My Boss Is Secretly A Softie - Chapter 61

Chapter 61: What’s Fun Without A Little Madness?
“Sorry, but your reservations have already been canceled,” the well-built ginger-haired clerk explained calmly to them. Star and John were left dumbfounded while walking away from the counter. Oddly enough, Elara was just fine looking through her phone with rapt attention.

John sighed internally. How petty could someone be?

“I’m sorry,” Star apologized. “Knowing Terra, I should have expected this.”

Elara looked towards the short-haired lady, whose head hung low in sadness, and chuckled.

“Funnily enough, I predicted this.”

“What?” The duo looked at her, stunned, and then she showed them her phone.

She pointed before explaining, “This is the real reservation.”

They stared at her with dropped jaws, but without waiting for them, she left, leaving them quickly following after her.

***

They had arrived. It was an amusement park, and just as she had said, she really did make the reservation. Star laughed gleefully inside, well Terra failed woefully with this one. This Elara was as smart as ever. That was one thing that didn’t change for sure.

As soon as they alighted, Elara ran towards the bursting atmosphere. Excitedly, her eyes scanned everywhere, leaving her feeling overwhelmed. There was so much to explore.

“What are you waiting for?” she called out to the duo, who were still diddly-daddling. “Get your asses here!”

The duo:…

That rude little–

They did anyway, and the first thing Elara chose was the most ‘interesting’ ride.

Star stepped in with trembling feet. Maybe she was better off with Terra being dragged about after all.

***

Terra lay in the living room, munching a bucket of popcorn while watching TV with a blank gaze. She could barely hear a word of what the television was saying as her mind was somewhere else.

How was she boring? The thought annoyed her to no end. If anything, she was the most interesting one in this house! The only one capable of matching Elara’s devilishness– she became an energetic, chaos-loving monster after she turned 16.

“Is this my fault for ignoring it too long?” she thought anxiously.

No one else noticed, but she did. Perhaps because she had been hanging out a lot with her. Apart from her flippant behavior, another thing Elara had adopted was being utterly reckless.

Those two backstabbers were in for a day of panic.

She crunched her popcorn. From the looks of it, they had gone to another place. She wouldn’t lie that she wasn’t bothered. But when it came to Elara, she couldn’t even get mad at the bright-eyed imp.

A question that remained unanswered within her though was: What was Elara’s aim?

***

To discomfort them as much as she could—that was it.

Elara stared at the screaming lady and blank-faced man, whose body was as tense as ever, and smirked. She stood up.

“W-what the heck are you doing?” Star stuttered out amidst her terror.

Elara said nothing, and under the weary eyes of the duo, leaned over the ride, her hair blown into a mess. She chuckled, looking at the deathly pale fellows with a smirk.

“What if I fell through?”

John gritted his teeth, standing up immediately but was thrown back by the force of the ride.

“Elara, what the heck are you doing? Get out of here!”

Star was too traumatized to speak and was as pale as could be, and John clenched his hand into a fist while shouting at the smiling lady.

How was she even maintaining balance?

“Ngh~,” Elara moaned lightly, squinting her eyes. “I feel dizzy, but this is so fun.”

She leaned out even more, enough to see the other riders, who stared at her like she was a three-headed eldritch monster. Was she that ready to die?

Star trembled and was about to speak, but instead howled all contents of her stomach into the ride.

“Ew, get a grip,” Elara admonished harshly, leaning even further, leaving Star even more dizzied with anxiety.

Panic, anger, emotion, sickness, fear—all these weren’t the exact emotions to ‘enjoy’ having, and the little twat seemed to be very into their suffering.

How did Terra manage this? Or did Elara just have a bone to pick with them?

“Elara, please,” John looked with pleading eyes, increasing Elara’s grin.

She looked away from them, fully leaning out while yelling as the wind thrashed her hair and face madly. At one point, she kicked up her feet, and Star nearly fainted while John crouched to reach her, ready to grab in case anything drastic happened.

