Dante and Missio arrived back at the manor. They stepped onto the marble interior where Lilla and Marcus greeted them.
"Have you… reconciled, my lords?" Marcus adjusted his monocle
"Yes. No need to worry now." Dante nodded.
Dante halted before the couch which made Missio do the same. Dante spun around and pointed at his little brother.
"Go clean your room and pack your suitcase."
Missio tilted his head – confused.
"Huh? My room? Uh… Okay…"
He turned around, passing Lilla and Marcus. He ascended the stairs and headed to his room. Lilla raised a brow and looked at Dante.
"My lord but I could've cleaned the room."
Dante sat and pulled out his phone.
"No, you've already cleaned his room many times. Let him do it for once."
Lilla didn't question her master's thinking and just nodded. Dante scrolled through his contacts and tapped the number of the general of the black ops division. He held the phone against his ears as it rang. Eventually, the call clicked and another voice echoed from the other sides.
"Supreme commander, how may I be of assistance to you?"
"Yes, General." Dante adjusted his glasses. "I believe it's time."
"Time for what, sir?" The general asked in confusion."
Dante drew a deep breath, leaning against the soft sofa.
"Fire lieutenant general Missio Augustus and his co-worker Krishna."
The general voice's stalled for a moment. Then, the man laughed heartily from the other side. After a few seconds, the general replied to the supreme commander's order.
"Thank God, sir. I'll get to it immediately."
"Assign the new lieutenant general as soon as possible. The supreme court is planning on initiating a government wide search by the black ops division."
"Yes, sir. I'll inform you when it's done."
Dante pulled the away and cut the call. He looked at Marcus and opened his mouth.
"I'll begin packing now."
He jolted up and marched up the stairs to his room. Marcus and Lilla trailed the patriarch with their eyes until he escaped their vision. Marcus sighed.
"Well... looks like the lord's time as lieutenant general is over."
Lilla closed her eyes and nodded – agreeing with Marcus's statement.
***
Dante swung open the door. The light automatically turned on. He entered his room and crouched. He reached under his bed and pulled out a suitcase. He grunted, placing it on the soft mattress and unzipped it. He scrolled through his contacts again and called another person. He tucked the device between his ear and shoulder. Then, he opened the closet and took out pairs of clothes.
After a few seconds, the call went through.
"Victor." Dante called out.
"What's up?" Victor replied.
Dante dropped his clothes onto the bed.
"Nothing. What are you doing?"
"Just chilling."
"Cool – cool. I just wanted to inform you of something." Dante began folding his clothing.
"Yeah? What is it?" Victor spoke – intrigued.
"You don't have to be Missio therapist anymore."
A long silence befell them that lasted only a few seconds. Victor smacked his lips.
"Uh… what?"
"You don't have to be Missio therapist anymore." Dante repeated.
"Why? What the hell happened?"
"It's nothing much. We got into an argument and he finally realized how selfish he was being."
"So, who's going to take care of him?" Victor inquired in a worried voice.
"Me." Dante chuckled.
Victor remained silent for a while. As Dante finished packing his clothes, his friend opened his mouth.
"Okay, man. You do you but you can call me again if you need any help."
"Thanks. I appreciate it."
Victor cut the call. Dante tucked his phone into his pocket and continued packing.
***
After cleaning his room, Missio withdrew his suitcase from beneath his head. He stared it for a few moments. He sighed and opened his closet which was filled with nothing but the official EOC uniform. He pushed them all away and dug deeper. Eventually, he found pairs of his actual clothes. Each one had a memory he would never forget. As he packed them, he reminisced about his past.
That time he went to the waterpark. The other time, he went on a school trip to the zoo. That one time he got injured playing tag with Krsihna. He heart pounded against his chest, a bittersweet smiled making its way onto his face.
"I'll become better… I promise… " He muttered under his breath.
He continued stuffing things into his suitcase as the minutes went by. He finished packing up. The suitcase's wheels crashed against the floor and leaned it forward. He led it out of his room and strolled through the hallway. The sunlight shining against the wall, slightly blinded. The dark bags under his eyes revealed themselves as he treaded forward. When he reached the stairs, he noticed his big brother had as well. Both brothers descended, meeting Marcus and Lilla.
"We'll be heading off." Dante stated, turning around. "Follow me, Missio."
Missio trailed his brother like a shadow. Marcus and Lilla tailed them sat well. Dante sat, withdrawing his shoes from the rack. Missio did the same and began putting them on.
"You can't just leave like that." Lilla clutched her chest. "You're the king, you have responsibilities, my lord."
Dante stood up, dusting off.
"I do but for now…" He locked eyes with his servant. "I'm a brother, aren't I?"
Marcus nodded, chuckling at the patriarch's statement.
"Where are you going, my lord?" He coughed.
Dante peered at Marcus with a smirk while gripping the handle of his luggage.
"On an adventure~"