Chapter 11 - 11

Abruptly, Kyla stepped forward, then pulled her brother.

"Brother! What are you doing?" Kyla irritatedly asked which was fueled by the other two.

"Kyla! Your brother is some kind of shit! How dare he try to assault Luna!"

"Yes! He must be crazy! Didn't he know who Luna's brother was?"

Kyla suddenly became nervous about how the other two reacted. She didn't know how to react, and with it being noticed by Roger, he sighed.

He also observed Luna, who was still frozen, might be traumatized or something, but Roger didn't care.

Roger just smirked.

"Forget about it. I'm not going. Just enjoy it there, Kyla. I felt like I did something wrong." He mumbled to her and then left them at the gate without making any turns.

Kyla rushed to Luna to check on how she was, but when she looked into her eyes, she became more nervous.

Luna's eyes widened, and it had been a few seconds, but she wasn't still moving.

"Luna, are you okay?" she asked.

Luna reacted. She flinched, then straightened her back.

"Where's your brother?" she asked.

Kyla immediately lowered her head and apologized.

"I'm sorry about that, Luna. I don't know why my brother suddenly did that."

Without any way to react, Luna just shook her head and turned her back on Kyla.

"Forget about it. Don't ever see me tomorrow." Then she left with the two following her.

Kyla's knees seemed to have softened. There was some fear that rushed through her nerves, and just imagining what might happen tomorrow, she could only swallow her saliva.

"Stupid Brother."

Meanwhile, Roger was peacefully walking down the street on his way back to their house when he noticed something happening on the same street.

"Ahhh... I think I should clean the neighborhood since it's getting more chaotic nowadays, " he mumbled when he saw some kind of scene where an expensively clothed female was walking on her own.

'She is kind of stupid, though.'

There were four hoodlums surrounding her. And as she didn't try to fight them, the hoodlums were overjoyed to tease her.

"Hey beauty~"

Roger rolled his eyes before he dashed to them. He jumped with his kick, prepared to hit their faces. And as he kicked their faces, his eyes fell on the young lady who was stupidly walking on her own in an unsafe neighborhood.

'She looks expensive,' he thought then suddenly erased it by shaking his head off.

'The fuck. This isn't the murim world anymore.'

He landed, then immediately made a follow-up kick to the other three. When they were immediately down, he took the bag that the hoodlums grabbed. He then returned it to the young lady.

"Hey, why are you walking on your own here?" he asked.

The young lady didn't reply; she just silently and bashfully took her bag.

Roger noticed that the young lady refused to talk, and so, he just scratched his nape.

"Okay, so I won't ask about it. But where are you going? I'll just take you there."

"Really?!"

Roger was surprised by how the young lady's attitude changed. She then became attentive to him after hearing his suggestion.

"Ah, yes, I will. Where was it?" he asked.

"It's just in Block A... Lot..."

As if she couldn't remember it, the young lady prolonged her words.

"You mustn't remember it. But I am on my way to the same block, so just follow me, okay?"

The young lady nodded.

"By the way, how old are you?" he asked.

"17."

"Just a year younger than me." Roger continued walking and finally reached his house.

He turned to face the young lady and asked again.

"Where was the lot?"

"Lot 12..."

Roger raised his eyebrows. "That's my house."

The young lady nodded, reluctantly. "Yes, it looks like it is your house."

"Why are you going to my house?" he asked.

"To visit an aunt. I have an appointment with her, and apparently, since her office is not open, I was suggested by my mother to go here on my own. However, I don't like being followed by bodyguards, so I went on my own."

Roger just remained silent, astounded by her unstable personality. He sighed, then doorbelled their house.

"Aren't you... going to ask me what my appointment is?" the young lady asked.

"It's okay. It's my mom's job if I think of it. Anyway, we're here, so when you enter the house, just remove your shoes. By the way, what's your name?"

"It's Febbie."

"Okay, Febbie. I'll be leaving you now."

The door opened and his mother greeted him. Also, his mother noticed Febbie standing.

"You must be Febbie. I was called by your mom. She was worried about you because you left on your own."

Febbie just embarrassedly smiled, admitting the fact that she had escaped her bodyguards.

"Yes... I just wanted to feel comfortable, and they were not helping me a bit." Febbie reasoned.

"I see... get in now. Also, honey, someone was looking for you earlier. They all look like dangerous people, so I warn you don't do anything dangerous."

Roger just nodded and then smiled.

"Of course, mom."

Despite his smile, he was gritting his teeth on the inside. His fist clenched as he climbed upstairs.

'Someone dangerous? Perhaps those gangsters from yesterday. But who were they? I don't know them."

Roger thought about it for a while. As he browsed and recollected the events of yesterday, he finally realized that those gangsters might be connected with Taylor since it happened after he beat him.

"That punk. He dared to involve big people in this mess? He is some kind of dangerous kid. I must clean the roots first if that is it."

Then, Roger sat on his bed while thinking of a proper way to make things easy for him. Since his mother said that someone was looking for him, he couldn't think straight because of his worries.

And so, starting by making the neighborhood safe.

His sister will also be in danger if those hoodlums continue to cause trouble.

"Okay..." he mumbled, then a smile came after.

Roger opened his closet and picked a normal T-shirt to use as a cover for his face. He then wrote a note on his door that he'd be napping and would not be going to eat with them.

"I'll really have to clean the roots," he mumbled once more as his head shook in dismay.

He opened the window, then jumped to a neighbor's roof and leaped through different roofs, scouting the whole area of the neighborhood.

Meanwhile, Luna was blushing as she remembered Roger's face being near her face.