SPY X Boss Mafia
CHAPTER 3

Clara is now in her house, with her mouth on a cloth plug. Clara started to put out the bullet inside her thigh, blood started to flow but Clara was still able to not scream.

After performing the surgery herself, Clara now sees the bullet the Joker used to shoot her, but Clara is silent. If he works tomorrow with limp legs surely Aaron will be suspicious of him.

Clara began to think of a way to trick Aaron, she did not want to until her mission this time was uncovered just because of a small thing like this.

Then Clara took her medicines, Clara seemed to close her eyes in her hand there was a drug, without thinking Long Clara immediately took an injection and injected the drug near the wound.

The drug is a remedy to make his legs numb, despite the side effects

Clara didn't think about it the most important thing her mission this time was to succeed.

Then Clara immediately closed her eyes, at a glance she remembered the figure of the man who had been her Master.

“General...” Gumam Clara.

“Are you really dead? If only I could be a good dog to you, maybe you wouldn't die.”

Slowly Clara began to lay down her body, her memory Back in her last moments together with the General, “I love you.” Those words suddenly came straight out of Clara's mouth.

Slowly he began to open his eyes, “That was the general's last words, but what did he mean? I don't understand, even though I've been looking for the meaning, but I still don't understand the meaning.”

All this time Clara searched for ‘I love you’ She tried to search on google and also the dictionary but Clara still does not understand what love is? That sentence he had never heard all this time.

“After this mission is completed, I will look for you General.”

The next day…

Clara was walking as usual, she had already re-injected the drug at a higher dose, arriving in Aaron's room.

Clara could see the annoyed and angry expression of the man, “Pak, any orders?” Ask Clara firmly.

“Nothing, you better go.” Expel Aaron.

“Good.”

When Clara wants to leave, Aaron stops Clara. “Wait.” Aaron Said.

Clara was silent for a moment, then she turned her head straight towards Aaron. “There's something I need to do again?” Ask Clara.

Aaron saw Clara's thighs that were like wrapped in something. “Are you hurt?” Aaron asked with a serious look as he looked towards Clara's right thigh.

“Ah yes, yesterday I was in the motor.” drag Answer Clara.

“What is the wound severe?”

“Iya pretty bad.”

“But why don't you feel like you're in pain?” Ask Aaron.

Every question Aaron threw at him made Clara a little nervous. “Because I don't want my work to be interrupted just because of this wound.” Answer Clara.

“Emm.. Clara, you don't focus too much on work. Your health is more important.” Aaron Said.

“Thank you for your concern Aaron.” Clara answered with a smile.

“Come on, I want to check your wound.” Aaron Said.

Clara just smiled. “No need sir, I don't want to disgust you with my wound.”

“Don't say that, anyway I know enough about wounds. So let me see it.” Aaron Said.

Clara walks over to Aaron, and Aaron tells Clara to sit down at the table. Aaron revealed Clara's short skirt, now Aaron's eyes were fixed on the wound on the bandage. Aaron slowly opened the bandage that covered the wound on Clara's thigh, now Aaron saw the wound on the woman's thigh.

“This is not a gunshot wound but this is a sharp object incision wound, am I thinking too much.” Think Aaron.

Initially Aaron thought that the one who made the riots in his place was Clara and he also had the same thigh wound as the one he shot.

“Don't say like that, I'll treat your wounds. It will probably hurt so hold yah.” Aaron Said.

“Good Mr. Aaron.”

Then Aaron treated the wound on Clara's thigh, saw Clara shed tears while enduring the pain in her thigh. Although he actually did not feel any pain at all, this he did just to trick Aaron.

After finishing treating Clara's wounds, Aaron immediately saw the woman. “Thanks Mr. Aaron.” Clara.

“Sama-sama.” Answer Aaron.

When Aaron saw Clara's beautiful face, suddenly the door of his study was opened. It shows his two friends coming in without knocking on the door.

“Ah, sorry we bother you guys.” Satria.

“No, what's up?” Ask Aaron.

“There are important things we want to talk about with you.” Said Satria while looking towards Clara.

Aaron who understood immediately told Clara to leave his study. “I heard the headquarters was attacked?’ Satria asked because she was not at the base at the time.

“Iya,” Aaron Reply.

“Then did you find the culprit?” Ask Riko.

“Numbered, but at first I thought that the woman who was a spy came to my base because she had a wound on the right thigh and I also shot the spy on the right thigh.”

“Then wait for what else? Why didn't you catch him?” Ask Satria.

“I've checked the wound and it's not a gunshot wound.” Answer Aaron.

“What if we check if yesterday really there was an accident involving the woman.” Riko's Proposal.

“True to say Riko.” Satria.

Then Aaron ordered his men to find information about the accident that occurred yesterday and sure enough, yesterday there was one accident involving an office woman and she was seriously injured.

“Maybe it was just a coincidence.” Satria.

“Yes, there is no way that woman is the one who has rioted at your place.” Riko Timpal.

“Yes you are right and I also have no proof if he is that person.” Answer Aaron.

“So how now?” Ask Satria.

“What is how?” Ask Aaron.

“You just fire the woman, we better avoid things you don't want.” Saran satria's.

“That's impossible, if I fire him I'll have to pay a pretty big severance. After all he is disciplined and rarely finds people like him.” Answer Aaron.

“Well if that's your choice, then what about your fiancee. Did you get the stamp?” Ask Satria.

“Not yet, I still need time to get ownership of it.”

“But remember you have to be careful, the old man is very cunning.”

“Iya, I know.”

“But you're lucky his daughter even likes you.”

“Emm..  The woman was too noisy, if I could I wanted to hole her head.” Aaron Said.

“You're so mean, he's your fiance.”

“Fuck with that, I don't care. As long as he's useless I'll throw him away.”