5

When I woke up, Cornelius was sitting next to me and looking at me with concern.

— How are you? A couple of times I noticed that you hardly breathe.— he said worriedly.

— To kill me, you have to try very hard.—I smiled.

— I'm glad.—Cornelius smiled, sitting down next to him.

Ah, that smile! I can feel the blood rushing to my face.

—And Kirby? Have you seen him before? Or did we meet at your place?—I asked, moving closer to him.

— I think you're being summoned...—Cornelius sighed sadly.

I opened the phone.

— Again... And in the same place... And who did you kill that time?—I asked.

— The waiter. It was a maniac with experience. He has already sent a lot of men and women to the next world... He was already starting to annoy me a lot...— Cornelius snorts.

His pupils dilate.

—You're beautiful when you're angry... You're always beautiful...— stroking his head, I kissed him on the temple.— Oh, Kirby writes!—I shuddered.

"When will you be back?" the text read.

"Tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow... Be ready to be home alone..." —I wrote back.- "Have fun too..."

— And what, we have entertainment here?—Cornelius asked, looking over my shoulder.

— I hope so...—I said.

I noticed a small scar on his neck and touched it with my lips.

The sun, which is now at the zenith, framed his slightly long nose incomparably beautifully, shone in the dark brown abyss of his eyes.

"I know what you're thinking...— thin lips fold into a perky, sly smile.

***

I woke up when it was already evening. And the memories hit me in the gut.

I remember a lot now... And the most beautiful secret of Cornelius Beynar, a beautiful creature with sly eyes and a radiant smile...

a frying pan seemed to be sizzling in the kitchen.

— Cornelius?—I called.

He was standing and listening to music in some strange headphones. Their bowls seemed to be made of crystal, and there was something written on the rim in a crooked handwriting.

I went over and hugged him from behind.

— We'll have to go to work soon...—Cornelius said, smiling.— But it is contraindicated to work with an empty belly... What can I cook for you?—

— I don't know...—I said, inhaling his scent.— I often have a lack of appetite before work.—I said.

— So is it a chicken or a Żurek? I don't have a lot of products, so there's nothing to choose from...— my angel smiled.

The lights of the burners glittered in his glasses.

—Can't you see well?—I asked.— I remembered a lot of things, and you often appeared in glasses not only at work.—

— I don't need glasses to see well at all...—Beynar turns to me.—That's what I need the glasses for...—

Turning off the burner on which the frying pan was, Cornelius takes the glasses by the shackles.

The glasses fell off the incredibly beautiful face.

Cornelius blinked several times.

Black smoke began to cover his pupils, and in a few seconds his eyeballs turned completely black.

— I always am... Or rather, almost always, I can control these radioactive forces inside me. But it is simply impossible to control it from the outside...—he sighed and lowered his eyes.

— Cornelius, look at me. Please, look at me, my love...— I said. — You... You're as beautiful as the dawn...—

I stroked his cheek.

— Let's fill our stomachs and go to work!—Cornelius smiled.— I'm just terribly hungry! So what, chicken?—

***

I texted Kirby not to worry and I'll be back tomorrow.

— We leave with a small time difference. I'll need to take a taxi. Are you driving to work?—I asked.

— No, no, I try to stay there only by public transport. A bus, maybe, or a taxi...— said Cornelius, arranging the washed dishes on the shelf.— Will you sit until the end? I promise it will be interesting...—

The most beautiful man in this world pulled me to him.

— Try not to lose your memory again...—he smiled.

— Even if I lose my memory, my heart will always remember this incomparable, perfect smile of an angel...—I whispered.

Once on the street, I walked a couple of yards and went out to wait for a taxi at a store that had been closed for a long time.

Each time the driver is different, but the taxi that was sent for me was different from the others.

Mark... You can call it a thousand different words. A mark, a sign, a brand.

It can be a license plate or simple graffiti, but it's always our abbreviation - three sixes.

When the taxi arrived, I gave him a coin and got into the back seat.

We have a lot of coins minted with the number six and without any currency signs.

They are needed only so that the taxi is not confused.

It's strange how a person's view of the world changes when there is meaning in life for him...

I don't have that firmness anymore.

Sitting in a taxi, I scroll through the memories in my head of how I put flowers or notes on the table of the incomparably beautiful Professor Beynar before each lesson...

I would like to deal with reactors at a nuclear power plant right now... But I'm proud of who I am.

I love my job and my life.

When we stop at a traffic light, the taxi driver hands me a newspaper. An ordinary routine ...

