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

After a late-night snack, Basil Jaak drove Dawn Sutton home.


Once they were inside, Dawn set her bag down, just settling onto the couch when Basil suddenly called out, "Take off your socks!"


"What…" Dawn widened her eyes, staring at Basil in confusion. Was he getting out of control after drinking, planning something inappropriate? A flurry of fear crept up in her heart, but for some reason, she also felt a tinge of joy.


Basil laughed and said, "What's that look in your eyes! I asked you to take off your socks so I could check on your foot injury."


"Ah…" Realizing Basil's intention, Dawn blushed from embarrassment and uttered in silent shame. She wished she could disappear into the floor, unable to meet Basil's gaze.


Basil, lost for words, sighed and saw Dawn, face blushing, frozen on the spot. He decided to take charge. He stood up, crouched in front of her, lifted her foot onto his knees, and began to examine it.


Chapter 271: Treatment_1