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!
...

Close body King of Soldiers

Gustave stared at Yetta Astir with a provocative smile, obviously prepared to relish in her embarrassment.


Naturally, Yetta couldn't swallow this insult. She strode up to Basil Jaak, asking, "Can you park the car inside? Are you confident?"


Basil heard Yetta's conversation with Gustave from the car and casually remarked, "I meant to park the car here; it was you who asked me to move it."


"..." Yetta mused. To deal with this mad girl Gustave, she would bear with it.


"Handsome, you got this!" Yetta cheerfully urged Basil, hoping he could boldly park the car to shut Gustave up.


"You better step aside then!" Basil shouted.


Yetta shook her head: "I want to sit in the passenger seat and witness the miraculous moment."


"Suit yourself, just don't say I didn't warn you. After I park the car, you won't be able to open the passenger door," Basil said dismissively.


Chapter 179 A Sour Taste_1