Tharntype The Series, Chapter 56: Investments that are not equal to profits

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Tharntype The Series, Chapter 56: Investments that are not equal to profits

"Hehe, Lhong, where has Tharn gone?"

"He's not well, I told you."

"It's been a few days now, it's been a while since I found a drummer to replace him, but today there's no one to replace him."

Lhong was coming down from the teaching building when she was stopped first by Tae, and in order to question someone who had missed several days of school, the lead singer replied as usual... uncomfortable.

"Can I take a leave of absence with Brother Kong first?"

"Hey heh, it would be miserable if another band plugged in." Tae said worriedly, but it didn't seem like the people listening were worried about it at all.

"Plugging is possible there are plenty of other restaurants."

"I'll ask you nicely, and then what are you mad at me for." As soon as he saw his friend chattering, he snapped, silencing Tae's scratching head, so much so that the 'careless' moody man sighed and waved a hand up:

"Sorry, I was worried about Tharn."

Yes, Lhong was worrying about Tharn, but not about him being uncomfortable, but about... his inability to sort himself out as well as he had before.

Although Tharn had broken up with a lot of people he dated, it was never so serious that he missed several days of school in a row, and before, he just kept it all to himself, drinking for a day or two at most, and then he was back to normal, but this time, other than running home and hiding, he didn't return his calls, no matter how hard he tried to send messages.

Tharn had completely closed himself off to the point that Lhong was annoyed.

It's just a jerk. Why are you taking it so seriously?

Thinking about the lead singer is also clear that this time...it's different.

"Tell you what, I'll call later and ask if Brother Boy can cover for me, I'm worried about Tharn too, try to check on him today, is that okay?" Seeing that her friend was still worried, he came up with an idea for him, which Tae could only reluctantly accept, no matter how dissatisfied she was.

"Well, there's no better way, anyway, tell him to get better soon for me." The band's junior partner said it like that, promised to bring a message to Song and left, Lhong watched him leave and then just...just smiled, "Without him, it's like something is missing...I'm the one who has to say it!" Lhong exclaimed angrily in his throat before pulling out his cell phone and calling the music major until the end of the line promised to come and substitute tonight, after which he dialed the familiar number again.

[The number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable...]

"Bastrd!" No matter how many times he was called, there was only this reminder, so much so that he was distracted, and although he should be satisfied, and although he should be happy to have eliminated his enemy number one, something still bothered him so much that he could not sleep peacefully.

"It's okay, Ai’Tharn shouldn't be long like this, give him some time." The small-eyed guy hinted to himself again, then put away his phone and walked down the stairs, intending to walk straight to the trusty car that had been pretending with a friend...with a flat tire. All was his plan, as soon as the old video from a year ago threatened Tar that kid that if he didn't want to join forces, the humiliating video of him and gay sexually promiscuously exposed in his school, and also tempted him to say he didn't want to see Tharn again, the stupid kid easily promised to do as he was told.

It was the same that day, he just offered to give him back all the video if he could get Tharn and Type to break up, and Tar the death-defying brat was willing to do everything he was told, despite having to let Tharn get a little tainted, but it was better to let the Ai’Type and his buddy grow close, so his tire didn't blow out, he just waited for Type to come when, and then pinched the opportunity to walk over.

That would take the fall for that Tar kid, and no one would believe him no matter what he said.

Who would be foolish enough to trust a prodigal kid who could do anything, even if it was to use his body to trade with someone who broke up?

Tar could never get back into Tharn's good books.

This plan, in addition to getting rid of Type, also made Tharn hate that boy Tar to the bone... hitting two birds with one stone.

Lhong thought as he made his way to the trusty car that he had parked in the parking lot behind the school building.

 Boom

But someone came up first and blocked him.

"Ai’Type," despite surprise, despite dissatisfaction, gave him a smile, then asked worriedly:

"Haven't seen you for a few days, how have you been?"

"Okay." He said calmly, but with a face so annoyed as to be pleasing to the eye that he had to pretend to be an excellent friend, though hating his stinking face.

"Have you calmed down? I think you should reconsider breaking up with Ai’Tharn."

"Do you really think that way?"

"What do you mean?" Lhong froze, staring at the southern lad who looked...unreadable today.

He looked too quiet, too silent, too tense, but Lhong still reassured himself that he had just broken up with Tharn, and that it was strange to be smiling.

"Do you think Ai’Tharn would be willing to make peace with me? If I apologize to him."

Don't say you.....

