《Transient Fire Works》Epilogue to chapter 7: Have you ever dated anyone yet?
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-4:30 pm-
The time was only 4 pm and yet we just had our lunch. During the time that I ate, I was wondering what did those guys mean that I already killed some people? When did I do that? I've killed ants, roaches, fleas, and flies. But I've never killed anything else beside that. As of now I am cleaning up the dishes and washing the rest of our dining utensils still wondering what Ren and the others meant.
"Hm? What's bothering you Jin?"
"Ah.. It's nothing. Just life..." I did not lie. I was really concern about my life.
Meracle was standing beside me helping me wash the dishes.
"What is there to think about Jin? You just live life right?"
"I was thinking about my life" I said and tried to steer the line of conversation to another direction. "I was thinking about something along the line of career and job"
"Well, what do you want to be? Didn't you say you'd want to be a firework maker?" she said.
I paused and thought for a while. She wasn't wrong. I really did want to be a firework maker because I fell in love with fireworks when I first saw it as a kid. But then I remembered my dad shouting at me once saying, "Do you think fireworks can fill our stomachs!?" That really hurts because that in itself is true. Fireworks can't fill a person's stomach and the fact that fireworks are massed produced means that the maker are paid small wages.
"Jin?" she looks at my face with curious eyes and starts to move closer to my face. I did not even notice that she was close to me. When I did notice her, I smiled a bit to brush off the awkwardness.
"Well, I did, but now that I think about it, making fireworks are only meant to be a hobby that I wanted because it was beautiful. But fireworks can't exactly fill the stomach of the maker" I depressingly said to her.
Meracle could see the point of view I am giving. Indeed that feeding one's stomach comes first. "I see. But what if you do get a job that you hate but have to work that job? Is it worth it?" She gave a refute that I could also understand.
"Heh... I've worked many jobs like that Meracle. But to work as a firework maker.... I just can't see myself doing those types of work to earn myself a living." I said. I hated many jobs that I'd done in the past. If there was a job opening, you could be sure that I would assimilate into the work force in a heart beat to give satisfactions towards my boss and to get paid.
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"Why are you so depressed all of a sudden Jin? It's not like you to be depressed." Meracle frowned at my facial expression at the moment. My face was quite stiffened due to pain and stress. Maybe that was why I looked depressed.
"Ah sorry. One of those worrisome moments about life. You know? Don't give my depression any thoughts and let it go by. I'll be back in the morning with my usual mood" I told her and forced a smile out.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" I was still washing the dishes untill...*POW* She pulled out the BB gun and shot me in the foot.
"Stop being depress and forcing that ugly business smile! I hate fake people" Her cheeks were red when she said this.
"Ah okay... I'll try to be more genuine" I said. But that got Meracle madder. *POW*POW* She shot two more bullets right in the same spot!
"No! Don't try to be more genuine! Don't act! What I hate the most are people who act well!" She yelled at me.
"Okay okay! Just put the toy gun away.... It hurts..." I whimpered.
*POW* "Don't cry! Don't pretend to be weak either! You just got hit by a car! You can take a BB pellet or three" She said.
But I was not pretending. If she still remembers, it has barely been twenty four hours since I was hit by the car and had to take surgery. I could still remember the pain of taking out the glass shards! But the bullets....
Meracle glared right at me and then sighed. "Fine. I forgot the fact that you just got better, I won't shoot you again. But there is no need for you to be depressed when I am around!" she said. Her face blushed a little as she said this.
What was that suppose to mean? As long as she is around, there is no need for me to be depressed? I just got shot in the foot by her! If I am not depressed, then I am scared.
"Heh... Alright. Let's forget about this terrible mood and..." I started to say.
*BANG* I was scared that she shot me again. But it turns out that she just slammed the sink with her hands. I nearly dropped a dish from my hands but I caught it in time.
"NO! We need to brighten up the mood!" She said with a deep malice. Her eyes revealed an evil twinkle. "Have you ever dated anyone before?"
"Ah... no..." I muttered.
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"GREAT!" her voice was shrilled and happy. She quickly got out her phone, dialed a number on it and said, "Alright girl. Remember how I said that I was busy and that I couldn't come? Now I'm no longer busy but I've also got us someone for our triple blind date! See you at six!"
The voice on the other side was also giddy hearing this. I raise an eyebrow at the thought, 'Did she mean me? She can't be serious right?' But she was all serious.
She turns of the phone and beamed her eyes towards me with a feral face that looked just like a predator who just saw her first meal of the day. "Alright Jin. I know that you haven't dated anyone yet... So it is time for you to be a man! Meet people and get to know them! You can't act like a kid forever."
"Noooooo....." I really wanted to refuse. But she pulled me right her room and pulled out a bunch of men's clothes. "Alright! Try a few of these on!" She quickly stripped me naked! I have never felt so violated in my entire life! But she didn't care and no longer was embarrassed about seeing my body.
I had no choice but to do as she said. She mixed and matched many clothes around until she said, "Stop! That... is so perfect!"
I came out wearing a woolen jacket with some skin tight jeans and I had to wear some thin leather gloves. My neck was wrapped around with a white wool scarf. Underneath the woolen jacket was a tight white button down shirt that she forced me to wear. I... hate... tight clothes.... They squeezes the life out of me. I looked like one of those villains from anime who tries to be flashy!
"C-can I not wear this and get something casual? I really can't breathe in such tight clothes despite the nice fit" I try to complain my way out. But her glare said that she wanted things her way.
She pushes me out the door, took some clothes out, ran to the bathroom, shuts the door and shouted towards me. "Wait right there! I'll be out in fifteen minutes!" she said.
-thirty minutes later- currently five o clock pm-
She said she was going in for fifteen minutes. But why is it almost half an hour? No matter. The later, the better.
During that time, I also made a make-shift mask. It was too troublesome to show my face in public.
*click*
Hm?
Meracle came out wearing a white leather jacket, a pink 3/4 sleeve collar blouse, a blue mini skirt that had a thin white belt holding the mini skirt on her, and a pair of stockings. She even wore some make up that made her face looked so soft. She carried a small purse that contains some cosmetics, purse and other stuffs.
"So. How do I look?" she asks me.
"Beautiful..." the word just slipped out of my mouth.
"Good. That's how I want to look" she smiles radiantly. "Eh? What is that you have in your hand?"
"Oh this? A mask that I made in the last thirty minutes that you were in the bathroom. I don't want anyone to recognize my face even if I was dead" I said to her.
"Hmm... The mask is fine. But you need to re-style your hair. People can recognize you by your hairstyle alone you know" she smirks.
"Oh? That is not a problem. Do you got some hair gel?" I ask Meracle.
She went into the bathroom and pulls out a unused hair gel container and hands it to me. I open the container and the smell of green apples whiffs pass my nose.
I use a small amount of gel and styled and gently pulled my hair to look slightly emo where my hair covered one of my eye and one part of my face for the front hair. The front hair only revealed one of my eye so it was fine. For my back hair, I just combed it down to make it look a little more neat.
"So, how about this look?" I turn to her to ask.
"Whoa. You look like an entirely different person... Maybe one day you'll show your entire face" Meracle was really satisfied with my new look. "Wait... did you just say thirty minutes?"
"Mmhm. You were in there for thirty minutes Meracle."
"Oh shi-. Let's hurry!" she pulls on my arm and into her car. She quickly started the car and drove away. Her car was a new model so it was awesome that I got to ride in one of the new cars that just came out. Her driving skills were also pretty good as well.
"Might as well go with the flow..." I murmured to myself.
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