Waning Moon

Three years ago, he ran rampant in Africa, undeniably the King of Soldier Kings. Three years later, he returned to the city, carless, houseless, and constantly in trouble. 
Applying to be a security guard at a company, switching from the battlefield to the office, he's low key, clever, with depth. Even security guards can have their moment in the spring.
Every time someone asked him, why are you always the unlucky one?
Basil Jaak would shyly say, it's just because I'm too obviously handsome!
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Close body King of Soldiers

Basil Jaak told Everett to wake him up in half an hour, however, Everett naturally didn't follow this order obediently. When Basil Jaak woke up from his sleep, two hours had already passed.


"This kid!" Basil Jaak couldn't help but chuckle at Everett's disobedience, he got down from the bed and walked out of his room.


Only Lydia White was in the living room watching TV. Perhaps afraid of disturbing Basil Jaak, she had kept the volume very low. Lydia White frowned and bit her lips from time to time, it was clear that she wasn't actually watching the TV.


"Did they all leave?" Basil Jaak sat down on the couch next to Lydia White, habitually took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and embarrassedly put it back in.


Lydia turned her gaze towards Basil Jaak and nodded, "My uncle and aunt went to work, Everett should be attending tuitions. Go ahead and smoke if you want, I will fetch an ashtray for you."


Chapter 38: Only Know Seven Up is a Drink_1