My Hitman System

"Anil you lucky bastard," A man among a group of four teased the guy named Anil by rubbing his fist on Anil's head.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Hey don't," Anil tried to resist his colleague's fist but his attempts were in vain.

A minute later, Anil was glaring at the man because of whom a few strands of his hair broke.

"Why are you glaring at me like that? It's just a few strands," Mark replied casually.

"It might be a few strands for you but for me, they are my life!" Anil rebuked.

He took out his phone and looked at his head with his front camera.

He was suffering from partial baldness and was very sensitive about his hair.

"Just shave it off. You'll look a lot better," Luther suggested.

"Shave them off?! Are you crazy? How would you feel if I shaved that patchy moustache of yours? You've been nurturing it for a year now, Haven't you?" Anil rebuked.

"Alright alright, I was wrong," Luther admitted that he misspoke. He felt his moustache with his hand soon after.

Park suggested, "Hey it's a happy occasion no need to be so worked up. You've just been selected as one of the cameraman assistants who will be attending the swearing-in ceremony of the newly elected ministers,"

"I know right? The additional money you'll be receiving from the job, if you add that to the money you've saved so far, won't that be enough for a hair transplant operation? " Luther asked.

'Hair transplant,' Just from hearing the word an expectant expression formed on Anil's face.

Hair transplant. After doing that his confidence was sure to peak and he would be able to woo any women of his dreams. At least that's what he thought.

"Hey just look at this bastard imagining all kinds of things in his head," Mark snickered when he saw Anil's expression.

"You! Fine I'm not paying for you guys. Eat by yourself!" Anil pretended to be angry and stood up.

"Hey hey you bastard, apologize to Anil," Luthar retorted.

"It's his special day so let the man dream will you?" Park said

The other men admonished Mark the next moment.

Today's tea and cigs were Anil's treat so they naturally supported him.

Not far from this group of men an old man was sitting on a chair.

He was immersed in his newspaper and sipped his tea from time to time.

When their break was over they went back to the office building. Jin too got up from his seat and left. He'll be back later.

It was 5 PM.

After sharing an evening tea with his colleagues, Anil was returning home by a public bus.

"Where to?" The ticket collector asked him.

"Rennard Street," Anil bought the ticket and turned his head towards the window to pass his time.

Half an hour later, he exited the bus and started walking.

His apartment was just a 5-minute walk away.

Throughout his way Anil didn't realize that he was being followed.

"Ah!" A cry made its way towards Anil.

He immediately turned around to look at the source of the cry.

An old man had accidentally fallen on the ground. Seeing this Anil rushed towards the old man to help him stand up.

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"Are you okay sir?" Anil grabbed the old man by his shoulders and helped him stand up.

"Ah, thank you thank you, I'm fine now…my knee just gave in all of a sudden, old age you know haha," The old man chuckled while rubbing his waist.

It looked like he sprained some muscles there.

"Do you need me to guide you to your home?" Anil suggested when he saw this.

"No no, it's alright. Don't mind me. I'm still not that old that I would require help for walking," The old clearly conveyed that he didn't need any help.

'Maybe he's one of those who don't like relying on others,' Anil thought as he nodded towards the old man and started walking towards his home.

A few minutes later.

"I'm home," Anil said as he rang his doorbell.

"Brother you're home!" His 14-year-old sister opened the door and hugged him the next moment.

He smiled seeing this.

Anil's hair loss was not due to genetics but because of the stress he acquired after losing his parents when he was young.

He was forced to take care of himself and his younger sister all by himself from then on.

If not for his little sister he would have long given up on his life. She had been the only reason that was alive now.

"Did you study well?" Anil asked her with fondness clear in his eyes.

"Mhmm I completed all the assignments right after coming from school," She replied earnestly.

"Good! I'll make you some delicious dinner today to reward you then," Anil ruffled his sister's head as he made his way in.

"Yay!" The young girl cheered and was about to close the door but paused abruptly.

"Hmm?" She felt that she saw someone and squinted her eyes.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Anil asked seeing his sister standing at the door like that.

"I think I saw a black figure standing there?" The girl pointed her finger towards the stairs.

"Is that so?" Anil replied as he followed the direction in which his sister's finger was pointing.

He saw nobody there but just for the sake of comforting his sister he made his way towards the corridor and switched on the lights.

"See there's no one here," Anil replied as he looked around the well-lit corridor.

The girl furrowed her eyes but in the end, could only nod to it. They soon went inside.

Jin who had been hiding behind a wall appeared the next moment.

He stared at the closed door for a couple of seconds before descending the stairs.

He was now in possession of Anil's appearance and also knew his address.

From the little conversation he had heard between Anil and his little sister he knew that she was a school student.

Since the swearing-in-ceremony was on a Wednesday she would be at school when Jin would initiate his plan so her presence posed no problem for him.