The man who was listening had a twinkle in his eye, and while the man he thought had been shoveled aside seemed to be about to change his heart, he clenched his hands to suppress his exasperation, but he maintained his worried look, no doubt showing a heavy heart.

"I already asked you the other day if you were sure." Lhong said, then went on to say.

"You tell me, there's nothing that would make me sadder than that right now." When the fish easily took the bait, Lhong secretly laughed, then looked up at him and said.

"He said that even if you gave him an apology, there was no way he would ever go back to the person who made him so sad."

"He said?" Type visibly froze, and that caused the man who was stirring the pot to nod heavily.

"Go hear it for yourself."

Past experience had taught Lhong...these people were stupid, one by one, and as soon as he pretended to be an extremely good friend and acted like he was worried about both sides, they fell into his trap and believed his words more than Tharn's.

How well a superb friend pretends to believe the outsider's words is how much they believe them, and in fact Lhong loathes them with disgust, because if it were him, he would only believe Tharn's words and only his own boyfriend's, so much so that Lhong determines that these people have no value in staying with Tharn.

I'm the one who fits in, I'm the one who's been around Tharn.

"What if I don't believe you?" However, instead, he asked in this way, which shocked Lhong a bit, but shrugged his shoulders:

"Then go ahead, it's fine if you don't believe me, I'm just confirming that I really heard it from Ai’Tharn's mouth... Ai’Type ah, my friend is not a fool, you've caused him so much pain.'' He probably won't forgive you easily, er, Tharn probably feels guilty about going with that Tar kid, but you also saw that he was just playing along, and then you instead offered to break up, and Tharn probably doesn't want to have his heart ache for someone as easy to trust as you." Before he could discard the idea of a very good pong, Lhong said in a tired tone.

"I'm sorry I have to tell the truth, but I just wish you all well...."

PAP!!!

Lhong has been beaten up many times before for saying outright when which boyfriend in Tharn didn't believe him, taking his anger out on the assholes when they couldn't take it, but in the end it wasn't all the same...apologizing for getting too hot and then believing him wholeheartedly.

In their eyes, he was honest, sincere and wished both parties well.

The thought made him chuckle darkly, at which point he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and turned back to prepare for the look of guilt he felt, but....

"You're a lot more assorted than I thought."

 Cough

The leader froze, looking at the person who was touching the knuckles that were bruised and red from the heavy punch he had just thrown, however, his eyes did not look away, there was no guilt in his eyes, only... angry hatred.

"What do you mean? Come to scold me for what I'm doing, for messing around with Tharn after a fight?" Though already somewhat exasperated, the man who had been acting for four years still said as if he didn't mind, sweeping the people watching with utter disgust.

"You lied, I was so stupid I believed your evil mouth for months."

"Ai’Type, you're going too far, what have I done?" People who do wrong seldom want to admit it, Lhong still had a sincere face, like he doesn't know what's next.

No matter what he knew, he never left evidence.

"Is it too much? What does it mean to go too far, and to hire someone to gang-rape a kid is called going too far!"

As soon as the argument came out, the man watching cursed angrily, much to the shock of the NPC with the black history, but still deeply suppressed the anger and said.

"What did you say, I don't understand."

 Snap

BOOM!!!

As soon as these words were uttered, Type grabbed him by the collar and pushed him against the back of the car, making a muffled sound, so much so that Lhong fixed himself in pain for a moment, but he did not have time to care, because the sharp-eyed man in front of him looked at him as if he wanted to drink his blood and eat his flesh and said.

"How long are you going to lie; Tar came to see me and already told me all about it!"

"Then you also believe the words of the man who caused you to break up with Tharn, hey hey, be smart." Lhong said, still unfazed, because he had been pretending like this for a long time...so long that he had imagined countless times that the worst thing that could happen was to be caught doing it...and even then he still managed to think of something to protect himself when he had expected it in advance.

He was so scared that he stopped being scared and would do anything to just be able to stay with Tharn.

"I'm not stupid, but that kid brought me the video!"

Thought he was a coward, he's a bigger fvcking coward than he thinks, next week he can get ready to move and move schools, I'm going to play video of a child molester all over the place!

Lhong clenched his fists and jumped up and down at this extremely obedient pawn.

"What video?" Lhong asked, still puzzled, while pushing at the hand that was tugging at his collar, but Type was still tugging so tightly that the clasp was almost falling off.

"I know all about it, he said you tricked him into drinking an aphrodisiac and then had the hired men gang rape him."

