220 Fort Yano (6)

<Author's note: The things (racism, sexism, political views, etc.) depicted or mentioned in this story do not reflect the real world and are purely coincidences. If they do, please keep in mind that they are simply for world-building and are only work of fiction. Thank you for your understanding.>

8:11 pm.

Fort Yano, Central.

Inside the gym.

Vincent and his platoon team were sitting at one of the tables.

There were tons of food and drinks on the table and each soldier had a woman beside them.

On the stage, there were two men dressed in gowns and wearing wigs singing a song with a live band behind them.

"Hey, hey, marry me, Marcky~~!"

"Hey, hey, M-A-R-C-K-Y~~!"

"Hey~~!"

Clap!

The crowd offered a round of applause.

"Thank you very much, ladies and gentleman. Thank you for coming in this wonderful evening," said one of the performers.

"Yes, yes, thank you very much for coming, people," said the other performer.

"And for those who don't know us yet, I am Chevy!"

"And I'm Chika!"

"And we are the Chevy-Chika Duo!" both of them said.

Clap!

The crowd offered around of applause once again.

"Chevy, what is this I heard that you used to work at a bar?" said Chika.

"A bar?" said Chevy.

"Before the show started, I was talking with Ma'am Jessible at the back. She mentioned to me that before you decided to become a comedian, you used to work at a bar."

Chevy turned to the crowd and said, "Yes, that's true, ladies and gentlemen. Before I decided to become a comedian, I used to work at Bar Termine in Kelurga City for 4 years."

"Oh, I know that bar. It's quite famous and expensive."

"Yes, it's owned by a foreigner."

Muwin was one of those brown-skinned Asian countries that allow foreigners to set up a business in the country. However, there are a lot of conditions attached. This is mainly because of Muwin's colonial past.

"What was your work there?"

"Waitress."

"Waitress? You, a waitress? Are you sure you weren't a cook or delivery boy there?"

"Hello? Look at my beauty. It's waitress material."

"Eh… Are you for real?"

"Why?"

"I just can't believe that someone would hire you as a server."

"Hmph!" Chevy harrumphed and flipped his hair. "In fact, when I was working as a waitress there, many customers would leave me tips because of my beauty, especially the foreigners. And the foreigners that leave me the highest tips are Regisians and Iustians."

"Eh…? Really? Are you sure they weren't giving you money because they were afraid of you?"

"Huh? What makes you say that?"

"Because you have a face that looks like a snatcher."

"You!" Chevy said and shoved Chika.

Toink!

There was a background sound effect.

"Okay, okay, I believe you!" said Chika.

"Hmph! Do you know that foreigners like women like me? Dark, sexy and mysterious~" Chevy said as he did a sexy grind and then flipped his hair.

"You're not even a real woman, though."

"You!" Chevy said and shoved Chika.

Toink!

"I'm just kidding!" said Chika.

"You really have a low opinion of me, don't you?"

"That's not true. And plus, like I said, I was just kidding."

"Well, guess what, do you know that even though I look like this, I've been to abroad?"

Chika flashed a shocked expression and said, "You went abroad?! There are actually countries that would accept you?!

"What do you mean by that?!"

Toink!

"Hey, hey, stop it! Stop it! I'm going to trip from my heels!" said Chika.

Chevy stopped shoving Chika.

"Seriously, why are you so quick to being physical?" said Chika.

"This really confirms it. You really look down on me just because you're more good-looking than I am. Don't you know that you've only beaten with a few baths? If you didn't take a bath for a week, you'd look just like me."

"Oh God forbid. If that happens, I don't think I can go on living."

"See?"

"Anyhow, you know I'm just being a good friend, right?"

"A good friend? This is what a good friend does?"

"Oh, tell me, what do want, a friend who lies or a friend who's honest?

"…"

"And plus, the fact that we can be honest and joke about each other just proves that we're close."

"..."

"Am I right or am I correct?"

"Yeah, I guess you're rig -- Hey, wait a minute. Isn't right and correct the same?"

"Don't worry about the details," Chika said and waved his hand. "Okay, so tell me, what countries have you been to? You said you've been to abroad, right?"

"Malkia."

"Oh, Malkia. That's an African country, right?"

"Yes, yes. It was such a beautiful country -- the city, the people, the land, everything. Very vibrant. I even got to go meet those tribes you see in the National Geographic channel."

"Heh~ Really?"

"Yes~! And to be honest, I would've become their queen there if I stayed there permanently. As a matter of fact, even when I first landed at the airport, everyone turned their heads and looked at me and wanted to take pictures with me."

"Are you sure they weren't looking at you because they were confused and thinking, 'Why is there a monkey walking around and dressed in clothes?'"

"You!"

Toink!

"Hey! Hey! Stop! I'm seriously going to trip! You're seriously so physical!"

"So stop insulting me."

"I mean, come one, just look at you. Wouldn't they mistake you for some rare species of a monkey and then hunt you down?"

"You!"

Toink!

"I'm just kidding! I'm just kidding!"

Chevy stopped shoving Chika, folded his arms together on his chest and said, "You're already starting to hurt my feelings."

"Aw~ I'm sorry," Chika said and hugged Chevy, "You know that I don't mean anything I say. Please forgive me. I love you, bestie~!"

"Okay, okay..." Chevy said and leaned his head over to Chika's head. "You know that I also love you, bestie, so I can't stay mad at you forever."

"Thank you, bestie~!" Chika said before stepping away. "Come on, tell me what other countries have you visited?"

"Yeppun."

"Oh wow... I heard that it's very nice there. It's clean, super modern and the people there are very fashionable."

