Chapter 379 - 7.69 Sit Still, Look Pretty
Kaede checked his watch for the eighth time in the last two minutes, his frown so deep that it would definitely etch permanent lines across his forehead. Three minutes left from the appointed time and Moshe hadn’t summoned him yet.
This was both expected and unexpected.
Unexpected... because Moshe hated tardiness the most.
And expected, because he was having a reunion with his pet, a long overdue reunion. No one but Kaede knew clearly how cranky Moshe was for the past six days. He was only slightly in a good mood every morning when he had to... cough, supervise what his pet was up to. And after that, his mood would plunge deeper than the Mariana trench. Kaede almost made a warning board in front of Moshe’s office door these days, something like ’beware of any sharp claws’ or ’today is boo-boo day’ to warn everyone of their Boss’ mood.
Moshe kept up his cordial, shrewd smile in front of everyone, but as soon as the door closed, his smile abruptly vanished into a scowl and he started to nitpick everything like a virgin maiden. And Kaede, his poor right hand man, became the perfect target for him to vent his frustration with. And lo and behold, Kaede had spotted a few terrifying strands of white hair on his temple when he woke up this morning!
Kaede heaved out a long-suffering sigh when his alarm rang and he still couldn’t spot his Boss anywhere near the vicinity. He rubbed his face roughly. Damn, he was really not paid enough for this...
Steeling himself, he stood up from his seat and began to make his way to the elevator. As the metal box carried him upstairs, Kaede prayed desperately under his breath. "Please... please don’t let me see anything. I don’t want to hear and smell anything either! Please!"
The elevator dinged open and Kaede took a deep, exaggerated breath before stepping out into the hallway.
Halfway through, he slowly... slowly let out the breath he was holding to inhale new gulps of air. Alright, so far he hadn’t smelled anything untoward. Yet. He cleared his throat loudly on purpose and when he felt it wasn’t enough, he thumped on his chest and hacked like a dying man. His communicator beeped almost in an instant.