? only god knows 「 khunbam 」

"Thatʼs enough, Rachel! I told you, I will never leave until I make sure Auntie Yuri recovers! What can you not understand about that?!" Aguero just barely entered the yard dedicated to the west wing patients, but he could clearly hear the chaos already taking place. He walked closer to see three grown adults in black- if they were armed or not, he was yet to make sure, had their presences hidden behind the posts and trees, and see Bam on a fairly disadvantageous distance, defensively standing in front of an onyx haired child his age, between the latter and a girl inches taller which was undoubtedly a younger but not a better version of Rachel. "Is it not enough for you and your family to destroy my home, that now you resort to harassing the people around me to get the crumbs you left behind?!"

The butter blonde looked around, probably careful in making too much of a scene before crossing her arms haughtily as she answered. "Are you still keeping up that heroic act of yours until now, Bam? Oh come on, youʼre ten- not a child anymore! You should know that as long as you donʼt give your birthright up, life for you and your beloved people will only get harder as time passes! So if you want us to leave you be, come with me right now and give us the password!"

"I told you a long time ago that I do not have it!" The brunet moved closer, yet was stopped by the trembling grip on the hem of his shirt and the emergence of what he supposed was Rachelʼs bodyguards. "Donʼt you think if you did not auction my familyʼs home, you would have had better luck on getting our money?"

The Khun held in a chuckle, thinking that this kidʼs foul mouth would soon bring himself into trouble one day as he prepared to finally interfere.

"S-Shut up!" The girlʼs cheeks flushed in pure embarrassment as she staggered back to find the right comeback. "And I donʼt believe you one bit! Youʼve always acted so arrogant about being greatly spoilt and having everyone deliver all the things you wanted at your doorstep, so Aunt Arlene and Uncle V for sure would have given you a code if you asked!"

"I was loved, Rachel. Oh Iʼm sorry, you couldnʼt have known, because how could you learn about something your parents never taught you!" To the onlookersʼ surprise, Bam started walking without pause, with the intent to corner his childhood friend. "And donʼt you dare utter my parentsʼ name with your filthy mouth! They loved you as a daughter- I loved and treated you as a sister! But all of you killed them! You guys trampled on their memory for money!"

Rachel retaliated with a slap.

"Their deaths were your fault, Bam! If you had never been born, the friendship they shared would have not been torn apart! If only this wimp did not find you on that staircase, my family would have eventually gotten the payment they deserved all this time! If you only died along with your parents, we wouldnʼt have lived this miserably!"

"Shut up..."

"I wish we never met!" The girl in buttery yellow exclaimed, now firmer.

"Shut up..."

Their glares clashed impactfully, and Aguero just knew how much it could have hurt for Bam to hear those words from someone he greatly treasured.

"I wish you were dead, Jue Viole Grace!"

"I said shut up!" The brunet tackled the older girl to the ground, enraged and crying in infuriation as he nimbly avoided her guardsʼ grasp. "You killed them! How dare you act like a victim when you know your parents had gone along this scheme! If you wished we never met, then I wish I never asked to be your friend! I wish I just believed everyone who told me you were bad for me! I wish I didnʼt have the heart to forgive you!"