But she still didn't let go of the man. She still had a tight grip on his collar.
Last year, our gang
were attacked by a gangster named Hell. She was wearing a mask, so we couldn't recognize her. What the fuck?! She was the one who disbanded our gang!
She finally let go of the man.
"You're such a liar," he grumbled.
He tried to taunt Ayra, but she just stared at him, examining his body.
"Why is your belt rainbow?" she asked, now looking at Uling's waist.
"Fuc—"
Uling couldn't finish what he was going to say as Ayra punched him in the jaw.
"Whoa! Awesome!" Ross exclaimed. "Go, Ayra! Go! Go! Go! I'm here for you! I've already forgotten about you betraying our gang last year! Go!"
He really is crazy.
"Why did you punch him?!"
I looked at Bryx because he was shocked. He couldn't believe Ayra's actions, and I was surprised too.
"I have no problem with hitting him, Falcon," she replied calmly. It seemed normal for her to do that.
Uling's men were about to attack Ayra, but she stopped them. She acted brave.
"Don't interfere, she's mine."
Wow, she's still bragging. After getting punched, it took him a few minutes to recover. The leader really is something. Even at a disadvantage, he's still trying to show his group that he's strong and capable.
"Understood, Boss Norius," his members responded.
Uling's name is really Norius. Ayra is different indeed. She's judgmental, and her first impression of someone becomes her belief. She uses surnames when she doesn't like someone's presence. She calls them all sorts of names if she wants to play with them.
That's why she sometimes insults people. Ayra is difficult to figure out, that's what I observed. And now, with this incident, it's clear that we don't really know her, can't read her, or understand her.
Uling stood up and wiped off the blood. "You really challenge us. You're just a woman, but you're so audacious. Remember, you're still facing men, Hell. Men are way stronger than you."
Ayra raised an eyebrow at what he said. "I owe you so much. Where do you want me to pay?"
She asked so innocently! As if she didn't do anything wrong! She doesn't even seem bothered! What kind of woman is this in front of me? So different from the Ayra I knew!
"Forget it. What we want now is for you to come with us."
"If that's the way to shut you up, I'll come."
She was the first to walk, and Uling followed, holding his jaw. We were about to stop her, but...
Fuck! What is this?! A dagger?!
She quickly threw the dagger backward as she turned. We were all shocked.
"Fuck!" Bryxwell cursed as he narrowly avoided it. He didn't see that a dagger was about to hit where he was seated, so he was surprised.
"Damn," I avoided it too.
"Wow, there were so many! Awesome!" Ross praised, as if he didn't even try to dodge.
By the way he moved, I could tell that he was prepared. Maybe that's why she didn't use her car and chose to walk, knowing that a group would block her. She's clever.
Only two of Uling's men were left standing. The others were hit, and they couldn't get up. I winced when I saw that one of them was hit on the forehead.
Ayra smiled and said, "Let's just make a deal. If you beat me, I'll come with you. If I beat you, you come with me to the hotel. Deal?"
"What are you saying?" the three of us asked.
Uling smirked and replied, "When did I back off? Deal."
"Good," she said. "It's my birthday tomorrow, so I hope you can entertain me today."
Her conversation partner laughed. "Everything about you is beautiful, nothing wasted. It's your birthday, but I'm the one bringing the gift? Funny."
"Just your face is ugly," Ayra retorted, and I wanted to laugh at what she said, but I held it back.
"Attack them, idiots!" he ordered his two men.
They went after Crian. She simply punched them all. One after another, they fell. She didn't even break a sweat. She was quick in evading attacks as well. She truly was Hell; she didn't need us because she faced a different level of opponent last year.
"It's your turn! You're still slow after all this time!" Uling taunted her.
"Let's go," she said with a sly smile.
Uling took out a butterfly knife, and the three of us were surprised. Crian remained calm.
