Bad Born Blood Chapter 237

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I’m going to summarize it quickly. There were a lot of inappropriate scenes in Japha’s memories. I had no desire to see Japha and Paolo’s s*x life.

Well, maybe some rich people with eccentric tastes would pay a million dollars to see the scene I’m seeing.

Paolo’s temperament was… …in a sense, transcendental, superhuman. Despite having no taste for other races, he willingly embraced Japha for his own purposes, with great passion… … .

To cut to the chase, Paolo and Jappa started their business under the name ‘Zola Burger’.

And after a while, Paolo took Jappa into his house and made her his wife. Although there was no wedding ceremony, it was a common-law marriage.

‘Jappa has become an indispensable person to Paolo.’

Jaffa’s purpose was also successful. Paolo relied on Jaffa for advice on everything.

But there was a past that was different from what I expected.

“Japa, Japa! Look, I made a flower!”

Elise, or Anguis Regina, ran towards Jafar.

Young Anguish Regina loved Jaffa. The child, who had been subconsciously aware of Paolo’s ruthless side, followed the kind Tajirun like a real mother.

“It’s a harmony. Is it made of cloth? Wow, it smells good.”

Jafar bowed down and accepted Anguis Regina’s gift. Quite some time had passed since they arrived in Border City, and Jafar’s body had grown to its current size.

“I also sprayed some perfume on you. I’ll put it on your hair. I think it’ll suit Jafar well.”

Jafar bowed his head deeper.

Anguis Regina placed a headband with harmonious patterns on Jafar’s head.

“Thank you, Elise. You are such a pretty flower.”

It was different from what I had expected. The relationship between the two was incomparable.

‘… … It wasn’t because I loved Paolo that I protected Anguise Regina. I truly thought of Anguise Regina as my daughter.’

Now I know Jafar’s fatal weakness. If I take Anguis Regina hostage… … Jafar will do anything. That’s usually how parents are.

“Jafar, look at me for a moment.”

Paolo said as he came out of the study. Jaffa tapped Anguise Regina on the head and went into the study.

Paolo and Jappa talked mostly about money and business. Jappa listened to Paolo’s story while smoothing the scarf that covered the bomb necklace.

“… … It’s time to expand.”

Zola Burger has opened its third branch in Border City. I didn’t want to know how they were going to produce the sauce.

‘It’s not Tajirun meat, but… … .’

The unique and addictive flavor required enzymes and fluids from the Tajirun’s body.

Paolo was in charge of making the sauce. To be exact, it was the flavored milk. Paolo did not teach Jaffa everything about this and took charge of it himself.

“Go to the ‘basement’. I’m running low on sauce.”

The first Zola Burger, which was renovated from a restaurant that was in operation, had many secret facilities. This was because it was originally a place where aliens were slaughtered.

‘Tajirun went into the basement… … and no one came out except Jafar.’

Jafar was also very engrossed in business. This may be due to Tajirun’s unique nature. Economic gain and business expansion are great pleasures for Tajirun.

… … But there was a problem. It was a problem that everyone faced.

‘Sweetness attracts worms. There are plunderers who seek to exploit the efforts of others.’

These men, commonly referred to as ‘gangsters’, demanded huge protection taxes from Zola Burger.

If the gang had been openly violent, it would have been possible to somehow handle it with Paolo’s connections on his client list.

But the gang’s tactics were clever. They disrupted Zola Burger’s business without directly harassing him.

“Let’s just give them the money. We’ll make more money that way.”

Paolo said, annoyed.

“Paolo, the protection tax will never end. For now, we need bodyguards and mercenaries who will listen to us even if it means going into debt… .”

“This amount of income is enough for me. I want to continue my research.”

Paolo had been engrossed in some research lately, and whenever an auction was held, he would spend money like water. His study was filled with junk.

‘You don’t seem to care about anything except producing the sauce that makes you money.’

Jappa couldn’t help it in the face of Paolo’s hard-line attitude.

Ironically, Jaffa loved Paolo. No, he couldn’t help but love him.

‘No matter how many other goals there are… … there probably aren’t many human men in the world who would actively embrace you.’

Paolo surprisingly acted faithfully as a ‘husband’. He did not neglect his relationship with Jaffa. Jaffa was an ‘important source of money’.

And there was something strangely appealing about Paolo, who was obsessed with his goal and devoted to it. Jafar seemed to want to help Paolo, even if it wasn’t for the bomb necklace.

Swish.

Jafar would regularly go up and down the street to manage the second and third branches. Whenever he did so, he would move around wearing a cloth garment that covered his entire body except for his eyes.

Knock, knock.

As they entered the alley, there were men surrounding Jafar. They were gang members with their faces hidden by electronic screen masks. The electronic screens flickered and showed various expressions.

‘assault.’

This is also a common tactic. The intention is to show an example since you won’t listen.

“It has come to pass. But know one thing. Tajirun will repay his debts.”

Jafar will not die here. They want power, not death.

Japa also stared calmly at the approaching gang.

Ugh!

There was a sound of bones breaking. It wasn’t Jafar’s bones that broke.

dump!

The gang member slumped down with his neck bent back. Behind him stood a human-shaped shadow.

Bang!

The gangster was startled and hit the shadow with the crowbar. The shadow lightly blocked the crowbar with his arm and moved his feet.

Kwajik!

There was a sound of the pelvis being shattered beyond the male’s vital area.

“Ugh!”

“Shh, it’s late at night. Don’t scream. Be quiet.”

The shadow spoke, covering the mouth of the man whose pelvis and vital organs were shattered.

Wooduk

And then the man’s neck was broken.

A shadow appeared between the streetlights. I knew right away who it was.

‘Kinuan… … .’

