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

A shrill ringtone blared beside the pillow, and Xenia reached for it in her groggy state, weakly asking, "Who are you looking for?"


Ghost on the other end of the phone paused for a full half minute before daring to ask, "I'm looking for Jaak, who are you?"


Upon hearing Ghost's voice, Xenia was instantly jolted awake.


"Damn, why am I holding Basil Jaak's phone!" she exclaimed, wishing she could knock her head against a wall. She tossed the phone to Jaak as if it were a hot potato, shouting at the still sleeping Jaak, "It's James's call!"


Last night, Basil Jaak and Xenia had asked each other lots of questions. At some point, Xenia moved from the foot of the bed to the head, sleeping side by side with Jaak. Eventually, they both drifted off to sleep.


Today, Xenia woke up to find herself somehow freed from her blanket, sharing a bed and blanket with Jaak, and even had a leg draped over his. The position was quite... ungraceful, to say the least.


Chapter 126: Why is it Wet_1