22 What what... WHAT? (1/2)

”How tragic..”

When Uno opened his eyes, he was once again welcomed with the excruciating pain caused by his injuries. As he growled through his gritted teeth, he somewhat noticed a figure at the corner of the room. An overweight man in suit was leisurely watching him growled in pain. Though he had a blank expression on his face, Uno still felt humiliated.

When he got used with the excruciating pain, he glared daggers at the chubby man in suit. Luciano responded with a puzzled look by the pair of murderous eyes, he mouthed;

'WHAT?'

Uno knitted his brows in confusion.

”What what?” Uno's voice was coarse flat as he asked the person who was leisurely sitting at the corner sofa and shamelessly feigning innocent as if he was much more confused than him.

”What what.. WHAT?”

Uno was rendered speechless by this man. The corner of his lips turned upward but couldn't be resemble by a smile nor smirk.

”What a weird fellow.” He mumbled —audible enough to reach the Luciano's ears. Uno didn't want to waste his energy in his question as this person isn't willing to answer.

He examined his injured body. He has approximately 38 stitches around his body. Uno had a little knowledge about first aid as he would get cut or get shot every once in a while thus, he knew based on the stitches that they are definitely done by a professional. He subconsciously glanced at the chubby man in the sofa —yawning.

”Why.. why would you keep me alive?”

”Why not?” Luciano answered in a trivial manner.

”Aren't you afraid that I'd kill you?” Uno was agitated at the man in the sofa. He would accept it if he would torture him to death or just kill him but acting as if he wasn't threatened by him— he felt insulted.

”Why would you kill me?”

”....”