The Life Of Normal-Taro

Chapter 152: Scarlet

The next day, while Taro and Thankappan headed to Ajish's shop, there were two others set to depart on an adventure as well.

"Ok, buddy. You ready?" Harish asked.

"I'm not your buddy. But yea, I'm prepared." Zaheer replied.

"Great, let's go then." Harish grabbed his "friend's" arm, but Zaheer swatted it off like it irked him.

"Where and why are we going though?" Zaheer asked.

"Kunnamkulam. Because I heard from a bird that Sadanandan seem to lurk over there for quite a while with his friend." Harish replied.

"But today's Monday, though! He has a teaching profession. You really think he'll do something like that today?" Zaheer asked.

"Nope." 

"Then why are we even going?" Zaheer sighed. "I really don't wanna go, you know?"

"Well, aren't you a numbskull? Look, I know perfectly well that Sadanandan is not gonna be there today. And that's the point. We avoid him and yet it seems like we investigated him. Perfect plan, don't ya think?" Harish laughed like a maniac as he explained the point.

"Dayum, never would've thought that such a brilliant idea would come from your stupid brain." Zaheer spoke as he patted Harish's shoulder.

"Hey, who are you calling stupid?" Harish looked real pissed when he heard that.

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to highlight the brilliance of your plan." Zaheer responded.

"Is that so? Then do it so that I won't have to be called stupid anymore." Harish replied.

"Well, sure is soft to compliments, are we?" Zaheer chuckled.

"I mean, who isn't?" Harish chuckled along with him as they headed to Kunnamkulam.

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"Here we are!" Taro looked ecstatic as he glanced at the magnificent 'Ajish's spare parts' shop. He even felt a little nostalgic for some odd reason. Maybe it was because he got to build some cool stuff every time he stepped inside the shop.

"You are really fidgety today." Thankappan stared at him and spoke.

"That's because I'm really excited." Taro replied.

"Ha, I'll never get it." Thankappan sighed.

"You don't have to. It's my sense of excitement, not yours. It might be totally different for you." Taro spoke.

"You might be right about that." Thankappan replied as he glanced at the shop sign alongside Taro.

"Why are you two out there like that? Get in, my boys!" A man ecstatically called them inside. It was the shop owner, Ajish.

"Damn, to think that he hated the sight of us when we tried to step in before. What a change of behavior!" Thankappan whispered to Taro's ears.

"That's because you didn't have this game changing commodity back then." Ajish scoffed.

"Ah, you look at me as a commodity, don't you?" Taro sighed as he heard the word from Ajish's mouth.

"I didn't mean it like that." Ajish tried defending his statement, but didn't find the right words to do so.

"Ha! Just kidding. I'm not angry at you or anything." Taro chuckled.

"Oh, thank go-"

"I'm simply disappointed in you." Taro spoke with dismay, clearly in his voice.

"Oh, that's the worst!" Ajish cried.

"Anyway, is there something for me to show my skills?" Taro asked.

"Yes. Yes, there is." Ajish smiled as the dismal mood disappeared.

"And what would that be?" Taro asked.

"A couple hundred translators." Ajish answered.

"Perfect. Let's go!" Taro urged.

Inside the workshop, Taro alone stood as the other two stayed out. They didn't want to mess with Taro's flow as he does his masterful work. And within minimum time, Taro completed the given task. And as always, his work thoroughly impressed the peeps.

However, they never did notice that they weren't the only ones gawking on Taro's state-of-the-art translators.

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A few good hours earlier. Harish and Zaheer met up with a shady as hell private investigator to get the info on Taro.

"Why the hell are we here?" Zaheer asked.

"Well, if we wanna "search" some person, shouldn't we find a private investigator? And if we wanna fail at the task, isn't a shady person the best one to call for?" Harish brought out his maniacal laugh yet again.

"You really are crazy, aren't you?" Zaheer sighed. "Anyway, who's the guy?" He asked, as he pointed straight at the guy seated before them.

"Oh, forgot to introduce him to you! He is the masterful detective of the illustrious Kunnamkulam, Scarlet." Harish introduced the private investigator in the most over-the-top way possible.

"So, he's called Scarlet?" Zaheer asked.

"Yes, I am." Scarlet, who didn't have a hint of the scarlet shade anywhere in his body.

But Zaheer actually didn't mind it that much, since not everything that's given a particular name has to have characteristics accordingly to thatexcept for orange, of course.

"I see. Now, where did you see this person named Sadanandan? And how did you know that the person was him?" Zaheer asked.

"Well, I gave him an image to refer to." Harish was the one who gave a reply.

"I understand. So, are you sure it's him?" He asked Scarlet.

"A hundred percent! I can even bet my job on the line if you want me to." Scarlet spoke.

"Well, don't. Since your job is shady, I can't seem to believe you." Zaheer replied.

"It might be shady, but it's still got better pay than what you two do." Scarlet chuckled.

"What?"

"I mean, come on! How much can a karate "specialist" earn even?" Scarlet spoke in an almost mocking tone.

"Hey! What the hell? How did you get that info?" Zaheer asked. Harish looked equally fumed on that statement.

"Well, when someone's personal info is like an open book, how can you not take a peek at it?" Scarlet scoffed. "You should really be careful when you click on that R-18 site the next time around, I tell ya!" He spoke.

"This!" Zaheer took offense to that.

"I understand." However, Harish was pretty understanding about it.

"See? It's as simple as that! Just accept it, dude!" Scarlet hung his hand on Zaheer's shoulders, but the karateka was quick to swat it off.

"Whatever! Be sure not to touch me like that again." He warned Scarlet.

"Sheesh, chill." Scarlet chuckled yet again.

"And do your damn job, by the way, instead of joking around like this." Zaheer spoke in a harsh tone.

Scarlet sighed. "You wanna see Sadanandan? Fine, follow me." 

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