34 - Staff House

Her age is 30 years old, but it does not show on her face. She always ponytailed and tied her hair up to the back of her head. Her height is tiny, with a slim frame and a white complexion that has led to her being mistaken for a European and a visitor who enjoys harvesting fruit in Japan.

Judith once questioned why she picked fruit harvesting and if she had a pleasing personality to boast about. To put it simply, in Japan... Everyone has a specific job in mind. No one will try to buy her identity with violence or money. She didn't have to undress for those big fishes in the upper echelon, who offered her money and work in exchange.





"WHERE have you gone?"

Gallagher smiled at his pal Magnar and said, "I'm here, moron." It was on the other line, and he didn't use their hologram watch instead. He preferred to use his cellphone.

"What the heck are you doing here?! I can't even find you. Is that woman you met at the bar still catching your eye? I think I recall her name, Aurora. 'Isn't she always dressed in red? All I can say is that you're being duped—"

"Damn, Magnar! I'm currently in Japan. ”

He was intrigued by what he had said. "Fuck Japan? Do you think I'll believe your lies? ”

"I'm on a mission here," he stated emphatically as his hand typed on his laptop's keyboard. He's presently in his office. Not on the staff house.

“Mission? As far as I'm aware, Yx hasn't assigned you any missions in that area. You little asshole, don't try to fool me! I warned you to stay away from Aurora, the fucking lady.”

"You're not helping. That woman irritates me. She's not my type, despite the fact that she's stunning."

"I don't think you're telling the truth."

"Its up to you."

"Hey-hey, jackass, keep your mouth shut. When it comes to women, you're always on your shoes. You are a smart friend, but when it comes to love, you are always foolish. Get organized so I don't have to lecture you all the time."

"Such a lovely dick. Thank you for your fuckmouth," Gallagher said with a grinned, oblivious to Magnar's lengthy diatribe.

"Addavan is on the hunt for you."

When he heard the man's name, he furrowed his brow. "For?"

"Because he fucking missed punching you! Goodbye, maggot. You shit! Don't come home crying like a tod, or I'll chop your dick and feed it to the piranhas!" Then it vanished on the next line.

He simply laughed at him. There are four of them. He, Magnar, Tiverius, and Maccabi were the four. They are the four constellations that constitute Dark X; they have titles for their missions and are better known by clients.

Because the people in Japan called him Gheron, his name became Gheron just in Japan. Not bad for a character named Gheron. He is a local farmer, and no one except Mr. Yakoto is aware of his true identity.

Have you sent it, sister? I'm short on cash. If you have it, send it right away.

He sat his palm on the table and gazed at Marie's sister Marites' message. He gained access to the girl's Facebook profile.

I'll send it today since it is my day off. Sorry, little one.

As he read the two's interchange chat, the right corner of his mouth rose.

Mother said, "By the way, sister. If you can give her 60,000, that would be great. She explained that she required it for the approaching fiesta. I believe she would be capable of feeding the entire barangay.

When Gallagher read that message, he burst out laughing. He handed Mr. Yakoto enough money to provide Mrs. Ajinomoto for Marie's birthday present. He knew he shouldn't have done it, but he felt sad for Marie's expression, which looked as if she was crying at the prospect of finding the money. He likes the woman, he knows that, and when he likes a woman, he goes all out. However, there is a limit. For the time being, he will help in secret, and no one will know.

"Gallagher."

For a little period, he was distracted by the chat read. Using the hologram watch, he faced Yx on the other line.

"Hey, Yx."

"I'm just going to give you a month. Dark X is in desperate need of your help.”

He let out a whistle. Yx only offered him a month, which was an insufficient amount of time. He even wanted to pretend to be a farmer for a few months and taunt Marie on a daily basis.

"Three months."

"You will be appreciated by my bullet, Taurus."

When his code name was called, he laughed. Taurus is a constellation in the zodiac.

"Copy."

Yx and he switched lines, and he was once again confronted with Marie's and her sister's chat messages. He examines every response the girl makes to her sister, as well as Marie's attitude.

After a while, he decided to make a fake account and follow and add her to Facebook. Her profile was empty, but her cover photo featured her entire family. On her timeline, there are only tags and mentions, as well as the cheerful faces of her siblings. Marie doesn't have a picture of herself alone.

Vensson, Gal.

He grinned at the name he had chosen. Gallagher is short for Gal. He has the profile of a man he has never met. He just snatched it and used it away. He was no longer hesitant to strike up a conversation with her.

Hello, I hope everything is fine with you.