Uling lunged at her, trying to stab her with the butterfly knife, but he failed. Crian grabbed the butterfly knife and twisted his arm, causing him to cry out in pain. Ayra then kicked him in the face, making him fall on the ground.
Crian wiped her hands and looked straight at her enemy. "Game over. You may now go to hell or else..." Hell's line. There was no emotion in her brown eyes. Fear wasn't visible on her face. She had a different aura now. "I won. Will you come with me? I suddenly lost interest, maybe you should go ahead."
"What are you saying?!" he asked angrily, unable to stand up due to the pain.
"Haven't you heard what I said? You go first." She stopped to think. "Jump from a building if you feel lonely. Avoid depression, as they say. HAHAHAHA!"
She suddenly burst into loud laughter. It's the first time I've seen her laugh like that. The smiling Uling from earlier turned pale.
"What are you talking about? I can't understand you!"
"You just made a deal with someone you know is tricky? You're such an idiot!" she said, with a serious expression. "You know what human immunodeficiency viruses are? You know how they're transmitted, so do it. The choice is yours, and I'll wait."
Uling couldn't say anything to her remarks. She turned to us and walked towards to car, so the three of us followed.
"Did you really mean what you said? He's going to die," Ross said incredulously, unable to forget the incident.
"I'm not a murderer," she gave a useless reply.
"You won't be a murderer because you're not the one directly killing them," Bryx said with annoyance, still looking out the window.
"His life depends on him. I have nothing to do with that. I'm out," she explained.
"Are you sure?" I asked as well.
"I just said that the choice is his, and I'll wait. If his narrow mind didn't understand that, it's his problem. But because he's stupid, he will die."
"What if he doesn't do what you said?"
"Even if he doesn't do it, will anything happen to him?"
We nodded in understanding. She seemed to have run out of patience, and her replies were now harsh.
Ayra's POV
I shook my head. I didn't care if they found out I was Hell. Yes, I attacked their gang last year. So what? I felt like conquering something. Maybe it was also part of my training. There's no problem with that, and it happened, and they just have to accept the defeat.
"Will anything happen to him if he doesn't do it?"
I lost my patience with their questions. I looked at Falcon, who was still looking out the window. I ignored him and took out my phone to call Nicol.
"Hello!" she answered.
She only answered now!
"Oh?" I asked her.
"Nothing. I just thought of something..."
"Hey, Ayra!" Nicol called from the other line.
"Where are you?" I asked.
"I'm at the dorm, why?"
"I've been looking for you, and you were just there. Tell me if you're hiding from me," I joked.
"Hahaha, weirdo. Is it my fault that you're blind?" she retorted.
"I don't know about you, whatever," I hung up the call.
I looked at Ross because he was staring at me.
"Why again?" I asked.
"Because it's the first time I've seen that expression," he replied in a crazy manner.
"Gross, Ross!" Ace commented, amused.
"I will punch you, damn," I heard Bryxwell say.
I ignored them until we got home. The guard opened the gate, so Ace drove the car into the garage. I immediately went down.
I went straight to my room. I rested for a moment before taking a shower. After showering, I took care of myself.
I opened the door and saw someone about to knock on it as well.
"What do you ne—"
I was about to ask what he needed, but I was surprised when our lips met. I didn't intend for that to happen! It was the fault of the guy standing outside for not knowing how to knock!
It was Ross. He was the only one wearing a black t-shirt. I wanted to apologize to him, so I opened the door, but it wasn't Ross; it was Falcon, who had just changed his clothes.
He couldn't believe it either. He didn't know what to say first. I felt so embarrassed that I almost didn't want to explain because of the immense humiliation.
"W-What was that?" I stammered, asking.
My god, Ayra. Calm down.
He took a few minutes before answering. "I-I'm sorry," he apologized.
I closed the door again without saying anything. My heart was beating rapidly. This was the first time our lips unexpectedly met. I was annoyed. I wanted to punch him or blame and scold myself.
It's frustrating!
To be continued...