The Living Death
3. Three brothers.

Gilin looked at Sora with an annoyed look, pushing Sora away from him and commemorating Sora with his eyes. His friend did sometimes do things that were not right in time, did not know if he was serious, fortunately he did not have heart disease. Sora just shrugged indifferently, and looking at the stain on the wall, pushing Gilin back near the wall made Gilin's back almost hit the wall. Raising the hands of the Gyllins, likening to the stain, the Gilin treated as a puppet protested.

"Ngapain anyway?." Tanya Gilin was upset.

"Shut up." Sora Flat.

Pulling the Gyllin sideways and pressing the shoulders of the Gyllin makes the Gyllin squat.

"What are you two doing?." Girin asked who was upset by the two young men's behavior as well.

"Criminal chronology." Sora flat.

"What?, really?." Tanya Girin approached and looked at the wall, looking at the blackened stain but slightly smelled of angus and the smell of iron. "It just seemed like torture before setting this house on fire."Girin. "Again?!." Girin.

"Two are killed here!, the others are looking for themselves." Sora flat.

"Hey I found the clue first." Gilin protest.

"You only see one side, what else do you see from that little hole?, just follow the chords it's already made a mark." Sora Flat.

Gilin and Garin also saw more clearly the spot of the stain, it was a sign. From the hand and also the two hands that were seen on the nail on the wall. Sora stared flat at the wall, glancing over to the head position. There was a lot of talk, clearly traces of blood spurting. And even if you look more carefully there is hot lead covered with stains and lodged in the wall. Sora purposely kept it to himself, wouldn't he look so used to such an investigation if he gave all the clues, after all it wasn't his job, he only helped a little here.

"You're better suited to investigation." Girin.

"It's good to help." Sora.

"Then I have to take you often when I have a case." The words of Gilin propped his hands to Sora's shoulder.

"Hold you, school is right!." Sora brushed Gilin's hand off her shoulder.

"Huh.., just keep looking for her!." Gilin.

"What about upstairs?, have you investigated?." Ask Sora.

"Before you came we had combed the floor, there were only a few clues, like just now, and also because the second floor had the most bloodstains left, and their corpses were mainly homeowners." Said Girin explaining the state of the environment on the second floor.

"There's nothing else?." Ask Gilin.

"Nothing, it's a big, clean, no need for criminals to wash their hands." Girin.

"It's very troublesome, just complicating people." Said Sora lazily.

"Basically you're ugly and lazy." Gilin.

The three back to do the sweep of the place, Sora also helped Girin find some signs that actually according to Sora useless, a spot and blood stains, without any clues or anything left behind. Make him feel what it means to waste time. After feeling enough, Girin called the two to return, Sora pamit first, the two just nodded with the departure of Sora, Gilin and Garin went home.

Arriving at the house Sora went into his room and pressed a pen and said.

"Doing something stupid, it's exhausting." Sora.

Press back and put the pen back in place, moving towards the bathroom. After returning with casual clothes, open the side door and prick in front of the table which has a covering cloth stained. Casually pulled the cloth and took out his carving knife and started carving the head. The clay statue he had made since yesterday and had not finished carving it, so he continued it today. The expression on the face of the statue had a wistful expression, with a beautiful and sweet face, a duplicate of an elegant and gentle woman.

"Young man time to eat." Said a waiter from outside his room.

"I'll eat later!." The words are cold and continue to carve to perfect the face of the statue.

"First master and second master are already waiting for you to eat together." The waiter said again.

"Eh." Sora muttered as he headed towards the bathroom to wash his hands.

Sora went down to the bottom floor, where his two brothers were waiting in the dining room. Sora sat himself across the two, staring at the two who were also staring at him. His first brother glanced at him at a glance, whereas his second brother looked at him with an indifferent and arrogant gaze, he was already used to the gaze of his second brother who was staring at everyone with the boss's gaze. Sora who was a little annoyed at such a face also said casually.

"It's at home, you think I'd be scared of your sight." Sora is cold.

The second brother snorted, the aura of his second brother was indeed gloomy and dark, with a handsome face and resolute sharp eyes and a murderous aura. While his first brother had more of a boss aura, and was a resolute, handsome face that attracted many women, but unfortunately was a blunt lump of iron. While he is no less handsome and also smart, instead of pride himself, only he does not care about the affairs of both and they also live their own lives.

"Stop and eat!." His first brother was firm.

"I'm not Suran's underling!." His second brother protest.

"Stop carrying your assertiveness!, this is at home lest I kick you out!." Suran.

"You are so troublesome." Said Sora lazily.

"Sora just eat your food!, don't patronize us." Suran.

"You're just a kid, just shut up." Said his second brother.

"Your right is also better to be quiet, just eat quietly!." Suran.

"If it wasn't my brother I'd put you in the tomb." Ranak.

"Why didn't your mom and dad just drag you into the graveyard?, didn't you really want to do that."Said Sora.

"Sora they're your parents!, why do you say that?." Suran said.

"I only support what he aspires to be, wrong?." Sora flat. Obviously he didn't care what the old man said, even when he was four years old they had already disappeared in his life and his eyes.

His older brother was obviously a submissive child at the time but because it was rare to even count only with fingers when they came home. So his older brother who took the role of being the leader of the family, their lives lived with their own wishes. His brother was the most resolute, his second brother was the most contemptuous, and he cared the most about anything. And also a figure that they must respect, but unfortunately they do not care, the figure of grandfather who also regulates them. His first brother only sighed and was silent, he could not erase the hatred of his two younger siblings for their parents.

"How's your business at headquarters?." Ask Suran.

"Otherwise, what's the point of me for a selfless parent?." Ranak.

"Although you still work for him." Said Sora lazily.

"Do I look happy working for her?." Ranan asked, while pointing at his face with an expression.

