CHAPTER 5: CLIENT
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Outside the city, there stood a grand and proud mansion in modern style. With a pool and a wide backyard that shows the luxury and wealth of its owner. There are also a couple of cars and a couple of motorbikes parked inside the parking area that makes every passerby envy the owner.
But... not the two man standing in front their door.
The red haired man in golden cape and butler suit stepped forward and knocked the door thrice. They waited for a minute until the door opened and showed an old lady with a line up of maids, welcoming the two gentlemen.
"You must be the one from the BMA, right?" The old lady asked.
The man in gold cape or cardigan, to be specific nod his head with a smile. But, in the other hand, the man in ponytail with the black cardigan just look at them coldly.
"Welcome then. I am Lucy, the head maid in this house." The old lady introduced herself.
"I am called Zyro. And this man beside me is called Zero. He may look like that but—"
"You don't need to explain anything to them. You are not obliged to do that because we aren't staying here for long." Zero interrupted his companion.
The next thing followed is a long, deafening silence. Yeah, it's awkward. But, Zero do not mind it at all.
Zero roam his eyes around the house, every corner and every peck of dust is being watched by him. Every clue that can be find was being seek by him. He is like a maniac every time he's at mission, not minding the chattering of the maids while he is being watched by them.
In their partnership, Zero is the eye, Zyro is the ears and both of them is the brain. They both excels in their own fields. One is close combat, and the other is in long-ranged fights. One of them is the shield of the other, and the other is the sword, and vice versa. In the BMA history in four generations, they are the best duo among all.
Other agents makes them their idols and inspirations to strive higher. Some are making them their rivals to reach the pedestal of being famous and any sorts of goals possible. They are also considered as male gods for men and women, being fantasized in every aspects.
"May I ask, who is your master? How come I didn't see him since our arrival? Aren't we deserving to see your master?" Zero blurted.
Every eyes turned to him. Some are terified because of his cold attitude, and some are shocked to hear his uttered words. Curiosity hit them, where is their master?
Their master is known to be warm and welcoming. She is beautiful and kind especially to those who help her. But, witnessing her absence in front of these young men she personally summoned, they start to wonder, what's the matter?
The coldness filled the room. No one knows where it came from. But, it is enough to make a door open and show some of a girl's hair behind it. No one noticed the presence of the girl except Zyro who has a sharp sense of detection.
"My companion and I are tired. Can you please show us our room, Lady Lucy?" Zyro politely asked.
Lucy noticed the coldness of zero and the warmness of Zyro. She can't help but to feel secured to see the presence of the help their young madam brought. She lead the two gentlemen, a red haired gentleman and the man in ponytail and masked man with the coldest temperament she have ever encountered in all the years she have lived in.
"Here you are, young madam! Where have you been?" She greeted a black haired young lady who just popped up beside her.
The woman who has a warm face and amethyst eyes just looked at the path that leads to the two gentlemen's rooms. She can't understand the feeling of familiarity among the two. But, she kept silent and hidden until she confirms her hunch that maybe, one among the two agents is the little boy she left before, almost twenty years ago.
The client and the agents has their own copies of basic information about each other that was provided by the BMA. It will help the two parties to get to know each other, but it'll be limited like their name, age, place of birth, allergies and so on. But the difference is that, the name provided for the agent's name, is their code and not their real name.
The next day, the kitchen is already lively. The dining is also bustling. Not because of the maid cooking and preparing, but because of the early bird newly-hired butlers that is starting to work.
The maids are at awe as they watch a 'show' of well-dressed gentlemen tossing, chopping, and garnishing the dishes for their breakfast. For them, they are their cooking male gods. They do not drool for the food, but to the hot men inside the kitchen.
Zyro is assisting Zero. They are in perfect sync like they are shring one brain with their separate bodies.
Like the nurse and the surgeon, Zyro is the nurse who wipes the surgeon's sweat, and Zero is the surgeon who is seriously preoccupied by his work while wearing his mask.
Black ranked agents are bound to be mysterious. Only inside the association, they have the will to wear their mask or not. And in the association, Zero is the only one who can be regarded as the only one who have the right to do that.
"Bon appetit!" Zyro said as he finished garnishing the last plate of the dish.
"Thanks for your hard work." Zero said to Zyro.
"You too. Have you taken your meds? We are not in the association. I didn't managed to get your suppression pills from the president." Zyro said worriedly.
"I already have. Thanks for taking good care of me. After this, we'll spend six months in our private resort so that, that old man can learn his lesson." Zero offered.
"Stop messing around. They will think that we are in some sort of—"
"Who cares? Their master didn't even meet us, how come they have the guts to question us? If you'll ask me, you are better than anyone else." Zero complained.
The two kept on talking like no one is around. The staffs inside are still watching them. Some are heartbroken for assuming that their male gods are in some sort of relationship, and some are watching and feel giddy as they witness an unexplainable closeness of the two gentlemen.
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