Chapter 36

Chapter 36

His feet are getting sore after jogging for almost three hours.

As soon he arrive at the house, he directly take a look in the kitchen fridge.

His finger tapping on top of the marble counter.

"What do you want for lunch?"

Sunghoon look back and there Mr. Duran smiled at him.

The aged men looks stunning even with his almost faded black hair.

"Uncle Duran, you not going to the spy school today?

"This evening there will be new students enrolled. Twins teen boys and their younger sister"

Mr. Duran put his hand in the pocket. He is walk inside the kitchen, getting near to Sung Hoon.

He was worried about this young fellow, who was his childhood's friend son and now is like his own son.

"I never knew you a headmaster at that spy school"

Mr Duran greyish eyebrows furrowed. He was wondering how Sung Hoon learned about Spy School he is referring to.

"Spy school?"

Sung Hoon nodded to Mr. Duran remarks, he was having a thought about the food in the fridge and answering with a glass of water in his hand.

"There's a flying fox and rock climbing the hall. And also there's a boxer ring. I just happen to called it that way"

"I heard, Ayanna was home"

The hand that moved the glass of water to his mouth, stopped.

His eyes somehow look bright even his face looks stern.

"She was?"

Mr.Duran sense there was hope to bring this man out into the world again.

Sung hoon has a traumatic experience being betrayed. The woman he dearly loved having an affair with his own manager.

Two human beings that he trusts the most kill him the night he caught them in his own bed.

And now he hates women.

It affects his performance on acting, he loses all the offers and gets the agency into sort of trouble.

Mr. Duran smiles bitterly.

"Sung Hoon, could you go to see her on behalf of me?"

Mr. Duran continues his words after Sung Hoon keeps fidgeting.

"She likes mango, I already bought a basket full of it.... but I got an urgent call to be at the school this afternoon."

After some time, Sung Hoon nodded.

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"You freakin damn ancient soul"

The voice of the woman was sweet but her words were harsh.

Sung Hoon kept looking around, wondering where she could be. He can hear her but his eyes cannot find her.

"You change your hair."

The voice seems like it is from above his head. The moment he lifted his head, the bright sun hit his eyes, there a small woman was hanging on the wall.

"Are you a monkey?"

Ayanna's smile faded away. She growls and she slide down with a rope in her hand.

"Here. from uncle"

Sung Hoon throws the heavy basket into Ayanna's hands.

It's quite heavy but Ayanna caught it easily with her right hand.

"There's something different"

Sung Hoon eyebrows furrowed. His eyes fixed on Ayanna, after some moment he spit some bitter words.

"Are you coming back from the dead"

Ayanna's smile bits her lips. The urge to strike these guys with thunder was boiling from inside her small body.

"And you still bring your poisonous tongue everywhere. I wonder when you will die from your own words"

"Don't worry, I already died. Im dying and rotting inside"

Ayanna sniffed around Sung Hoon. Sung Hoon looked at her cautiously and covered his body with both his hands.

"Tschh… you did smell like a trash"

Ayanna clicked her tongue, and somehow pouted. She looked at the basket and her eyes were getting bigger.

"Mango"

She jumped into the house, while humming to unknown melodies.

Sung Hoon didn't realize it but he was smiling.