Here, Kinuan appeared. He wonderfully saved Jafar from danger. The gang members ran away after seeing Kinuan’s violence.

Kinuan faced Japha in a full-body suit that was no different from my memories.

“Did you help me?”

Jafar said with caution.

“I heard that Tajirun is a man who will definitely repay his debts. He said that if you help him, you will receive a bigger reward. I couldn’t just leave him with such a wonderful investment in front of me.”

Kinuan used his skilled rhetoric to melt Japha’s guard.

“Hoyo clothes.”

Japa also laughed quietly.

Ah, this is another obvious trick. I know Kinuan well.

Kinuan approaches others in a friendly manner and does not make suggestions first. He manipulates others by pretending to have no purpose.

Jafar took Kinuan to Zola Burger No. 2 and treated him to a meal.

“… … It tastes amazing. It’s worth trying.”

Kinuan exclaimed while eating the burger. Perhaps, this is likely true. I too was shocked when I first ate the Jaffa Burger.

“… … I heard that you’ve just arrived in Border City. I’d like to hire you as a bodyguard. I don’t mind just until you settle in.”

Japha requested first. But this was Kinuan’s intention.

‘Kinuan must have investigated the situation at Zola Burger in advance. And it may have been Kinuan himself who instigated the gang to attack Jafar.’

There is no way to know the details through simulation memories.

“A bodyguard? Hmm, I don’t want to die after showing off my skills… … .”

Kinuan seemed to refuse, but after Jafar’s persuasion, Kinuan joined Zola Berger’s bodyguard.

What happened next was as obvious as daylight. There was a common sequence of events that those who got involved with Kinuan experienced.

‘Thanks to Kinuan, everything will seem to work out well, and you will feel a deep bond with Kinuan.’

I did, and before me the arena gangs did. So did Jafar.

For a year, Kinuan has been working as a bodyguard for Zola Berger. He has fended off several gang threats. It is such an easy job for him.

Kinuan has become close friends with Jaffa, Paolo, and Anguis Regina.

In particular, Paolo and Kinuan talked a lot outside of Jaffa’s sight.

The simulation couldn’t even tell how Kinuan had cooked Anguish Regina.

‘Jafar is smart. Kinuan must have figured out that controlling Jafar would not be easy.’

That is why Kinuan focused on Paolo and Anguise Regina. He would have controlled their minds from a place where Jaffa’s eyes could not reach.

“Kinuan suggested we change the name to Jafar Burger, meaning he’ll leave the running of this place up to you. After all, I’m going to be known as an Arcane Civilization archaeologist.”

Paolo said that from the bed. Jaffa licked his tongue while wrapped in the blanket.

“Have you forgotten? I am an exile from the Menoa family. Jafar is not my real name… … but if I use this name in public, I will be caught.”

“You should talk to Kinuan about that. He’s a strangely talented man. I’m starting to get tired of using my ex-wife’s name. Japha, Japha, Japha… It’s so nice to hear.”

Paolo said, looking at Jaffa with longing.

Jaffa enjoyed pleasure and happiness even though he knew that Paolo’s words and actions were pretentious.

Kinuan and Jafar discussed the banishment of the Menoah family. Kinuan used the Menoah family’s subtle power structure to ensure Jafar’s safety.

‘Kinuan’s specialty.’

By striking a delicate balance, he was able to achieve his goal efficiently. Jafar was able to conclude a non-aggression pact by sending a portion of his income to the head of the Menoa family.

‘Perhaps from this time on, the head of the Menoa family must have considered the possibility of legalizing the business through Jafar.’

Later, even the plan of Jafar to swallow up the Menoa family was laid by Kinuan.

Then one day, something unusual happened.

“Kinuan?”

A surprised Jafar stared at Kinuan, who had just entered the store.

Kinuan’s artificial skin was so damaged that it was tattered. It seemed like he had been attacked by someone.

Jafar supported Kinuan. Kinuan took a breath and began to tell his story.

“As you probably know, I am from the Empire. And I have a mind of my own called Archie’s Victory.”

Kinuan said he was attacked by Imperial pursuers. Even simulations couldn’t tell how much of this was true.

‘Reveal your weaknesses to create a deeper bond.’

Kinuan, who was thought to be strong, confessed his weakness only to Japha. I too have fallen for that method.

At this time, Japha must have also been attracted to Kinuan. However, Kinuan did not embrace Japha.

‘Holding Japha here would seem overly premeditated.’

Kinuan, who had finished his rest, stood up and disappeared to get some maintenance.

The time was coming. I could feel it.

… … The catastrophe was slowly approaching. Kinuan had gained everyone’s trust. It was trust built up for a fatal betrayal.

Two more months passed.

Ta-Ang!

Jaffa heard a gunshot while sleeping. When he looked at the bed, Paolo was not there.

Clank.

Jafar noticed that the bomb necklace that had been tied around his neck had fallen off.

“… …Why the necklace?”

Jafar ran into the living room where the gunshots were heard without even putting on his clothes.

Easy.

Smoke was pouring out of the gun barrel. Angus Regina, holding the pistol, was staring blankly down at Paolo.

“Elise?”

Jaffa leaned against the wall and saw an unrealistic sight. Blood was pooling under Paolo’s fallen head.

“I, I saved Ja, Japha. I saved, saved, saved from, Dad.”

Anguish Regina muttered.

… … Strange. As soon as Paolo Kwan died, Jafar’s bomb necklace was removed.

Given Paolo’s usual disposition, it seemed natural that he would set Jafar’s bomb necklace to explode as soon as he died.

“Okay, pa… … .”

Paolo muttered as he lay face down, still barely breathing.

“… …Elise.”

Paolo couldn’t answer. He continued speaking in blood-written letters.

-Please.

Was it a whim, or was it a minimal conscience?