Chapter 28

Mikhail rubbed his tired eyes, he slept so late last night that he appreciate them not waking him up that hard or maybe it is because he nearly strangled Jiro the last time because of his stupid alarm that they did not bother to try that hard.

He planned to ditch class as he would need to meet with someone much more important than school.

Remembering the note he opened their mini fridge and heat up the fried rice. He sat on the chair waiting for it to make a 'beep' noise to indicate that the food is done heating up.

The fried rice is a simple rice mixed with chopped onions, garlic and ham so he doesn't need to get something else since there is already ham mixed in. The fragrant rice made his stomach grumble it is already past ten o clock so this could already be considered as his brunch.

Mikhail relaxed as he eat his brunch and drink a cup of coffee that he personally brew with the coffee machine, the smell of the coffee is enough to make him feel at ease and the coffee itself made him wide awake. He liked his coffee bitter and strong so he could still go on through the day despite not sleeping enough.

There is nothing much that he find interesting and he is just busy making money and bets everyday. He could live leisurely for the rest of his life with the money he earned by himself but oddly enough he doesn't feel satisfied. Mikhail doesn't have the urge to buy food, clothes or any luxury even his hobby is only making money and nothing more.

In a sense he is just a simple money making machine without any hobby of some sort.

He feel that those people who value something and want to do something in the future is the weird one. How could they find such joy? When did they find it?

A 'clink' sound when he put back the cup of coffee back on the table that all his thoughts halted. Such useless thoughts it is better to go around and make some money.

He changed into a simple top and pants, wearing his uniform on the middle of the day is just looking for trouble. Mikhail travelled by foot wanting to reach his destination though not in hurry. The city is bustling with noise but everything just looks like a blurry pictures to him just making out a rough shape of what these things really were.

There is a place with a body guard on place just where his destination is.

"Your ID please." The place he is going is only allowing people with membership ID inside.

The guard did not show any disrespect to the teenager, despite being young he may be someone important. People who knew this place would not be ordinary either.

The guard looked at the ID and the teenager wearing sunglasses in front of him on the gold membership card written on his name 'Wild'. He bowed respectfully to Mikhail before opening the door.

"Please enjoy your stay."

Once you open the door you could only see a dark place and a stairs going underground and once you took those steps down you would see many influential figures deep within. The place is a bar where politicians and many other powerful figure stopped by to chat about their business or to just have some fun.

He is here on official business so he sat down on one corner of the room when a man bringing a suitcase approached him.

"Did you bring it?"

The case was set on the table and it was opened to Mikhail his eyes narrowed showing he is satisfied.

"Mr. Wild as you have won the bet against our master then this is the price money as the deal said." The case was closed again and Mikhail nod his head at the man. He liked that he went straight to the point then he could easily handle this things.

"You would give this to the man on that table and tell him to deposit it , he would know what to do." The man nod at him and went to where he is pointing. He is glad that there is no need to show so much pleasantries than necessary and his business is easily finished.

For now he would hang out inside the place before returning, making a few more bets should be fine since he won the first one.

He was offered a glass of liquor but he refused since he is underage and doing so would prove to be risky, the people around him are all sly foxes. It would do him no good to offer up his own neck to these people.

The bar tender passed him an orange juice with two blocks of ice inside and he playfully tilt it around just casually playing with it. Remembering the student he usually spend lunch with he fished out his phone and sent a text message.

'Ding'

Ren who is preparing to head out on the court yard received a text message from the school tyrant.

Miko: I won't be eating with you.

He replied with an okay and decided he would ask Jiro to have it with him thinking that the extra lunch box would be a waste to throw away.

"Jiro eat lunch with me I have an extra lunch."

Jiro tilt his head confused.

"What happened with bro? You won't eat with him." He asked wondering where his bro is at

"Nope, he won't." he said popping the p sound as he sat on his desk opening the lunch box.

There is tempura and some salad with rice.

Jiro thought that Ren is sad that his bro won't eat with him so he glance suspiciously at the little student beside him. Did they perhaps fight?! That is a possible reason since Mikhail is known for his short temper and Ren is someone who doesn't back down when fighting verbally with someone he know well.

This is bad ahhh he needs to do something so they could fix their strong bond of friendship.

Their broship is at risk and he need to move, he would also need to ask the senior for more ideas on how he could make Ren and Mikhail make up.