Once his hunger was sated and his mind felt at ease, Suga intended to pay a visit to Yuki's room. He wanted to have a serious conversation with the man and learn more about the organization suspected of masterminding his parents' murder. They had yet to discuss the matter properly
Moreover, when he just arrived in this country, he hadn't had a chance to call Danny. Thinking about Danny, the desire to see his face overflow making his chest throb. While eating with Yuze earlier, he could not help but think of the time he and Danny usually ate together, Suga always cooked for Danny if he had a night shift, and Danny was the one who usually cooked more— I miss him, I wonder what Danny is doing right now?
Muttering to himself as he strolled through the corridor, he noticed many men casting glances his way. Assuming they were curious by his unfamiliar face, well that reactions were to be expected, he had yet to formally introduce himself in this new environment.
Suga continued on his way without much thought. Every time they looked into his way, Suga nodded his head weakly and put on a vague smile, this was a bit awkward— Not to mention the men's here mostly were taller and much bigger than him, so he tried his best not to offend them, he didn't want to risk getting into trouble on his first day here.
Where's the elevator? trying to remember the direction, after a while guessing the direction of the hall in this building, he saw an elevator from a distance, Suga hastened his steps. Yuki's room was on the first floor, actually he could have used the stairs to the first floor, but he still felt somewhat lazy so an elevator would be easier.
"Maybe I'll also ask him about the other rules in this place ———....." Suga's feet abruptly came into halt after hearing a sound like a loud explosion from a room that somewhere close to the area here, it caused Suga to frown in astonishment, this was a familiar thing, he never would have expected that the sound of an explosion would be so familiar to his ears.
Don't tell me that the explosion was Marcus's doing again? Suga thought. But wasn't that guy yesterday told to go to the detention room? or maybe that man is already out?
Suga shook his head quickly, he had to learn from yesterday's incident, he did not need to care about it no matter what happened and continued to enter the elevator, he must do that— the elevator door in front of his eyes was wide open. But curiosity dominated as if defeating Suga's rationality, he eventually clicked his tongue.
Intrigued, he walked towards the source of the sound of the explosion, when Suga arrived at the scene, the atmosphere in the room was simply brutal. As expected, he regretted coming here.
The sound of the explosion didn't seem to have come from a bomb, it was quite similar— but what happened in this room was several men trying to put out burning furnitures with a fire extinguisher and wet towels, Suga's eyes caught pieces of a microwave that had been destroyed and charred. The food scattered on the floor was all a mess and did not look like food anymore, a pungent smell of burnt food was wafting in the air.
One man stood transfixed with a pale face, then another man pulled his collar. "Oi! You, what did you do to this microwave, how come it exploded?"
"Hah?" The man whose collar was being pulled, protested with a clear frown on his face, "I was just checking to see if you've turned on the microwave! I didn't touch it at all!!!"
Seemed like this man was trying to defend himself but of course the other man didn't buy his excuse.
"Then why the fuck did the microwave explode after you checked it?!"
"Bastard, let go of me, my shirt is stretchy because of you!"
"Answer me damn it!"
"I don't fucking know, man! Let go of me—"
Either the atmosphere changed in the air, a moment later, the fierce feud turned into a wrestling match.
No one knew who threw the fists first, the two men were busy hitting each other, growling like animals and swearing came out of their mouths, several men who were around them tried to intervene.
Unfortunately, the battle that was only carried out by two people, turned into a fight between two groups.
Suga stood stiff to be honest he seriously did not know what to do— watching the chaotic fights in this room, he wanted to leave, yes he'd better leave here and pretend he never saw this. However, today was probably his unlucky day, before Suga could move his feet to turn around, a rather familiar man shouted his name.
"Suga! push the button beside you!"
"Button?" Suga asked with a confused face.
"Yes, the red button covered in glass plastic, open it and quickly press the red button!"
The man shouted with urgency, a dark-skinned man with thick curly hair, at first Suga was a bit hesitant but the man, Trevor shouted again.
Without thinking Suga pressed a red button attached to the wall near where he was standing. Having no clue what the red button was for, Suga's confusion was immediately answered when less than five minutes later, Farrukh, with his signature poker face and tired eyes, walked closer and entered the room. Farrukh, without saying anything immediately grabbed the collar of one of the men who was fighting.
As if still not aware of Farrukh's existence, the man who was being dragged shouted aloud, "You know it's not easy to hunt turkeys in this season, and everything is burnt because of—"
It seemed that the suddenly terrifying silence cut off the man's words, then not long after, a cold yet biting voice came out.
"Julio, tell your other friends to clean up this kitchen in 20 minutes from now, or else I will send all of you who are in this room to the red area."
Everyone gulping simultaneously, their faces instantly paled. "When I get back, this kitchen should be impeccably clean." After he finished saying something he felt was necessary, Farrukh released his grip, he fixed his belt.
When Farrukh turned around, Suga and Farrukh's eyes met, at that moment for some reason suddenly Suga had a bad feeling.
"Suga, you are also a part of this."
"What? Why ... No I was just passing by and—"
"Everyone who is in this room is obliged to clean this kitchen." Farrukh's eyes moved down, Suga also looked into the direction of his eyes, damn, he was indeed in this room. "Excuse me first," Farrukh said casually, leaving Suga whose mouth was half agape, wanting to protest, however Farrukh already left the room very quickly, disappearing like a ghost.
