《Birds Of A Feather - V01》Chapter 016.5: Will You Please Kick Him Out?
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「July 28, 2021 | Wed」
「08:01」
“Oh bloody hell. You are here again. I haven't even had my breakfast yet.”
“Lucy hasn't come yet?”
“Yes why?”
“Well that's perfect. I have something for you.”
“Oh my, how kind of you, your highness fufufu.”
“Shut the fuck up.”
“...........”
“What do you think is my present for you this time?”
“Yesterday's wasn't a present at all fufu. What a fake.”
“I'm asking you a question.”
“Just give it to me.”
“You really piss me off.”
“I'm glad then. But I'm more impressed by the fact that you can swallow your irritation down to your throat knowing fully well yoooouu~ are such a douchebag.”
“Fuck you! Just take this!”
*Swoosh!*
He threw something to me again. It's a small box this time. There's a ring with an amethyst crystal on it. It's such a beautiful ring.
“Proposing so soon. It hasn't been a year yet. You're on a rush aren't you?”
“Stop conniving. I know you know whose ring is that.”
“Well, let me check.”
“Hahahaha. Sure you imbecile.”
I look for my mom's number on my phone. Then I start calling it.
「Baaaaaaaby Maaaark! Are you okaaaay~?」
“Pfft— ‘baby Mark’. I'm cringing in disgust. The son is edgy, the mother is cringy. Such a cringefest family.”
「Did I hear someone talking?」
“It's just a pursuer po mom. Kinda obsess with me.”
“WHAT?! I AM NOT!”
「Hm~?」
“He's a tsundere.”
「‘He’?」
“Yes. Anyway, mom did you lose your ring?”
「Oooooh. I did and it is making me saaad~ I can't find it. Your daaad just left, you aaare hospitalized, and now I looooost my ring.... I feel like crying but I can find it for sure. Hehe. I'll find it so don't worry about mom. She'll be fine」
“Haha. Good. Like mother like son. Both acting tough.”
“Behave Douche.. I'll give you plenty of attention later.”
“FUCK you!”
“Mom, it's alright now. I have it on my hands.”
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「Eeeeeeehh~? Did I~ leave it there yesterday eeeevening~? But I don't take it off outside our hoooome~」
I look Douche in the eyes,00 “My dear suitor found it po mom. Please don't worry. I'll keep it safe for you fufufufu.”
“I am NOT your suitor!”
「Hehe~ Thank you baby. How do you feel now by the way~?」
“I'm doing well po mom. It's pretty fun here because someone is so dedicated to entertain me—”
*Swooosh~*
*Crash!*
「What was that~?」
“A drinking glass has been tossed out of the window.”
「I see. Please take care of yourself. Remember not to get into a fight okay~?」
“Opo.”
「M'kaaay~! I~ will go now. I stiiiiill have a work to do~ bye bye baaaaby~! Take care! Mom loves you hehehe」
“I love you too mom. I'm happy you're still with me,” I glance at Douche who looks rather pissed to the point he's trembling.
“Grrrrr..”
I put the phone down.
“You may be right Mr. Douche. After all, how can I not be complacent with the warmth and love my mother showers me with— to the point I'm drowning? Being spoiled so much that it gets into your head making you overestimate yourself. But... It still sucks to be like you, PARENT-LESS douchebag.”
“Grrrt— Haha! Y-You will lose them... You'll lose her eventually. I will kill your mama RIGHT in front of you, you motherfucking IMBECILE..!”
“‘Mama?’ I believe you heard how I call my mom... I see. That's how you call your mama.. That was when she was still alive, right—?”
*PA!*
“SHUUUUUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUUUUT UP!!”
“For an adult, you sure have weak legs. Can't even kick with power. My forearm felt like it was hit by feather fufufufu.”
*Swoosh~*
He kicks at me again. He's aiming at my wounded chest this time.
*SMAACK!*
“aaaAaAagGGhhhH!”
*Thud*
I hand chopped his shin bone. With the momentum of his kick plus my karate chop, that's ought to hurt him.
Must be agonizing. I mean, he is lying down on the cold floor while holding his hurt foreleg.
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“A kiss from a loving mother can make the pain go away— ah right. Yours is DEAD.”
“You bastard! You imbecile! I'll kill you. I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!!”
“You say that but you can't even fight me directly. You're like a child trying so hard to be threatening. I guess that's to be expected from someone who never received love from his own mother.”
“Haha. I see. I see I see. So you investigated me as well huh, great. I wonder how much a bastard like you knows about me. I mean, if you do... THEN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU STILL GOING AGAINST ME?!”
Fufufufu. He is so angry he's drooling. Oh bloody hell. He's like a rabid dog fufufufu.
“I mean why not? Besides, I know someone who can dig out everything you're hiding.”
“Are you threatening me BRAT?!”
“No no. Of course not.. You're such a scary person your highness fufufufu.”
“You know what, I will really kill you.”
“Are you a broken record? Just do it fufu.”
“Grrrrrt... Just wait. You and everyone that you care about... I'LL KILL EACH ONE OF YOU!!”
*BAM!*
“Mr. Doccia!”
It's Lucy. She's been eavesdropping ever since Douche kicked me.
“Hello there Lucy. I have a visitor as you can see. A rude douchebag.”
“BRAT! I... Lucy this is... He broke my legs! He's the one at fault here!”
“It's not broken.”
“Mr. Doccia... I'm sorry but can you please leave?”
“What?! Why? Can't you see who's lying on the floor right now?”
“I... Well, y-you tried to assault a patient—”
“So you've heard everything? Right?! I see I see.”
“Yes po sir... So will you please leave?”
Just kick him out. As if he'll comply.
“What if I don't want to?” Douche is being snarky.
“Then I'll have to call the security—”
“Remember what happened to those security guards?!”
“—!! That's...” Lucy is visibly scared. What the hell did Douche do to those poor guards?
“Right. They're now broke physically and financially. I wonder if they can even afford something to eat today.”
Oh so that's what you did.
“And remember Lucy, they have a family to feed. I am pretty sure your hospital's new security guards don't want to experience the same fate. So... WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO, LUCY?!”
“!” Lucy flinches. She's biting her lips and her eyes are getting wet. Douche is really scaring her. She can't even look at him anymore.
“B-But.. but sir... urr... You still have to.. t-to go po...”
“Why don't you make me? Go ahead. Pull me away. My leg hurts a lot and I don't want to walk so PULL ME AWAY LUCY!”
Fufufufu. How fearsome.
“Stop that Douche. You're making my lovely nurse cry.”
“SHUT UP FUCKING BRAT!! Can't wait for your turn?!”
“I have been waiting but you're just all talk. And Lucy is very fragile you know, she may not be able to pull your heavy ego away, so how about I just kick you?”
“Try it. And see what I'll do to you.”
“Lucy you heard him. Are you just going to let him hurt me, your patient?”
“N-No sir... I.. M-Mr. Doccia, you can't harm Mr. Reverren. Please leav—”
“I SAID MAKE ME!”
I wanna do it but that's not fun... What now Lucy? Will you please kick him out? You have to do it yourself.
“I—”
“Can't do it right? Hahahaha!”
“...........”
Lucy is already trembling.
“So how about this Lucy?”
“Sir?”
“It's simple. Really simple.”
“...........”
Oh hell, as expected. This is how you'll use me after all.
“Be mine and I'll stop associating myself with this STUPID BRAT. How about that? Simple right?”
“But that is...” Lucy looks so against it.
Just why are you so obsessed with Lucy, Mr. Ian?
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