By Zephyria 
5. Who’s More F****g Crazy
(You’re more f****g crazy)
one
The Station Chief, having heard the report in the morning, was naturally furious. He immediately summoned Dane and Grayson to his office, but upon seeing the disheveled state of the two giraffe-like men standing before him, he was even more dumbfounded. Aside from one of them having a palm-sized gauze pad stuck to his temple, it was difficult to determine who was in worse shape. Bruises, swellings, and traces of cuts and blood were evident everywhere, causing his heart to sink. Eventually, the Station Chief alternated between looking at the two overgrown men and yelling at the top of his lungs.
“What in the world is wrong with you two?”
Dane flinched at the tremendous roar, which rivaled the emergency siren echoing within the fire station, and Grayson unconsciously took a step back before returning to his place. Of course, the Station Chief continued without stopping, regardless.
“Causing a disturbance at a bar and getting reported! And you’re supposed to be firefighters! What happened to your duty to protect the property and lives of citizens? If you have a problem, you should go out and settle it between yourselves, but did you have to have a dogfight there? Is this a school? Am I the principal? Is it even possible for two guys who are two meters tall to fight like this and get called into the Station Chief’s office? Huh? Say something, if you have a mouth, say something!”
He shouldn’t have said that last part.
Dane tensed up for a moment, worried that the tactless Grayson Miller would say something stupid again, but unexpectedly, different words came out of his mouth than expected.
“It was self-defense.”
As Dane and the Station Chief looked at him simultaneously, Grayson continued nonchalantly.
“Striker here hit me first, so I was just defending myself. You see? Here.”
A large gauze pad was attached to one temple, which he pointed to with his index finger. The Station Chief was infuriated by his self-justification, which flowed out as if he had prepared it, but he could no longer blame him. This time, the Station Chief turned his anger toward the other.
“Dane Striker!”
“It wasn’t exactly self-defense…”
Dane reluctantly admitted, but he also had something to say.
“He deserved to be hit.”
“Why! For what reason!”
The Station Chief pressed him as if he had been waiting for it. Dane glanced at Grayson and spat out as if chewing the words.
“This bastard insulted me.”
“Insulted? How?”
The Station Chief was momentarily taken aback. This changed things. If Miller had made a hateful remark to Dane, it would become a problem for the entire department. Immediately tense, the Station Chief received Dane’s response.
“I can’t say.”
The Station Chief sighed at the deflated answer.
“How am I supposed to mediate or discipline if you don’t tell me?”
He softened his tone and asked coaxingly, but Dane’s attitude remained unchanged.
“Just discipline me, then. I won’t say.”
The Station Chief was infuriated once again by his stubborn silence.
“Then why did you say anything in the first place? You should have just kept quiet!”
As the Station Chief pointed out, Dane replied as indifferently as usual.
“I just wanted to make it clear that I didn’t hit him for no reason. I’m not a pervert, and I’m not a crazy bastard like this guy. He deserved to be hit.”
The Station Chief was dumbfounded by his insistence on justification and looked at Grayson this time. As if telling him to speak instead. But Grayson shrugged and gave an ambiguous smile.
“I don’t think it was an insult, but since he says it was, I’m afraid of being sued, so I can’t say anything.”
What kind of bullshit is this?
The Station Chief was now on the verge of needing blood pressure medication due to the absurd words they were taking turns spouting. The idea of someone from the Miller family being afraid of being sued was laughable.
“Don’t talk nonsense, Nathaniel Miller will take care of it!”
However, Grayson shook his head as if terrified.
“And then have him break my head again with a disease? I absolutely hate being in pain. If Striker doesn’t say anything, neither will I.”
The Station Chief groaned. It was clear that these guys had caused an accident, but since he couldn’t figure out the cause, he didn’t know how to discipline them. After racking his brain, he finally glared at them and issued the same punishment.
“Both of you, a three-month pay cut!”
“I object.”
An immediate protest came. Dane pointed at Grayson with a serious expression.
“This guy is rich. But a pay cut is devastating for me. Besides, I have a cat to feed, and you’re giving me a three-month pay cut? Is that fair? When we have different amounts of money?”
It was a valid objection. The Station Chief nodded and rescinded the previous measure.
“Then Dane gets one month, and Miller gets three months as is.”
“Wow, this is truly a scene of equality.”
Grayson mocked with a surprised expression, but the Station Chief pretended not to notice.
“Now, both of you get out of here, I don’t want to see your faces. Get out, get out now!”
At the increasingly loud shouting, the two had no choice but to turn around. The Station Chief continued to yell at their backs as they left the office.
“Next time, just shoot them! Why use your fists? What is this, the Stone Age? Why use your fists when you have a gun? Blow their heads off with a gun, I don’t want to see either of your faces, send one of you to heaven and the other to jail!”
The last words were cut off abruptly. Because Grayson had closed the door. Leaving behind the bewildered secretary, they came outside. Dane took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, feeling frustrated. A one-month pay cut meant he would have to postpone buying Darling’s new cat tower that he had put in his shopping cart on the shopping mall for next month.
Damn it, I’ve been planning this for months.
After seeing various items installed for cats in a celebrity’s revealed mansion, Dane immediately searched for the items. Of course, they were all incredibly expensive, and after much deliberation, Dane chose one of them. And he had been saving money by cutting back on spending for months, and he was finally going to buy it this month, but things had gone wrong like this.
A sigh came out involuntarily, but there was no way around it. He had no choice but to be grateful that it had been reduced to one month.
Even that was because the Station Chief had been lenient with Dane. It was the first time he had seen him get so angry with Dane. In particular, Dane was always cherished and protected as the fire station’s treasure, so if he was saying that much, it was clear that he wouldn’t easily let go of his anger.
Should I volunteer at the end of the year?
There was a group activity that the fire station held every year. They would go around orphanages and hospitals, giving gifts to the children and playing with them. It wasn’t a mandatory activity, so Dane had been enjoying the end of the year comfortably, going on trips with Darling and such.
As he thought this far, the culprit of this whole situation resurfaced. Grayson Miller, if that bastard hadn’t talked nonsense.
“Are you satisfied? You crazy bastard.”
As Dane glared at him with gritted teeth, Grayson shrugged nonchalantly.
“I don’t know why you’re angry when I received a harsher punishment.”
“The whole thing happened because you were talking bullshit in the first place.”
Dane received the words as if it were obvious, but Grayson instead tilted his head to one side and gave a strange smile.
“Don’t most people say they’re not an Omega when asked if they are? Instead of breaking someone’s head.”
He still hasn’t come to his senses. Dane thought. Well, he’s a Dominant Alpha, so he can’t be in his right mind in the first place.
“I’ve said it dozens of times already, but I’ll say it again. I’m a Beta.”
Dane spat out as if chewing the words through his clenched teeth.
“You should be able to remember it with your brain smaller than a walnut, you stupid bastard, after hearing it this many times.”
Dane deliberately pushed Grayson’s forehead with his second finger and turned around to walk away quickly. Grayson followed him slowly and said.
“You’re too noticeable.”
He continued to speak, raising his voice as if deliberately wanting him to hear.
“It’s hard to be a Beta with such outstanding looks as yours. You’re either an Alpha or an Omega, but an Alpha wouldn’t hide their Trait, and a Dominant Alpha can’t hide it… Well, an Omega either?”
Grayson raised the end of his sentence as if wondering and muttered while looking at the back of Dane’s head.
“Unless you’re a very special Omega.”
Dane simply raised his middle finger over his shoulder. Without stopping or even looking back, he left the place more quickly, thinking.
I really can’t just leave that bastard alone.