"Hey hey, do you have any evidence for falsely accusing me? I didn't even know there was a video, and I've never spoken to Tar since that kid broke up with Tharn." As soon as he was more convincing, he refuted with just the right amount of emotion, and then shouted to his face. "You say you're not stupid, you're so stupid, believe the boy, Tharn is lucky to break up with someone like you!"

 Snap

"What are you talking about?!" Type looked so exasperated that he was looking for trouble, and it made Lhong think.

If he gets angry and throws a punch, maybe he can take the opportunity to force him to leave the school... He beat him unilaterally and the dean might give him some kind of punishment.

"I call you stupid! You had no idea, you are not smart, Ai’Type!" Lhong looked at the clenched hands and argued with satisfaction, because whenever he punched up, he would call for help whenever he could.

"Yes, I'm stupid." However, instead, Type admitted calmly in his voice, eyes so cold that they sent a chill down his spine.

What's he going to do?

"I foolishly believed all your evil, but now I've learned to be wise...that video has the positive faces of those scum slaughters who gang-raped that kid."

"And so on." Lhong asked, still unfazed, but he was feeling a cramp in his abdomen.

What he knows and what evidence he's got.

The person who had done the wrong thing began to shake his body in fear unintentionally, which made Type grin.

"Then it just so happened that I got lucky and a friend who was watching the video together recognized one of them, and you too were smart against being smart, and went and hired the people who needed the money, because as soon as I gave them some more money, they confessed that someone had hired them to do it, and also confirmed that the Tar kid had been drugged with aphrodisiac."

Fvck you!

Lhong cursed, unable to believe that he had taken the matter so far, that boy Tar shouldn't have returned it when he wanted the video. Instead, he showed that evidence to Type, but....

"And then what, what to do with me? How long are you going to frame me for hurting that boy Tar?" He made sure he never stepped up to show himself to the scum jacks.

He hired those people through the phone number from a burner, put the money where it was agreed upon, and got the video back at the location they designated to put it, to hell with it, and those people won't remember his voice.

The reason for this blood money is because that boy Tar has entered Tharn's heart more than anyone else.

People who have been provoked to believe in Tharn at all costs, to the point of having to pull a stunt like this.

"Yes, I have no evidence against you." He said painfully, at the same time letting go of his collar, so much so that Lhong took several steps backwards at once, clutching his clothes to match the exasperated look of being hurt.

"Uh, apologize to me now.”

"But I'm going to tell Tharn!"

Burp

It was the first time Lhong actually shivered all over his body and looked at the man who spoke with cold but firm eyes, then he continued.

"I have no proof that you did it, but at least, I won't keep Tharn foolishly believing your words, I'll show him everything, including that video, and the confessions of those bastrds, so you'll have to wait and see who Ai’Tharn will believe...."

"He'll never believe you!" Just at the mere mention of Tharn's name, the man who had always kept himself well disguised twitched his lips and argued with all his might, leaving those who listened to grin.

"Eh, I know he doesn't trust me, and who would trust someone who hurt him like that, and falsely accused his close friend, but at least, I got involved with Tharn enough to understand that he's not a stupid cow to take to the plow, and now that he doesn't trust me, and he'll sense the end of your affairs, he won't trust you 100 percent like he used to, and at least, Tharn will learn that there's someone behind him who's been working hard to get him to break up with his boyfriend!"

Type said to his face, and then... grinned.

"Even if he doesn't want me anymore, imagine if he knew his ex-boyfriend had been hurt, would someone as nice as him turn a blind eye to it? At least he'll go back to that boy Tar, and you...are just an empty barking dog next to him."

Type's smile made Lhong feel an instant of anger.

The smiles of the person who had the upper hand....

"And then thank you for telling me which people Tharn has dated so I can ask them if they've been brainwashed by you in the same way that Tar and I have...find a good reason to explain that to Tharn!" Type said it that way, then turned around as if to say that it was over here, and that there was no doubt that he would go for...Tharn.

The thought made the exasperated man rush up and tug on Type's shoulder.

Pop!

A flat fist solidly slammed into Type's face, but it wasn't enough to sway him, and Lhong gave him another punch that deflected a bit, but still sent the dodging man crashing to the ground in the parking lot.

"You'll never make it, you hear me? You'll never beat me!"

Lhong yelled at him while sitting down on Type and raised his fist solidly as if venting his anger and gave him a punch.

The mere thought that Tharn would know all about it almost drove him crazy, and just the thought that Tharn would look at him with disgust was too much for him to bear, so much so that he took it out through his fists.

 Snap

"Ai’Tharn will never believe you."

Pop!

