"But don't worry, brother. I'm sure you've heard the news by now."

"What news?" Seungho asked, almost uninterested. Jiyong kicked back and lean against the couch, crossing one leg over the other. 

"Sangwoo's death." 

Questions ran through Seungho's mind. 

Why was Jiyong telling him this? Was it true or fake?

"So?"

Jiyong played with his fingers, "So I've obtained the black dragon ball." He could see the questions Seungho has wanted to ask but never left his lips. "No, I didn't planted the ball inside my body, but it's in my care." 

"Why are you telling me this?" 

"Because I need you, Seungho. You're the only kin I can rely on after Sangwoo's death." 

Seungho thought for a moment. 

"You came to me with something in mind, what is it Jiyong?" 

Jiyong smiled, "I know you may not like it once you hear it, the reason why I'm here, but I can tell that you have an idea as to why I am here." 

Seungho flattened his eyes, "You want me to become the black dragon." 

The latter's smile grew, "This is why I need you Seungho. Even without the dragon ball, your level of intelligence as a human being is still capable of that an average water dragon. And you're correct, I need you. Or rather, I want you to become the black dragon, a kind like me." 

"Why?" 

"Because I need a counterpart Seungho. Usually the black dragon target the white dragon as his spouse, but as you know well yourself, that will be an impossible case for me. So I need a kin to back me up, to share the power I hold with me." 

"And if I refuse?" Seungho asked, Jiyong stood up before answering. He pocketed his pale hands into his black slack.

"I will give you more time to think it through since we've been together for a long time. I hope you'd agree to this Seungho." 

Jiyong was about to step to the side, toward the door when Seungho stopped him. 

"How—did he die?" 

Jiyong kept a blunt face, "He fell for a trap, set up by the Pacific mermen. He died there." Jiyong paused for a moment, speculating whether he should give Seungho anymore information. In the end he did. "In other words you can say he was killed by Pacific Leader Han Gain's hands." 

"Two glass of beer."

"Yes sir." The bartender said. "Any ice today sir?" 

"No ice." Soohyun said as he kept his eyes glued on Jihyun. 

The lass was doing her lipstick after Soohyun smeared it. "Why are you staring?" She asked without looking at him. Soohyun grin, happy that she noticed him. 

"Can't I stare?"

"It's embarrassing." Jihyun said as she continued to look herself in the small mirror, tracing the lipstick carefully on her lips. 

"Why are you trying to hard to fix that? I'm going to mess it up again anyway." Soohyun commented, earning a sigh from her. 

"Didn't I told you to leave me alone when I'm doing my make up?" She asked. 

"And I'm telling you there's no point in doing that since I'm going to be kissing those lips all day long anyway." 

"No way, I'm not spending the whole day with you today."

"Why not?" Soohyun asked with a frown. 

"Woobin would kill me." She said, this time stealing a look at him. 

Soohyun chuckled, "Does your brother not have a life? I mean he's always home and manages you like a rebellion child." Soohyun reached over to trace the side of her waist. 

Without caring, she continued the conversation calmly. 

"That's because I'm his precious baby sister."

Soohyun heaved a breathy smile, "I guess I used to be like that some time ago." 

Jihyun finished her lipstick and applied chapstick. 

"I didn't know you have a sister." She said on the side. 

Soohyun started pulling on her leggings now, "Yeah I do, or did, actually." 

"Did she passed away?" 

"In a way, kind of, yeah." Soohyun answered. 

"Well I'm sorry to hear that." Jihyun said as she look over to pat his arm a little as comfort. Then she took out a perfume bottle from her bag and sprayed her a little. 

The smell of raspberry quickly flowed into Soohyun's nostril. 

"Here are your drinks sir." The man behind the counter said, Soohyun waved him off and p