Chapter 244: Not An Overly-Ambitious Man (1/2)
”What the hell happened here?”
Even Calvin who had seen a lot in the course of his life couldn't help but frown upon seeing the scene inside the room.
”T-This...”
Christine hurriedly covered her eyes. She had caught a glimpse of that 'sausage' and the sight of it alone thoroughly embarrassed her.
”You can go out, for now, Christine. It's not convenient for you to be here.” Calvin commented.
”Right...”
Christine awkwardly took a step backward before she turned around and left the room.
When the doors were closed, Calvin flicked his wrist and the rope that suspended Fatty Zachary was split into two.
He immediately fell onto the floor with a dull thud.
”Several hematomas and some fractures and a sprain on his ankle. He must've tried to run but failed.” Calvin deduced.
He lifted Fatty Zachary's eyelids and noticed that his pupils were still responsive to light.
This was a good sign.
Pinching on an acupoint, Fatty Zachary's eyebrows furrowed and he soon came to his senses.
The first scene that he saw greatly startled him.
”C-C-Calvin?!”
”Why are you here?”
”Am I dead?”
”Am I already dead?”
”Is that why you're here? Because I am in hell?”
Smack!
Calvin immediately sent a smack on the back of his head as he said, ”We saw you crying on the staircase of the dormitory area earlier. We followed you, and we found you here. What the hell is going on? What are you doing in this exclusive room of the House of a Thousand Thrusts?”
Calvin's explanation was succinct and contained everything that Fatty Zachary needed to understand the situation.
”Wait!”
A chill enveloped Fatty Zachary's body as his pupils constricted.
”We're in the House of a Thousand Thrusts?”
”W-Where are those bastards?!” He stood up, startled.
”Calm down, my guy. Take a seat. Your injuries are too severe for you to move wildly like that. Also, wear some clothes. We're not the only one here.” Calvin was displeased seeing Fatty Zachary dangling his ”sausage” so blatantly in front of him.
”Oh...” Fatty Zachary immediately realized what was going on.
An embarrassed look appeared on his face as he sat down and wrapped his body with a towel.
”You sure are quite tolerant when it comes to pain.” Calvin couldn't help but comment.
The injuries that Fatty Zachary sustained were severe enough that any ordinary person with such injuries would definitely be in a world of pain. But Fatty Zachary was able to move so abruptly and with such vigor as if he wasn't in pain.
Fatty Zachary bitterly smiled. ”I've always been tolerant to pain. I have to.”
Calvin saw the turmoil within Fatty Zachary's eyes and he couldn't help but let out a sigh. ”I guess even someone like you also has his own secret stories to tell.”
”Heh.” Fatty Zachary snorted in a half self-deprecating and half-proud manner.
”What happened here, Fatty?” Calvin asked.
Fatty Zachary's figure trembled for a moment before he returned Calvin's question with a question of his own. ”You said, 'We' earlier. Is there someone else out there? You didn't come here alone?”
Calvin nodded. ”Christine's out there. She's outside the room. I don't think that I still have to explain why I had her stay outside, right?”
”T-T-Thanks...” Fatty Zachary awkwardly scratched his head.
Even someone as shameless as him still knew how to feel embarrassed. He had never been proud of his pecker and if a girl saw it while he was in such a compromised and vulnerable state. He didn't know if he would still have the strength to live and see tomorrow's sunset.
Calvin instantly saw through what Fatty Zachary was thinking and he couldn't help but think to himself.
'I should probably tell Christine to forget everything that she saw in this room. If Fatty knew that she saw everything, this poor guy would definitely be devastated to the point of depression.'
”Take a bathrobe out of that closet and come to the living room. We have a lot to talk about.”
Calvin eyed the wristband that signified the Patron of Luck and Fortune around Fatty Zachary's wrist. A grim look appeared on his face as he walked out of the door and headed for Christine.
”What's going on? Is he alright?” Christine asked.
”Yeah, he is. But he won't be once he knows that you've seen everything that he has to offer.”
Calvin teased.
Christine's cheeks abruptly blushed. ”You rascal...”
Thinking of the scene earlier, she couldn't help but softly whisper. ”I didn't expect that men could be that small...”
”Hey, don't be like that. He has a legitimate medical condition.” Calvin criticized.
”Eh? That's a disease?” Christine was shocked.
”You can't really call it a disease. It's not something that can be treated. In my hometown, we call this genetic predisposition as having a 'micro-pener'.”
Calvin explained.
”I-I see...” Christine's complicated emotions about the scene that she had seen had finally turned cohesive and into pity. She was now pitying Fatty Zachary because even though she was mostly ignorant in the matters between men and women.
She was still knowledgeable enough to know that 'bigger' was supposedly better.
Calvin stared speechless at Christine.
How could he not understand what she was thinking?
But since her feeling of pity towards Fatty Zachary's plight was advantageous due to the fact that she would now be less likely to tell anyone else about what she had seen...
Calvin decided to close his mouth and didn't say anything.
”Hey, Calvin... do you have any idea in regards to Zachary's situation? What happened to him? Why did someone string him up like that?”
Christine asked.
”I am as clueless as you, Christine. We have to wait until that Fatty comes out—speaking of the devil, here he comes.” Calvin smiled. He saw the doorknob being turned and as the door opened, Fatty Zachary came walking out with an indifferent look on his face.
He quickly found a couch to take his seat before he turned to look at Christine and said.
”Thank you.”
”What is this all of a sudden?” Christine beamed with a smile.
A teasing look was in her eyes. To be honest, she felt as if she couldn't suppress her urge to tease Zachary of what she had seen in the room earlier.
Fortunately, Calvin shot her a glare.
His glare made her realized that there were some matters that shouldn't be taken lightly at all.
Especially when it concerned that ”thing”.
After all, ”that” was a man's joy and pride.
”Calvin told me that both of you saw me crying and decided to follow me here to take a look.”
”Thank you.” Fatty Zachary expressed his gratitude.
”Gratitude accepted...” Christine casually commented, ”But if you really appreciate what we have done, why don't you tell us why you even came here in the first place?”
”It's my father...” Fatty Zachary replied.