The ride eventually stopped, and they alighted, the two looking even more tattered than Elara, the daredevil. She smiled at them.

“Fun, right?”

Star snapped. “Fun? How is this fun?”

Elara rolled her eyes with a sneer. “Oh, we have a little bitch.”

“Excuse you?” Star shouted at her, extremely enraged, slapping away John’s hand that tried to calm her down.

Elara smirked. “Yes, a little whiny bitch, that’s what you are. God, you’re so useless. Even Terra, that idiot, could do better.”

“That’s what you think of us?” Star’s eyes widened incredulously and then she shut them in pain.

“Elara, I will beat the living daylights along with that cockiness right out of you. You are sixteen right now, don’t forget that.”

Elara squinted dismissively, leaning into the seething lady, she whispered, “Go on.”

It happened way too fast. Before John could do anything, Elara was slapped. Star glared at her fiercely with burning eyes.

Her face was tilted, and her cheeks stung. She licked the inside lightly, her expression as dark as ever. She pulled up her face, staring at Star with a smile that didn’t quite seem like a smile.

Star staggered backward. Yes, it was terrifying. Her eyes had lost their shine and looked like they had been overtaken by darkness. Her lips were stretched into a thin line, and her aura had distorted into something dreadfully chilling.

Her voice was low and gruff. “You are going to regret this.”

Before they could react, she snatched the key from John’s pocket, went to the car, and drove off, all in one move.

The two were left stranded, staring listlessly like fools.

“That’s my car,” Star muttered softly.

“She’s gone now though… and can she even drive?” John wondered aloud. “And… what was that?”

“I really… can’t tell.”

***

[Crash! Bam! Boom!]

Terra was awakened by the sound of objects being smashed. She staggered sleepily. It seemed to be coming from Star’s room.

She walked in and was left with the shock of her life. Inside was Elara with a berserker look holding a laptop in her hand.

Their eyes met and they stared at each other for a hot minute before Elara smiled beautifully, enough to leave Terra’s heart palpitating and mind momentarily blocked from the scene in site until she spoke.

“Oh, Terra. Ah, you’re quite late. I’m done.”

After saying that, she hurled the laptop to the floor with such strength it splattered. The monitor and keyboard tore apart from each other. The keys scattered, and the screen splintered into pieces.

She sighed deeply in relief as if letting out a long-held breath. Her face was no longer angry but now much calmer and with an amiable smile. It was almost like the monster Terra had seen a while ago had suddenly fazed out of existence.

Terra looked around in awe.

When Elara said she was done, she wasn’t kidding. Everything, even Star’s bed, had been smashed into pieces and the perpetrator was so thrilled she was giggling… it was obvious she regretted nothing.

Terra’s eyes met the anime figurines, and she cringed. Holy shit, this was going to get very messy.

“Well, I’m off to Terry’s.”

In her moment of shock, Elara managed to sneak past her out of the room.

“I’ll be taking your car. See you in three days,” Elara added with a grin.

“W-wait! What?!”

Before Terra could make sense of anything, the imp had already helped herself to her key and vanished in the same phantom-like manner she had arrived.

Terra was left alone in the room, which was filled with damaged properties.

What the heck was she going to do now?

***

Meanwhile, Star and John had decided to make good use of their reservations.

“We should leave,” John spoke while ordering an Uber.

“Yeah, hopefully, Elara is much better now, so we can talk,” Star sighed. She felt very guilty for slapping the lady. She should have been calmer—her damned anger issues.

“Oh, our Uber will be here in 10 minutes. Wanna grab something, or—”

Star’s drastic change in mood cut John off.

He flinched. What was this? What was with this terrible aura!?

He peeked into the lady’s phone and was left stunned. On it were two pictures and two messages.

A gift; followed by an image of a thoroughly mangled car with no saving grace.

I took good care of your babies most especially; followed by an image of a completely devastated room.

John gulped.

‘Holy shit, this just got out of hand.’