Heath had to pause reading the full report he bought yesterday due to Henko’s interference. But now that he's booked a hotel room, away from innocent bystanders, and while he’s waiting for the two spies to make their next move, he's rereading the full reports.‘Right. So, it seems like I’m back to this point in my life.’He wishes that his gut feeling is wrong about Nyxen in this life. However, his Enhanced Insight is rarely wrong. And for heaven's sake, why does the report only get darker?His father, the man who's also bestowed the title of The Young Lion in this life and the leader of a branch family, was killed along with his men and the entire branch family, as they went against the don's will. The man was never married to Anastasia, thus making Heath a bastard son. Yet it was because he found out that the love of his life had a connection with the old don that he could not fulfill her dream of marriage. So instead, he made sure she was safe until there was a kind man who could f

"YELLOW, MINA-SAN!" The home economics teacher exclaimed, bursting into the classroom with exuberant energy. He was laden with four huge plastic bags, resembling a modern-day Santa Claus delivering treats to eager children. Ignoring the branches stuck in his hair and the scratches on his cheeks, he seemed to be brimming with excitement for some reason. His eyes literally sparkled as he addressed his students."Omg, Heath-sensei? What happened to you???" Nia shrieked, noticing the disheveled state of the brunet, who looked like he had just run a marathon.Heath shrugged off the concern with a casual wave of his hand. "Don't mind me! Just crashed into some trees, no biggie! Anyway, I’m here as your sweet angel. Here! Snacks!" With a flourish, he deposited the plastic bags onto the teacher's table and wiped the dirt off his face, though his troubled expression betrayed his inner turmoil."Wait, what brought this up, sensei?" Saito's curiosity echoed the unspoken question in everyone's mi

"Here," That agent said, handing Heath a set of gym uniform. "You don't have a change of clothes, right? So wear mine for the time being."As Heath accepted the gym uniform from Lillian, he couldn't help but notice the concern etched on her face. It was a stark contrast to the usual composure she exuded. He wondered what thoughts were running through her mind and why she was staring at him so intently."Right, ahem, thank you, Miller-san," the brunet sheepishly smiled. He realized that with their different body types, the clothes were in a woman’s fitting, which meant they would be both too tight and loose on him. Additionally, Lillian was taller than him. Though, it’s not like he could complain, especially not with that frown still heavily present on the ravenette's face."Now then, won’t you get yourself dry and clean, Heath-nii?" Orion added before shaking his head bemusedly. "I never expected that you'd dash out the moment I mentioned why our target is so depressed.""Ahaha... ye

Despite his promise of joining the students on their study trip, Heath was unsure if he could do that. Of course, it’s something that he wanted to, and in his promise he said that he’d go there once he’s finished with his rendezvous. Still, oh how he’d be overjoyed if things simply go as smoothly as he wished. In fact, He would be content enough if no blood is spilled by the time he finishes this meet-up.Afterall, rather than the meeting point being way too far than where their Class is having their trip, the person he'll be meeting IS the problem.Egon Bortnikov.Though not as popular as his father, Egon Bortnikov was still deeply entrenched in the world of organized crime. Over the last decade, he had carved out quite a reputation for himself, especially after rumors circulated that he had been the last person in contact with Luice del Umbrinox before the mysterious disappearance of the entire Umbrinox guardians.Securing any information from Egon was no easy feat. It was like tryi

Tapping his feet, Heath was impatient and felt rather restless, feeling that this transportation was moving way too slowly for his liking. Normally, he would have praised the speed of this heavy machinery; yet this time, for some reason that he had not yet come to understand, he was cursing his decision to travel to his next destination like any normal person instead of flying away with his magic.It might not make any sense now, and some people might think of him as crazy, but for some reason, as soon as he entered the train, he felt rather anxious... which was not good. He remembered well that he would feel this way whenever one of his guardians was in danger and most likely in need of backup. A throb at the back of his head, with blue hues invading his mind, meant a confirmed disaster afoot.He cursed in silence. 'Something is happening, and it’s wrong.' This churning sensation was normally only aimed towards his dearests…Beep. Beep. Beep—!Eyes opened wide in shock, he rushes. S