your man drop you at your club safely. you quickly grab a lift to your secret place. You search your fist aid kid in your drawer, and get your own arm to get clean.  You try not to hissed when you drag out a bullet from your arm. Then, you bandage your arm thightly, clean all of the messes you have made.

You feel tired, but before you can go to bed, your eyes spot an old photo beside your bed.
All of tiredness you felt gone away, beside you just feel anger in your heart. You try to calm down yourself, so you dicide to think of your happy time with your mom in the past.

*flashback*

"umma!!~" a 5 years old fat child shout with funny and happy face. "~~~-ah, how was your school day?" your mom ask you with an angelic smile.
"Nothing change umma. they still call me fatty and bully me all day long." you answer with a pout face. your umma just smile."~~~-ah, let's go home". You nodded quickly. you held your mom hand tightly, cause you not wanting her to go to far from you.
*end flashback*

You feel more better than before. 'umma~~I've miss you'

*Tok..Tok*

"who's that?".

"It's me, Junki." he answer. you quickly grab your coat from chair then rush to the door. You don't like if anybody see your room. So, after you step out, you quickly close the door.
"What's matter?" you ask.

"I'm done with your task" he answer without wasting time.
"So? you have anything to tell me right? what's happen?"

"Our 'Majesty Club' in a big mess" , "what?"

"While I'm in Tiger Gang, some man came to our club and messed it"

"Try to found out who are they. Now!" you shout with anger.

"Ne~!" Junki ran out to the door.