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

Norberto Flack pulled out a short, fat cigar from his cigarette box and placed it in his mouth, he asked Basil Jaak, who was sitting opposite him, "Want one?"


Basil Jaak asked in return, "Can you smoke in here?"


"Of course!" Norberto Flack paused for a moment and added, "as long as my wife is not around."


"Oh!" Basil Jaak gave Norberto Flack a meaningful smile, lit his cigarette and said to Norberto Flack, "I'd rather smoke my own. I can't get used to that big guy of yours."


"So, you like these types of cigarettes." Norberto Flack chuckled, calling out to Nanny Donne, "Nanny Donne, go get the cigarettes I left on the cabinet."


Nanny Donne frowned, "Mr. Flack, the doctor said you can't smoke those cigarettes with your health condition."


Norberto Flack pointed at Basil Jaak and forced a smile, "I asked you to get him the cigarettes."


Chapter 73: Mom Has Found a Match For You_1