finally started to come out of the tavern, leaving behind a woman he had been watching, the woman is currently drinking the drinks she ordered and sitting at one of the tables from the tavern.
“Hahh... do I have to overtime again today” said Santi who is currently resting after finishing checking the various evidence he got in working on his case.
Such is life as a police officer in this country, where the organization that should be the protector of the community, even now become a puppet of various parties with high status, to solve their personal problems.
Santi is actually an honest cop. Even as he entered the police, he used his own abilities and unlike some of his comrades blatantly used their power to enter.
But, to be able to follow his conscience in helping the community, he inevitably had to be a puppet, so that his career in the police is maintained and he can at least help some parties in need.
“Ya.. but when will it happen” muttered Santi while stirring his drink with a straw and playing it.
But while contemplating, he was surprised by the sound of his cell phone. Of course he immediately raised it and was surprised to hear the news that his subordinates had just told him.
“Apartment Palm Suite” said Santi tried to confirm his subordinate's words.
“True Captain. Even I have checked the ownership data from the apartment, it is true that a man named Zen Gwillyn has an apartment in this place” replied his subordinates.
“Owner... she doesn't even rent?” santi said who was surprised to hear that fact.
The Palm Suite Apartment Building, is an elite apartment in this Malet region. Even one unit, can be priced at almost 10 Billion Rupiah. But what Santi heard at this time made him fixated, because he did not know what to express.
“True Captain. On the document written as it” Reply his subordinates who confirmed that one of the apartments there, indeed belongs to Zen.
“Then why did he become a cashier, if he had an Apartment there?” santi asked back, who was not out of thought with Zen's mind path.
“For that, we better investigate it back Captain” reply Subordinate.
“Ya. Investigate with detail, the man named Zen Gwillyn it”