“Who? Does he work here.”
“Zion…” Yuki revealed the name of the man he was referring to.
Instantly, the color drained from Suga’s face.
“He’s the only instructor I know who owns that laptop…”
“Yuki, dude, you could die if you get involved with that man.”
Well, to be completely honest, Suga did not exactly know it because he had never witness his action before his eyes, but from the information he had heard from Yuze and Trevor, and the way that man just strangled him without any hesitation.
Not to mention he seemed to have a sadistic hobby of hurting alphas and omegas related to his ‘experiments’.
Folding his hands in front of his chest, Yuki went back into silent.
His calm face carried a hint of seriousness as he seemed lost in his own thoughts.
Looking secretly at him, Suga couldn’t help but worry about this man’s safety.
Digging into this case was very dangerous, hell, Suga didn’t even know if both of their lives were currently safe.
That organization had managed to stick around for a reason—they were not idiots.
“Yuki, I think we should think about this when our mind is much calmer…”
Turning his head towards him, gradually the expression on Yuki’s face turned brighter, as if Suga’s words were the most logical thing to do at this moment.
His lips lifted into a smile, the typical annoying smile of this man.
Somehow, this time, seeing that, Suga felt much more relieved.
“Yes, you’re right… Making a rash decision is very risky.”
Yuki stood up, he casually stepped towards the refrigerator and offered another cold soda to Suga, to which Suga nodded and skillfully caught the can that the man threw at him.
*
Oh angel in heaven, I could stare at that face all day.
Suga was a bit nervous at first because it was his first day going to the IHPS training building.
In the first lecture hour he was going to, he didn’t really know what to expect in the classroom.
But when he sat down next to Trevor, and asked, Trevor replied that they would just be listening to tactics and how to find out the opponent’s weaknesses and so on.
Something related to martial arts and self-defense skills, as well as how to find an opening when you’re in a bind.
And at first he thought that the Instructor who would enter their class would be a muscular and fierce-looking instructor, considering it was a lesson on fighting.
But it turned out that the one who entered the door and walked gently into the classroom, was a beautiful man with long hair whose face he could stare at all day without blinking.
Instructor Niel stood gracefully in front of the class, with that perfect posture of his, showing a picture of a fight and explained what they should do if they were in a scenario similar to this.
Suga wasn’t even currently writing down anything in his wide-open notebook, he was just staring silently at the way the man was explaining with that beautiful face of his while randomly scribbling on the paper with a pen.
“…Okay, now I’m gonna show you the video of the IHPS member who died from being attacked by a pack of dogs.”
Hearing that Suga straightened his posture, as if he didn’t know if he had heard wrong and subconsciously glanced at Trevor.
Trevor, who realized he was being glanced at by Suga, shrugged his shoulders, and looked back at the large screen that was now in the process of showing the video.
“Sometimes when you go to one of the target hideout during your mission, they often use dogs as guards because their sense of smell is sharper than humans. So I want you to know how to fight back or to simply avoid their attacks.”
Instructor Niel said that very gently, as if there was nothing cruel was being said, like he was telling an innocent fairy tale to children.
The plain white screen suddenly showed a video of a man, who was hiding behind a large piles of board, his movements were clearly careful, indicating that he was hiding and did not want anyone to discover his presence.
He sat down and checked his gun, although his face was not visible because it was covered by a mask, from his movements the audience could tell that he was in a state of frustration.
Then as the man was looking for something in the small case he just took out of his backpack, a cane corso breed dog suddenly attacked him from behind, biting him on the shoulder.
Although the video played without sound, Suga could clearly tell that the man was screaming in pain, overpowered by the large, muscular dog, the hard bite that couldn’t be released was getting deeper, and the dog was dragging him and tearing his skin as if his body was just a piece of cloth.
Red, splattering blood flowing to the ground beneath him wider and wider, covering the previously brown soil in a darker color, and when the dog felt that the man’s resistance was weakening, he returned to biting other parts of the man’s body.
