Chapter 15 - Uncomfortable Feeling
Moments later, in a mansion in the eastern part of the city, an old man with long white hair and eyes burning with hatred shouted:
— How dare you come back here after failing—and on top of that, be seen by the general?!
"Daddy, that stupid kid messed everything up for us! It's all his fault!" cried the young blonde, tears streaming down his face as he clutched the old man's white garments—calling him "father"—who stood before him. "We were so close to catching her."
The old man glared at the young man with disdain and said:
— You useless idiot! *(kick)* I just gave you an order—"bring the girl"—and what do you do? Not only do you fail *(kick)*, but you also got spotted by the general! *(kick)* Do you really want to stick around and drag me into this mess with you?!
With ever-increasing hatred in his eyes and voice, the old man raised his left hand to deliver a blow that his son surely couldn't withstand. As he looked upon that pathetic son, whose veins carried the same blood as his, he felt simultaneously frustrated and furious with himself.
"Aaaaahhhh!"
"Stop!"
At that, the old man abruptly halted his motion, his hand already hovering near the young man's head. The boy, crying like a child, almost silently pleaded for his father to spare him while clinging to his robes—even after having been struck so violently.
A woman with short black hair and dark eyes, appearing slightly younger than the old man, approached and said:
— If you hurt my son one more time, I'll take him away, and we'll go straight back to my family's home—and if that happens, you'll never see us again.