Alurina_Azura

Kylin of the Neighbourhood had lived a simple, content life surrounded by family and friends until one fateful day when the Establishment came knocking on her door.

Despite her reluctance to associate with the Establishment, she found herself making a deal that would save her family but condemn herself in the process.

The only silver lining was the one-year time limit imposed on her, after which she would be released.

Until then, she remained a prisoner, unable to escape, forced to live her life miserably.


But that was for an ordinary person.


She may had live a simple life but what she considered simple was far different than everyone else. 


This was Kylin of the Neighbourhood we’re talking about, so of course, things won’t go as smoothly as expected. 


When the tough get going, Kylin start slaying.

In the ‘Extra’ Ordinary Mind of Kylin

His every action was meant to protect the target and eliminate the threat surrounding it. He was paid to do so, which meant his every word was fabricated, where his truths were lies and his lies were the truth.

It sounds complicated, but it usually depends on the context.

In this case, Ryder was paid to keep watch over me, to make sure I behaved and kept my end of the bargain.

Other than the few hiccups in the beginning, I'd say I did a pretty good job of making his work easier. In a way, he should be thanking me. If I hadn't reined in my mischievous behavior, he wouldn't be enjoying this peace or even getting the big bucks.

"You don't need to prove anything because you already owe me a favor."

"A favor? Since when did I owe you a favor? This is the first time we're talking to each other."

"I'm sure you've read my files, so you know I'm far more capable than those petty pranks I pulled before. I wonder what would happen if I turned it up a notch?"

"Oh, I might, so it's in your best interest to just tell me the truth."

"Felix is my nephew. He really isn't one of the guards assigned to you."

"Your nephew? You look quite young to be an uncle."

"He's my eldest sister's youngest son. I'm just a few years older than him."

"I see. So why were you hesitant to tell me the truth?"

"Because if you knew about my relationship with him, then you could easily use him to threaten me."

The 'kid' was already my hostage before meeting Ryder. So I'm guessing during the time I met him, Ryder wasn't around.

I wasn't thinking about it previously, but he did give me a good idea, just in case I wanted him to do something for me. 😏

"Whatever. I won't use your nephew to blackmail you."

He didn't sound like he believed me. Well, nobody did.

"Why would I use him when I can just resort to torturing you in other ways? Won't the suspense keep you on your toes?"

"So you're still planning on doing something, aren't you?"

"Yes, whether you're planning to report the events of today to your master. Even if you do, I still have other ways to make your life—or even your nephew's—miserable, so you better make your decision carefully."

Ryder's eyes narrowed as he considered my words. "Fine, I won't report this. But you better keep your word."

I smirked, twirling the butter knife in my hand. "Don't worry, I always keep my word. Just remember, Ryder, this is a game of trust and survival. Play it well, and we might just get along."

"Trust and survival, huh? Fine. But don't push your luck too far."

"Wouldn't dream of it," I replied, the hint of a challenge in my voice. 😏

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