Opening the newspaper, I found there a bracelet in the form of a scorpion and a pendant in the form of a dagger.

On a sheet of newspaper it was written: "The goal is two people, but you are given one picture."

Mariusz always leaves messages in the style of "try to understand."

But here I understood everything - my victims are twin brothers.

Maybe Mariusz knows that I have regained my memory and this will be my punishment, he will make the tasks harder and harder...

But Cornelius is worth it. He is my angel, my perfection, my only love in a life as dark as a night street...

Cornelius Mateusz Kaminsky, who called himself Beynar for cover... My beautiful Cornelius is running from someone, only he doesn't say from whom... But he's afraid of someone...

I got out near the club and the taxi quickly left.

Before entering the sparkling doors, I took out a mirror and checked whether the lipstick was lying flat on my lips.

In the reflection, I noticed a guy on the other side of the road. His gaze made me uneasy.

In some ways, he was a little similar to Neil B, only shorter and his facial features were rougher. The eyes are bigger, the face is wider... But there was still something in common...

I quickly entered Cyanide Love, almost bumping into a security guard.

The music was already playing, so I sat down at the same table as the day before yesterday and began to wait for my victims to appear...

The first issue was female and I went into my thoughts, flipping through the magazine I bought.

There are probably three sixes in every country. I do not know how many there are in this world and why there are sixes.

If I'm one of those three, why don't I know the other two?

I don't know anything there at all, except what Mariusz told me.

I just do what I'm forced to do.

And if I refuse... The transmitter in my head will do everything by itself...

I saw it from the outside and will never forget it.

Several thousand volts pass through the head of the one who broke the rules, after that the brain burns.

How could they shove so much electricity into such a tiny object and why doesn't electricity burn the body? The devil knows!

But I'm afraid of it. I'm very afraid...

I saw that man after that incident... I hope that the vegetative state has come completely and he no longer feels anything...

Damn it, when will Cornelius be?

What we had... It's like fire in its purest form!

His perfect body looks like an altar of the most perfect desires, like a sculpture of an ideal appearance and figure that the Lord will never create.

These fox eyes with a sly sparkle sparkle like reflections of the moon and stars in a night river... I want to kiss his lips forever...

he got into my heart and will never disappear...

Ever since he entered the classroom at the university, my heart belongs to him...

I noticed that the women noticeably tensed up.

Another type of music started playing and I feel this one again... This smell...

strawberries have always intoxicated me with their divine sweetness, but Cornelius intoxicates me thousands of times stronger than any alcohol... And his awkwardness and slight clumsiness during dancing only add to the charm...

My heart started pounding like mad when Cornelius took off his shirt and was preparing to take off his pants.

It seems, as in that time, the cup with money will soon be overflowing.

I also got up to put the money in the cup.

Cornelius knelt down in front of me on the stage and arched like a stretching cat in his dance.

— They're not here...he whispered softly to me.—But you promised you'd stay until the end...—

— I was being followed...—I whispered back.—I'll point him out to you with my eyes if he comes in...—

Cornelius touched my lips with his.

— You're too beautiful for a monster like me...—I said, Walking back to the table.

Just looking into Cornelius' eyes is the ultimate pleasure...

My eyes widened in horror when I saw who entered the club.

"My brother!"I said to Cornelius soundlessly and pointed with one finger.

Kirby and some girl went to the table where I'm sitting.

— Why didn't you take me with you? A wonderful place!—Kirby said, sitting down next to him.

— Kirby, you're so positive, it's not like you, brother.—I said, patting my brother on the shoulder.— Have you been drinking?—

— Not as much as I wanted... By the way, this is Jenny. Jenny, and this is Adrianna, my older and boring sister.— said the brother, smiling.— Is there only a male striptease here? —

— Kirby!—Jenny shook her head.— Yanika Ahonen. I am very glad to meet you.—

— I'm glad too. Why Jenny? Yanika is such a beautiful name!—I said.— Are you from Finland? —

— Yes, from there. But my mother is Polish. She taught me the language. I was very surprised that Kirby wanted to come here.—Yanika said.

— This is a good place. I like it here. I usually don't like striptease, but the numbers here are very interesting...—I shifted my gaze to the stage.

Cornelius stayed on stage with the second number, now all the clothes he was wearing were trousers and a hat.

And with this careless disheveled look, he seems even more beautiful.

I followed the flight of the hat and saw the one I was looking for.

Cornelius winked at me and pressed a button in the floor with his foot.