He paused for a few seconds till ten minutes had passed. He received no response. He brushed it aside. Marie was the one he expected to do it. She's as tough as a rock, and it's a quality he admires. He was put to a greater test.

He reached for his own coffee maker, stretching out his hand. He made coffee first, and then Yx began working on the postscript homework for him. Yx will assign him a project to complete even if he is already in hell and drinking with Satan.

Marie... Hmm? I'm fond of you…





When the message request appeared on Marie's messenger, she grimaced. Gal Vensson was the name written on it, and she looked at it. She shrugged and walked away. She doesn't waste time chit-chatting with strangers. They just completed conversing with her sister, so she'll send money right away on her day off.

"Maria..."

She remained silent. She was waiting to hear what Judith had to say next.

"Where are you going to go after your contract here in Japan? Is it still here, or America?" That was her introduction.

"Just go to sleep."

"However, I'd like to know where it is."

"To Mount Everest, I'll be selling ice cream."

"Seriously?"

She ignored her friend, shut off her phone, and tucked it under her pillow, intending to sleep and letting Judith chat until she's tired and wanted to sleep.





SHE was getting ready to go to the Green House the next day. She was tired, so she had to make a dash. She was just about to enter the Green House when Fidel blocked her way while holding a mug with instant coffee.

"Hello, Marie! This coffee is for you."

She simply looked at the young man's coffee.

"Marie! I'm bringing you coffee; accept it on my behalf, because I made it with love and honey."

Her brows furrowed in response to Fidel's words. She doesn't like this guy, and she doesn't feel any attraction to him. It's strange, but she feels more like siblings to him.

"You don't enjoy my nice and lovingly crafted coffee, like your brother?"

When she tried to pass it again, he blocked her and forced her to accept the cup of freshly brewed coffee.

"Please accept it, Marie!"

"If you call my name Fidel one more time, you can take a bath in the coffee you brewed yourself."

She sighed and thanked him for likewise ceasing to give coffee when all of a sudden there was silence and it appeared as if a coward had emerged from the Green House; she sighed and thanked him for ceasing to offer coffee.

She didn't have time to work yet, so she began roaming around and arranging plants. She would drink coffee and eat bread afterwards. When she sensed Fidel return and it was behind her when she was drinking coffee, she was taken aback.

How did she figure that out? She could smell the freshly brewed coffee that had pervaded his entire system.

She instantly whirled around, thinking it was Fidel, but she was mistaken. "Coffee?" This isn't Fidel at all. Gheron was the one who appeared in front of her and grinned at the toothpaste commercial. She was given a white mug, and the made coffee blazed from it, and she breathed the aroma.

"Are you sure you don't want it?"

She looked away from it and returned her attention to the strawberries. She'll come back next week to the other Green House, where more fruits have been planted.

"I believe you were born with the ability to withstand adversity." He is introduced to you.

She kept doing what she was doing. She paid no attention to the young man. She don't care about him doing nothing.

"It's early in the morning, Marie. There's still time for coffee."

She is unconcerned with her surroundings. She just kept going, one after the other, wherever she went. When her female coworkers entered at the same moment and approached Gheron immediately.

"Gheron, I'd like to take your coffee."

"Or your bread," the other one say.

They were giddy with delight at the sight of the young man.

"Yeah, sure ladies!"

She caught a glimpse of Gheron offering coffee to her coworkers out of the corner of her eye. They reached the mug, excited, and sipped the coffee gently.

The woman even smiled pleasantly while biting her lower lip. "Gheron, you're delectable."

"Really?" Gheron laughed.

"Yes, your coffee is fantastic..." They guffawed.

She simply shook her head and went about her business. They only left when the working hours began, and their Team Leader walked about looking for those who were not working or were being lazy.

She was exiting the Green House when Judith summoned her and drove her to the farm's other side. She went with a friend because she had also finished her task. Then Marienella accidently hit her, they were both holding a basket in which they were putting the collected fruits. It was a coworker from the staff house, and she didn't appreciate how it treated her.

"Gheron belongs to me, Marie. Keep it in your mind."

As she laughed to herself, it rapidly drifted away. After only a few days, here is how the man affected her coworkers.

He is all your, bitch.

"I think my Gheron likes you, Maria."

She just stared at Judith as if she was going insane.

"To tell you the truth, I've noticed that you're the one he usually follows. While you're ignoring his appeal—"

"Farmer." She was fast to react.

"Huh?"

"He's a farmer. Do you honestly believe, Judith, that I will like him? He's a peasant and a farmer just like us."

"Does that sound like a song, Maria? That song's words seem familiar to me. That's how impoverished people are, we're like a beak. Woooh ooh!" And Judith sang.