Chapter 128 - The Son Of Universe (2/2)

”I didn't rub your body.” I frowned.

”You dare to lie, you filthy human!” He shouted loudly. If only he was not bound by the chain, I was sure he would have pointed his finger at me. But, his glare was enough to show how much he despised me.

”Then, tell me why would I rub your body?” I peered into his eyes.

”I don't know. M-maybe you are attracted to my flawless body.” He stammered. ”That's right! You must be envious towards my flawless body.” He looked up confidently.

This kid seriously...

I had the urge to smack his head. Where did his assumption come from? Who the hell taught him that? Why should I envy his body? What flawless? Flawless black? Huh, don't make me laugh.

”Kid, you... who taught you that?”

”The old man told me that people would drool when they meet me, that I should protect myself not to be defiled by human. You obviously have bad intention towards me, you fi nlthy human!” The young boy seemed to be getting more and more angry.

The frown on my face got even deeper. Whoever this old man was, he must have messed with this young man's mind.

”Who are you? Why are you here?” Decided to ignore about the kid's absurd reason, I asked about his identity which I should have done before. Even though I knew that his identity would not be ordinary, I still needed to confirm it.

”Putra Semesta [1].” He answered arrogantly.

My eyes twitched. His name was surely... something. Whoever named him must be bad at naming. Who would name someone as 'the son of universe'? Wasn't it too overbearing? It was okay if his name was just 'Putra' but adding 'Semesta' behind it was too....

I sighed. Never mind. I would not analyze into it too much.

”Why are you here?” I repeated my question.

”What do you mean why I am here? I'm always here. I was born here and have been living here all my life. Where else should I go to?” He retorted back.

This child really lacked of manner. The old man of his surely didn't put much effort in educating him properly. I knew that he was not human, but at least teach him some manner!

”Are you the Death Volcano?”

The child, Putra Semesta, stared at me with tight lips. His eyes quivered but he closed his lips tightly as if he was afraid he would say something.

But, never mind. From his expression, I already knew the answer.