"Yes, yes. Even the men there are very fashion conscious. They're so fashion conscious that it's acceptable for men to wear makeup there."

"Really? Wow."

"But did you know, when I got there, even the Yeppunians were blown away by my beauty?"

"Eh…? Sorry, Chevy, you're my best friend and all, but this, I have to be honest. I just can't see it happening, because when it comes to beauty and fashion trends here in Asia, Yeppunians are the ones who are leading it. The standard of beauty is so strict there that people there would spend hundreds of thousands of dollars just to look beautiful."

"See? This is what I'm talking about. I just forgave you and now you're insulting me already."

"But Chevy --"

"Let me tell you what happened."

"Okay."

"So I went to visit one of the plastic surgery clinics there. And when I entered, I went straight to the information desk and said --"

"Wait, you went to check out a few of the plastic surgery clinics there?"

"What? You think I can't afford it? I have money, you know."

"Really now. If that's the case, then why are you still ugly?"

"You!"

Toink!

"Ouch!"

"Let me finish my story, okay? You keep interrupting me," said Chevy.

"Okay, okay, sorry."

"So I visited a plastic surgery clinic, went straight to the information desk and then said: Make me even more perfect. I don't care how much I have to pay. I will even pay 10 times the amount!"

"Wow!"

"Of course!" Chevy said before flipping his hair and flashing a smug expression. "Do you know what the woman at the information desk said?"

"What did she say?"

"She said: Ma'am, we're very sorry. We don't perform miracles here. The church is just a few blocks down the road."

"..."

"And to make sure, I even went to 10 other clinics and they all said the same thing!" Chevy said and then looked at Chika. "See? What now? You keep insulting my beauty when --

Toink!

This time, it was Chika who shoved Chevy.

"Ouch! Why did you push me?"

"Oh my God, Chevy. I thought you were just ugly. But stupid as well?"

"Who are you calling stupid, Chika? Don't you know that those employees were basically saying that I didn't have to go through plastic surgery because I'm already so perfect and the only thing left for me to do is to go to the church and thank God for blessing me with such beauty?"

Chika placed her hand on Chevy's shoulder.

"Chevy…" Chika's lips started to quiver, unable to say the words and instead just hugged him.

"Chika?"

"Shhh… It's okay, Chevy. Starting from now I will believe everything you say and not judge you anymore..."

"Chika? Chika, why do I have this feeling like you feel sorry for me?"

"Shhh… It's okay, it's okay…."

The duo broke the embrace and bowed as they said, "Thank you, ladies and gentlemen!"

Clap!

The crowd gave a round of applause.

"And now let's sing another song for our audience, Chevy."

"Yes, Chika."

"Hit it!"

Griiinnnggg!

The live band started performing.

"When I first saw you I approached and said hello~~"

"You were the most beautiful thing that I have seen on Earth~~"

If in the southern region of Muwin people they have a strong stance against the LGBT community to the point they would openly discriminate and sometimes even attack its members, here in the north or among the places where the Trinitian religion was dominant, people tolerate the LGBT community but they don't really "accept" them.

As long as they don't step over the line or be a nuisance, everything was good.

In fact, whenever a person from the LGBT here in Muwin would try to raise awareness about their plight, they would immediately be shut down with: "Muwin is a third-world country. The country has far more important issues to solve compared to your identity crisis issue."

Muwin is after all a conservative country.

Vincent grabbed his mug of beer from the table and took a few gulps.

Gulp.

Clink.

He placed his mug back on the table and then picked some food.

"Mr. Captain, you didn't like their performance?" a woman beside him and had her hand on his lap said.

The woman was one of the employees of the event.

The gym where this event is being held was a multi-purpose gym originally used for sporting events and other indoor programs.

But ever since the zombie apocalypse which gave humans the power of the System, the officials here in Fort Yano banned the use of the gym for sporting events because it only caused injuries among the participants and there was also property damages.

"It's good," said Vincent.

The woman moved her hands deeper between Vincent's thighs, pressed her lips near his ear and then whispered, "Why is it always the hottest ones who don't like to talk or doesn't talk much?"

Vincent smiled and said, "That's not true."

"Captain, they're pretty funny, right?" said one of the soldiers.

It was the soldier behind the wheel earlier this afternoon who invited him to attend this event.

"Yeah."

"And to think that they do this 3 times a week and try their best not to use the same material as much as possible on each performance, I think it's pretty impressive. I wonder why they weren't famous before the zombie apocalypse. Or perhaps they were but not that famous."

"You're a fan of this type of comedy?"

The soldier scratched his head and said, "To tell you the truth, captain, I used to do stand-up comedy back in college but it didn't get anywhere. It was just more of a hobby, nothing serious at all."

"I see. Maybe one of these days you could perform. From what I remember, you seem to have a good sense of humor."

"Haha… I don't know about that, captain."

"Hey, where's Young, by the way?" said another soldier.

"He said he was going to visit that chick at Block B and will catch up," another soldier answered.

"He's probably boning her right now. Hahaha~!" said another soldier.

"Speaking of the devil, look who it is!" one of the soldiers said.

Vincent and company turned to the direction where the soldier was looking.

"Young, you're late! Where have you been?"

One soldier got up, went over to James, put his arm around his neck and said, "Young, come sit and drink!

"Not now," said James.

"Waitress!"

One of the girls on their table got up and went over to the bartender to get some drinks.

"So, were you able to score?"

James pushed the soldier's arm around his neck and made his way to Vincent.

When he got to Vincent, he saluted and said, "Sir, there's someone who wants to meet you and he's waiting outside."

"Hmm?"

"His name is Nathan."

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