"I'm his best friend."

PAP!!!

"He's mine, you hear me? He's mine." Now Lhong was punching his opponent in the face like a madman, shouting loudly to tell him, and the anger in his heart was gradually released at this moment.

"You were later, I was with Tharn for four years, I was with him for the whole four years, not you!"

"Ahem." The man who had been beaten until blood oozed from the corners of his mouth coughed, but he still dared to raise his head to lock eyes with him, and then said in a mocking tone.

"Four years, but he didn't see the value in you oh."

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!!!" Lhong then pulled up Type's collar and shook it vigorously, almost with all his strength, to make Type feel the same pain as him, but the person who should have faded his smile instead laughed at him as if he deserved it, as if he was just a cockroach that died after being run over.

"Even if you hurt a few more of Tharn's boyfriends, Tharn will never love you."

"You don't know anything and shut up!!!! You know what? How I feel when one by one he gets involved with people and then doesn't see my worth? I'm here! Always by his side and by his side every time to comfort him. So why would he not see my worth? Only see those who sit on their hands...don't you know...don't you know that I just egged the Phis on and he cheated on Tharn so easily that it was a watering hole? See? He's not worthy of Tharn, I'm the one who's worthy of Tharn, I'm the one who's by his side!!!" Lhong's voice was getting a little louder, and he was already so exasperated that he lost his mind.

"Ahem, but you also have no right to hurt Tar," Type argued back loudly despite his dry cough.

"No rights? Talking drunkenly about the boy Tharn loves the most! Don't you see? He's been moaning all night begging other men to screw him, and just that kid I don't have the right to show Tharn what he really is?" When Lhong grabbed Type's collar and hit his back, at this point Lhong looked like a madman, like the one who kept everything inside and finally exploded.

"You....ahem...bastrd!"

Type coughed and choked while being tugged so tightly on his collar that he strangled his neck, but now Lhong had been so overwhelmed by the words that Tharn would know the truth that....

 Snap

"Die!"

"To hell with you, without you...without you!" Lhong gradually clamped down hard on Thiwat's neck, and though his lips were lifting in a big smile as if he were getting what he wanted, those little eyes began to lose their focus as if they knew nothing else.

Without Type, Tharn wouldn't have a day to know.

His movements made Type barely able to breathe, but Type still just laughed, holding out a barely able hand to his chest before the out of breath man still chuckled:

"You....are the one who lost...."

"!!!!"

When the southern lad pulled out the small microphone from his collar, Lhong widened his eyes in horror and let go of the hand that was pinching his neck without a second thought.

Record all the sounds on the microphone.

After that, the man who was almost choking said in a tone that prevailed:

"How...when you are experiencing something...that someone else...has...experienced."

"Bastrd!!!!" That look caused Lhong to yell, radiating shocked eyes turning fierce, and the loose hand grabbed Type's collar again, as if to hold him down and rub against the concrete floor, but.....

"Now stop it!!!!"

 Clang

Lhong immediately turned his head in the direction the voice came from, and his eyes widened in shock when he saw the man he knew well running over.

"Th...Tharn" Lhong was so scared that it was impossible to believe his name was called.

Lhong stared at his buddy who rushed over a little closer, at this time his hands were trembling, trying to let go of Type, but it was too late....

CLANG!!!

Before it was time Tharn rushed over and grabbed him and swung him away from the man who was almost dying.

"Ai’Type? Have you done anything to him!!!!" If the force of shaking him out caused his body to ache, the image of Tharn propping up Type's body and asking Type in a tone checking whether he is alive or dead, stung the heart of the person watching extremely.

"Hehe, you're not dead yet," another friend of his who was carrying a camera also came and hurriedly asked him worriedly. But Lhong wasn't nearly as concerned about the two as the man who stroked the oxygen-deprived man's back.

"Just leave it alone for now, you're fine."

Afterwards, when the person he had been secretly in love with for years turned to confront him, the whole of Lhong was completely terrified and wanted to run away to the far side of the world.

The eyes are completely different than when they looked at Type.

The eyes revealed disappointment, sadness, and most of all...disgust.

The man who was going to fight came to him, and then....

 Snap

Tharn hit him!

The stiffly collapsed body thought, raised a hand to hold his cheek, then slowly turned back to look at the man who had cursed him with extreme anger.

"What did you do, you?"

Tharn knows, Tharn knows what I've done, he knows.

At this moment, Lhong was tasting the fruit of his sowing...the one he hoped would come back to love him instead hated him more than anything.

                     Tharn ~ Type

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