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

"Boasting as if the manager would personally come to invite you, you really think you are the secretary of the municipal party committee or the mayor." Calvin sneered.


Basil Jaak glanced at him dismissively and said calmly: "We'll see whether he will or not. You're babbling on just like a municipal secretary or mayor." Since their confrontation had already erupted, Basil Jaak felt no need to save Calvin's face anymore.


"Well, I want to see if he will come or not." Calvin snorted, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, ready to enjoy Basil Jaak's embarrassment while taking a smoke.


Debby Sutton slightly narrowed her eyes, pushed her glasses and asked softly, "Are you confident?"


A gust of fragrance blew past his ear. Basil Jaak was slightly moved. He gently held Debby Sutton's hand and confidently replied: "You should know I don't do things that I'm not certain about."


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