The Legendary Demon Hunter’s Cursed Brother Chapter 22: Ch 22 - Departure

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“You stupid idiot brat!” Hye-jin shouted as she pulled hard on Evan's cheeks. “I'm sowyyy,” Evan tried to say through his deformed mouth. “Yeah! Say that again one hundred more times!” Hye-jin snapped. “Do you have any idea how much worry you caused me and your brother? You’re lucky I only got to you now because I’ve been swamped with work. Otherwise, you’d be dealing with the full brunt of my anger.” Evan could only silently suffer as Hye-jin continued her punishment. The three of them were currently sitting at an outdoor table in a cozy café, shaded by large cream-colored umbrellas that softened the afternoon sun. A gentle breeze carried the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked pastries, while the quiet murmur of nearby conversations blended with the occasional clink of cups and cutlery. “That’s enough, Hye-jin. You're going to make his cheeks swell at this rate,” Reid said. “And you!” Hye-jin turned on him. “I thought you would be angrier about the whole thing! Your brother literally did something incredibly stupid! Or is it because the two of you are equally idiotic that you forgave him so easily? Did you even discipline him?” Reid merely averted his eyes. Rubbing his sore cheeks, Evan thought there was no way Reid would be harsh on him over the kidnapping when the man had pointed a gun at his head after mistaking him for a demon. “You two are hopeless,” Hye-jin muttered before taking a sip of her cappuccino. Reminded of his own drink, Evan took a sip of his caramel macchiato, the sweetness of the caramel mellowing the coffee's bitterness. Glancing at the black coffee in front of Reid, it seemed Reuel's taste hadn't changed much. “Anyway, I heard you’re planning to drag your brother to District 1?” Hye-jin asked. “Yeah. I sent the request yesterday,” Reid said. “Evan’s situation is a bit different from mine, so the approval process might take longer. I should get a response within a week or so.” Evan still didn't understand how that was supposed to work. As an F-rank, his application should've been rejected on principle. Reid, on the other hand, was an A-rank Healer. Doors opened for people like him. But even then, sponsoring an F-rank into Central Awakener Academy? Something about that felt... off. His thoughts drifted to Director Shin, the head of the RCB. She seemed unusually close to Reid, and she also knew Evan. Hold on. Was this what people meant by nepotism? “You'll be returning to District 1 tomorrow, right?” Hye-jin asked. Reid nodded. “So I have a request. Can you stay with Evan until the admission letter arrives?” Hye-jin scoffed. “Wow, you're really that confident your little brother will get accepted, huh?” “Let's just say I like his chances.” “Well, I don't mind. I'll have to stay at your apartment, though. Mine only has one bed, and I doubt you'd want your little brother sleeping on the sofa for several days.” Evan personally didn't see the point of bothering Hye-jin by making her his live-in babysitter, but he didn't protest. He had been kidnapped, and claiming he could handle himself and live alone after that would have been more than a little ironic. The following morning, Reid returned to District 1 by train while Hye-jin made herself at home in the Ashfords's apartment. “Woah, this apartment is very nice!” Hye-jin said as she sat down on the sofa, her gaze sweeping across the pristine room. From the spotless table to the gleaming windows, everything was immaculately clean and neatly organized. Evan himself wasn’t overly tidy, but with Reid recently back home, the cleanliness of the apartment had returned to how it used to be. Sometimes he wondered if Reid was a germaphobe, or if he simply applied the same intense focus to everything he did, even something as trivial as dust. “Which one of you usually cooks?” Hye-jin asked, opening a bag of chips and turning on the TV in the living room. “My brother. But I can cook for myself.” “Cleaning the apartment?” “Also my brother, but I help sometimes.” “Laund