"Seeing so sucks." Sora flat.

"Stop ruining people's mood." Suran told Sora.

"Why are you so annoying, like that guy, what good is a brain-dead person who only knows how to kill." Ranan was upset.

"No, the old man's beloved, you too your concern for you may be coming to an end because of that annoying fellow." Ranan pointed at Sora with his fork.

"You look at me like a person hoping for attention?!." Lazy Sora.

"I just warned you not to cry later." Ranak.

"You want to die, huh?!." Cold Sora threw his spoon into Ranan's face.

Ranan shrewdly avoided the spoon pointing at his face, and gave a mocking sneer.

"You two can calm down?!!!." Suran's full of emphasis.

"Damn you Sora." Ranak.

"I don't need Suran's upbringing!." Sora said flatly, staring at the older brother fearlessly.

Suran, who was called without frills, was upset, massaging his throbbing temple. This is the reason why he does not like to go home and prefers to work and sleep in his office. These two people can no longer be educated and tamed. Ranan just nodded in agreement to Sora's words, well both of them do not need formal education anymore, let alone record all the rules and regulations that the brother gave them.

"You two should respect your brother, do your punishment after eating." Said the middle-aged man with a stern face and full of authoritative aura.

"We don't need advice from you." Said Sora lazily, not glancing at the grandfather at all.

Ranan looked at the grandfather, afraid that the old man was upset, sure enough the old man's face was already irritated. Of those who were dissident was Sora, the youngest and most stubborn. He is still afraid of his grandfather who incidentally is the chairman in the organization he is running. Suran sighed with his sister's courage, come on this kid doesn't know anything about their grandfather.

"You deserve a lesson, after this my room!." The grandfather's cold moved from that place.

"Continue your conversation, isn't that person gone." Lazy Sora, drink water and go.

"You know what's going to happen after you go to grandpa's room?, next time don't argue with it." Suran.

"You really, I like it!." Ranak.

"Rananan she's your sister." Suran was upset.

"Here you go, he's old and he won't be as hard as he used to swing his whip." Said Sora lazily, underestimating the punishment of his grandfather who was known to be cruel and hard. But he really didn't want to know that.

"You." Suran sighed, this boy really has nothing to fear. And still time to joke. "The next time you warn him about grandpa, don't let it go on like this." Suran.

"Like he listened to me." Said Ranan lazy.

"It should be them who educate him." Suran flat said.

"You mean your mom's dad?, you crazy?, I'm gonna drag them to death. And anyway with grandpa he didn't listen to your mom and dad that he never met." Ranak.

"That's your mother's father." Suran Flat.

"Actually whose child are we?." Lazy Right.

"Unfortunately we belong to them, it's just that I'm lazy to admit it." Suran flat said.

"Where the hell are they?, the boy's been wild since childhood, they're gone instead." Dengus Ranan's.

"Somehow, that obviously has nothing to do with me." Suran.

Ranan only snorted, the old man had no responsibility at all, leaving them just like that in the hands of his cruel grandfather. Sora entered his kakenya room with no fear or guilt at all, for him he did not need to feel such a thing. The grandfather looked at his youngest granddaughter with a stern look, holding a long stick in his hand, Sora stood still in his waste with her hands in her pants pocket.

"It seems like a relaxed punishment to you, doesn't it?." Said the grandfather looking at Sora annoyed.

"Continue?." Ask Sora lazily.

"You little bastard!, obey the elder!, listen to what your brother says you understand?!." His grandfather said with a punch in the thigh from the stick.

"Hm." Sora flat.

"You should also know what I look like!. Don't defy me understand!." Said the grandfather hitting Sora back in the same section.

"Whatever." Sora.

The grandfather hit Sora with a fickle hearing the answer, this child is merciless, should he beat him always when he meets him. How dizzying. His sentence ended after a few minutes, and threw a notebook for the boy to write. He had Sora write it here and monitored by him, Sora sat down and began to write rules from his brother that he memorized very well, thanks to his training that continued to spread. The grandfather looked at him writing and saw a scar that seemed new and had not been covered by the wound plaster.

"You're carving again?." Ask the grandfather.

"The problem?." Lazy Sora.

"You better go with your brother, train yourself to be a man." Said the grandfather.

Sora looked up at the cold grandfather, turning his eyes back to his book. "If your eyes are troubled check it out, don't make other people bother." Sora.

The grandfather who drank his tea also choked with Sora's words. Putting back the tea cup is a little rough to make a sound. Sora only shook his head slightly disregarding the man who was staring in annoyance with twitching eyes.

"It's really fun not to piss people off, huh?!." Angry at grandfather.

"It looks so." Said Sora lazily.

"Hurry up and get out of front of me!." Said the grandfather.

"Like I'm glad to see you!." Dengus Sora's.

"JOHN!!!." Grief of grandfather. "Get out now!." Said the grandfather driving Sora to leave immediately before he got really angry and got out of control to beat up his granddaughter.

"Thank you." Sora said with a little smile, moved from his seat and out of the grandfather's room.

"SORA YOU REALLY ARE!!!." Annoyed, the grandfather throws his cup of tea at Sora.

Sora turned to look at the grandfather, not dodging the cup that came smashing into his head.

"Be careful with your emotions, otherwise you might not live long." Said Sora flat, not caring about the teacup that landed on his temple and made his face wet and also certainly hurt.

After saying that Sora was completely out, Sora looked at Soran who was standing leaning against the wall with a relaxed posture and both hands were folded in front of his chest. Suran lowered his hand, and walked towards Sora who was staring at him flatly. Holding Sora's hand and taking Sora away from the place, Suran treated the wound on Sora's temple, and nagged him not to upset grandfather, Sora simply responded with a mutter.

... Tbc....