Suga grimaced, he really wanted to close his eyes at a time like this, although he was not at all disgusted by blood but watching videos like this made his human sympathetic nature tingle.
No one came to his aid, instead another dogs came and did the same to his motionless body.
Finally, the video was stopped by Instructor Niel, showing a blank screen again.
“…. As you can see, the man in the video was an idiot.”
Several people laughed at Instructor Niel’s words, and Suga’s eyes instantly traveled around to the source of the laughing group.
He even still felt concerned.
Laughing after seeing the slow death torture of the young man in the video was a pathetic thing, really, the people in this place were indeed crazy.
“The man was hesitant from the start, even though he was only facing one dog. What you need to do in this situation is speed. You can poke the gun hard into its eyes then run, break its neck, or simply use your hands to rip its jaw apart.”
Ugh, that cringed me a bit.
Suga unconsciously stroked his jaw.
I wonder if Instructor Niel can do everything he just suggested?
His body is slender, not too muscular, even though he’s taller and his physique is bigger than me.
“…. Or you can use your legs to run as fast as you can. It’s all about agility and speed, but of course a sniper hiding already knows you’re going to do that.”
Instructor Niel added, and Suga muttered inwardly saying— seriously then, in such a position what should we do?
The result is the same, death.
As he turned around to return to his desk and check his laptop, his long hair that he had tied up was swaying.
It distracted Suga a bit from this dark, bloodied topic, that hair looked like it would be amazingly soft when you try to touch it.
Pulling out a document from the drawer under his desk, Instructor Niel opened the document and focused his attention on reading what was written there.
Seeing that, Suga used this opportunity to nudge Trevor, to which Trevor replied, “What’s wrong?”
Suga finally spoke in a low voice, “What are we going to do after this?”
“The schedule here is uncertain, isn’t it?”
“Yes, it often changes according to the mood of the instructors here.”
Suga let out a long ah, and glanced again at instructor Niel who was now pushing his desk to the side, making the front part of the class more spacious.
Once he felt that the desk was no longer blocking the space, he stood again in the middle.
With his expressionless face, he opened his mouth and instructed in a tone of voice as if he actually was not really interested in doing this,
“Who wants to be the dog to attack me? Five or eight people, come forward.”
The atmosphere became eerily quiet, some members glanced at each other as if curious to see who was brave enough to come forward to attack Instructor Niel.
Suga quietly looked down, he pretended to keep himself busy by doodling random drawings on his paper.
He had always disliked this.
Whenever the teacher said ‘Who wants to come forward to solve the problem?’ Suga would one hundred percent never come forward.
Especially in this kind of scenario.
Going forward to attack an instructor, even if one could attack Instructor Niel, wouldn’t it still be a bit awkward?
Maybe this was his own stupid opinion, because this place was the right place to do so— still, Suga chose peace.
But after a long period of silence, several men strode forward.
There were about more than five men, no, there were ten men who approached Instructor Niel.
Seeing that, Instructor Niel frowned slightly, but strangely his face still looked calm with absolutely no hint of fear.
The ten men stood in front of Instructor Niel with an obvious cocky smirk on their face, all of them clearly taller and bigger than him and all of them were alphas.
Suga grimaced, how could they all come forward simultaneously in such a proud manner, intending to attack someone who was physically smaller than them.
What a coward.
“If I manage to beat you, will you suck my dick?”
“Don’t say that.”
instructor Niel narrowed his eyes, clearly he was rather annoyed by what one of the vulgar alphas in front of him had just said.
“Johan, not just you, if we can all beat Niel then we can fuck him together.”
“You all pissed me off.”
How could they speak like that to an instructor?!
Suga’s mouth half open from culture shock, from the side, he heard Trevor mutter, “The stupid alphas here never learn from mistakes.”- while shaking his head, as if he had witnessed scenes like this too many times.
You’re an alpha too, right Trevor?
Don’t talk like you’re not an alpha.