Pulling his hair, frustrated with himself, Suga glared intently at the people in the room. Somehow, Suga noticed that almost all of the men in this room were also looking at him with sharp eyes.
Damn, he was the one who pressed the red button earlier.
"You're a new member, right?" One of the men broke the uncomfortable silence, Suga nodded slightly.
"Which floor is your room on?"
"3rd floor."
"Oh, members of the stupidest section."
"Hey!" One of the other men hit the man on the head, "The one who's stupid is you, why can't all of you think straight and stop thinking with your fists!"
"Well man, I think we should clean up this kitchen quickly, I don't want to be sent to the red area."
Trevor, spoke up, a group of men then groaned in unison and grabbed cleaning tools. One of them handed Suga a rag, 'Why do I have to get involved in this?' Suga grumbled inwardly, but his hand was still painstaking in cleaning the glass from the cupboard that was littered with stains from the food that had exploded.
"This is all idiot Brian's fault, he caused this microwave to explode and we also lost our turkey because of him."
"Huh? I didn't even touch that microwave, stop accusing me!"
No, please stop, don't fight again— Suga alternately looking anxiously at the two of them who were throwing insults at each other.
One of the men, then made a face with pursed lips, he chuckled while scratching his head nervously. "Ugh— I just remembered, Instructor David said he bought a new microwave to replace a microwave that had a shorted cord ... damn, how could I forget about that."
"Damnit, why didn't you say that earlier—"
Julio, who still looked irritated, pulled the collar of the man who had just spat out important information that should have been told before this chaos occurred, all the men in this room also looked pissed but they immediately returned to cleaning up the mess, several men separated them and reminded them of Farrukh's threat.
Apparently, the threat to be sent to the red area made the men here turn blue, like it was a really scary place. Suga, despite not knowing what that place was, continued to quickly clean up the remaining dust in the cupboard. He genuinely had no clue what that place was, so he made a questioning face. Trevor, glanced at him and took a deep breath, opening his mouth.
"Red area. A place where you will be put to work for nothing."
"You can be made into laborers, or sent to mines, or you can be sent to conflict countries to carry out missions, red area is not a place but more like a term."
"We avoid it like a plague, being called on a mission to do espionage or catch the mafia is still better than going to work in the red area."
A bunch of men also joined in to add answers, hearing that Suga understood why they reacted that way when they heard the word "Red area". He also didn't want to be sent to that place, not to mention he wasn't even part of this mess.
"Oh right," Julio suddenly raised his head, he stopped mopping the floor for a moment. "Tomorrow Monday is hunting day."
"Ah yes right, it's the end of the year so tomorrow Monday we will be hunting." a man replied, scratching his head then sat on the couch.
"It's the end of the year it looks like they will come because last year they didn't come."
"Why the fuck do they always choose Australia, can we have another instructor from another country?!"
"Well, that's because he likes to do experiment ... and this place is perfect for his hobby."
This time, Suga again, did not understand the topic of the conversation that the men in this room were having, but he heard the words that he also heard earlier while eating with Yuze. Crazy instructors from America. His head throbbed instantly, the pain he had not experienced before, returned again. This didn't sound good.
".... just avoid him, lest you disobey the rules here."
"That's hard when you're surrounded by morons."
Loud laughter echoed in the room, along with someone saying "That's right, it's hard to follow the rules here when you're in a crazy place." Suga frowned, he shrugged his shoulders, then went back to cleaning some parts that were still a little dirty.
The door that suddenly opened wide made the men who had been chatting and joking, fall into silence. Farrukh stood at the entrance, calmly inspecting every nook and cranny of the kitchen space. He was silent without saying anything, then looked at the people one by one in this room.
A moment later, he closed the door with a straight face, causing all the men in the room to breathe a sigh of relief. Is this a good sign? Does this mean they won't be sent to the red area? Suga also breathed a sigh of relief.
Suga did not want to be here anymore, more precisely it would be better if he avoided crowded places here, nothing good would happen in a place with lots of men like this.
"Must have been hard on you, first day and you've seen a lot of stupid things."
"Yeah." Suga replied weakly. Trevor smiled faintly as if sympathetic, he seemed to be thinking.
"Oh yes tomorrow is hunting, I hope you can do well."
"Is it difficult?"
"Not really, in fact it's rather fun. But let's hope the instructor from America isn't here tomorrow, or it'll be a bit difficult if you lose—"
Well he had heard that a few times, what the heck were those American instructors?! Suga had heard that in each headquarters their policies were different, were their policies in America tougher than this place?
"Come to think of it." Suga tilted his head at the man who started the conversation. Sitting leisurely and leaning on the couch. "Instructor Niel, you know that guy ... damn, he's really pretty."
"Cih, disgusting, that man will kill you."
"Instructor Niel is a beta, luckily I'm still normal unlike you, I prefer women, be it alpha, omega or beta."
"If you have a dick you can stick it anywhere."
"Shut up, I'm not as deprived as you are. I still judge the physique of someone I want to fuck. I want women."
"But Niel is so pretty, man, even prettier than women. He's like the only guy who can still make my dick rock hard."
All the men were booing in unison, Trevor clicked his tongue, he seemed as disinterested in the conversation as Suga. Locker room talk, and oddly enough they were talking about a beta male. Suga massaged his throbbing head, it seemed he had to leave this room quicker, considering that the conversation in this room had led to something inappropriate. He had no interest in hearing this nonsense.