Soulless resurrection

Sitting on the couch, Soulless sat drinking whiskey and reading a book, when the book was finished, he got up, went to the window and, taking a bottle of water, began to water the only flower in the apartment. After the recent events, he left for another country and began to live, as he himself says: “For himself.” It was an ordinary day, and while watching the news, there was a knock at the door. Soulless didn’t open it because he wasn’t expecting anyone, but someone really wanted to get inside, so he went to the door and looked through the peephole of the door and was extremely surprised, out of curiosity he opened the door and went to the sofa. A girl came into the apartment, she went into the hall and stood opposite the Soulless. -Hmm. I didn’t expect to see you here. Soulless said. - You’ve been hard to find. The girl answered. - Why did you come? The girl hesitated. -Well… In general… Come back. -Where to? -To us. - Corpses are not returned. “Oh, yes, you’re dead. - How did you find it? -Accidentally. - You don’t know how to lie. “All right, all right, I was looking for you almost as soon as you went missing. - I’m dead. - You and death are incompatible. “I’m mortal. The girl did not answer. - We need help. -Help? You have an agreement that the gangs help each other. -Clans. “Are you clans now?” Soulless said, finishing his whiskey. -Yes. Do you still drink whiskey? -Yes. Soulless said and filled his glass. - Listen, we really have problems, big problems. - Not interesting. -As usual. - There’s nothing interesting on TV, so you can tell me, but not for long. -Thank you. So we have big problems. After the war, we signed contracts, but not so long ago the Cleaners appeared. -Who are they? “The police decided to take a serious look at all of us, gathered a council of all countries and formed a squad to eliminate us. - Because you decided to get into other countries as well. -Yes… -Farther. “We fought back, and they tempered their ardor, but they still sometimes kill us in squares. And they copy you. - How’s that? - Katanas, pistols, are dressed in black suits, with white shirts underneath. “Katanas?” From the Special Forces? -Yes. -Hmm. “And there’s nothing we can’t do about them. “What do I have to do with it?” “You’re a soulless mother!” You can put down the units alone! The girl shouted. “I’m not a hero or Prometheus. - Rose is dead, Monocle is in a fool! Everyone is going crazy! Nat rules, but he’s on edge! -Dead? -Yes! She was killed in the last major skirmish, and at least you don’t care about henna! As you sat with a stony face, so you sit! “Why do you want me to start crying?” She knew what she was getting into. Everyone who didn’t have time to leave will die. - Yes, when we faced the Reds, we lost so much! -Yes I know. “And you fell it anyway!” -Left. -No! You’ve dumped it, but for what?! - I’ve accomplished my goal. “Did you find the cargo?!” -Yes. “And what was there, that you were sitting here and living an ordinary life?!” -I. -A what?! “I was there. “You’re crazy!” Not normal! “And you came to the psycho. -Yes! - Vika, did you come to persuade me to come back? - Not to persuade, but to ask! - And it looks like you’re persuading. - I signed a contract that I will help you! -Them. “And our treaty?!” “You’ve done it, it’s not valid. -Creature! What do you want?! Territory, take half of it! Take as much money as you want! Authorities?! What?! -No problem. I died and retired. “And what does a retired murderer do?!” -Live. “Do you live?!” And I thought you existed! - I’m alive now. I’m still in college, doing what I want, having a flower, sitting and reading, drinking whiskey, and I don’t owe anyone anything. “You’ve put so many people in for the fucking load, and now you’re pretending it never happened!” -Yes. - Ask for whatever you want! Just come back! -It’s a deal? -Yes! “Then I want nothing, but I’m not coming back either.” “you!” Vika turned around and left the apartment, slamming the door. - Hmm. Soulless said and took a sip of his whiskey, then turned on the TV and watched the news. Vika was walking down the street and thinking, when suddenly the phone rang. -Yes? - Hello, Vika, do I have an essay on law? And then I have to hand it over tomorrow — It was Mimosa. -Abstract… I’m busy right now, let me come and throw it to you. “All right, hurry up, or I’ll have to redo it.” -Okay. Vika hung up the phone and sat down on the nearest bench. - What is it all for? — After these words, Vika began to cry. -I… I can’t… Why are you such a bitch… In the meantime, Soulless was standing in the kitchen and preparing dinner. When he had finished cooking, he returned to the couch. No sooner had he opened a new book than the door opened and Vika appeared on the threshold again. Soulless paid no attention to her and began to read. Vika silently approached the Soulless One and fell to her knees, and the tears began to flow even harder. Soulless continued to read. - Y-Come back… - On my knees, even. -Yes… Ask for whatever you want. - Get interested. - Me, we’ll give it all away. Come back. - You don’t have anything. If you’re back like that, then it’s gotten worse. -Yes… “I have nothing to ask for. Ask the Bee for help. - She can’t, there are problems there too. - Because you have put down roots in other countries. -Yes… “I don’t need to help you. If you’d like, you can turn me in to the Cleaners. -You are welcome… No one else. Soulless took off his glasses and put down his book. - Vika, you have a nine-round pistol with you, it’s enough for me. Kill me, fulfill your wish, and leave as I do. -I… I can’t… I can’t kill you! - You have a choice. Interest me or kill me. -Interest? -Think. Soulless got up and went out onto the balcony. From the balcony there was a view of the sea, Soulless took a pack of cigarettes from the table and, taking out one, lit it. - I’ve decided. Soulless put out his cigarette and went back to the living room, sat down on the sofa and said: -And? - Close your eyes, I can’t kill you while you’re watching. Soulless closed his eyes silently and heard the rustling of clothes, then something pressed against him. Soulless opened his eyes, in front of him was Vicky’s face, she was naked. -Shut up. She said, then kissed him. Vika was lying, clinging to the Soulless. -Come back. - I said to interest me, not jump on me. -I hate you. - At the same time, you are snuggling up to me. “You’re soulless scum. -Yes. - Put so many people to your goal and leave. -Yes. - Why and why? - It’s simple. - That’s not the answer. -Answer. -No. - As you know. “Will you come back?” “You couldn’t get me interested. “So your best people are dead and you’re not interested in a room with white walls?” “We’re all going to end up there or there sooner or later. -Monster. -Yes. Vika got up and began to get dressed, after which she headed for the exit. -Wait. -A what? - At the nightstand, open the top drawer. Vika opened the top drawer of the bedside table. -Opened. “Take my dog tag from there.” Vika took out the Soulless Token. “Do you keep them?” - As you can see. “You didn’t give them away until you died. -… -Finally? -Yes. -Got it. Vika said and left. Soulless lay down for a while, then got up, dressed, and went out onto the balcony. As soon as he lit a cigarette, his phone rang. He went back into the living room and picked up the phone. -Hello. -Hello! How are you doing? -That’s all right. I study, I eat, I sleep. - Typical student. -Aha. And how are you? - Yes, it will. As long as the money is there, everything is fine. - Ha, I’m glad. What about language acquisition? “Damn it’s going to break your leg in that English!” - Where are you now? - Your mother wanted to fly to Italy, now we explain on our fingers what we want. -As usual. -But. - What’s the news? They say that some gangs have appeared. “Who knows, no one has been seen. - Well, you’re more careful there. -Naturally. “All right, I’ll go get ready for tomorrow, and you rest there.” “Well, at your expense.” -Naturally. - Okay, come on. “Bye-bye, Dad.” Soulless put down the phone.