#I finished this sketchbook a while ago and started my new one >:)!! it’s gibberish rn because I had art block for a few days

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ART SCHOOL | Q&A with DETH P. SUN

Influenced by the works of Richard Scarry, Charles Schultz, and the likes of Tove Jannson, artist Deth P. Sun’s interest in art and zines started early on–from drawing everything in an encyclopedia to creating his first zine in high school. From that point on, Deth has been a prolific painter, zine maker, and doodler, focused on making his art on his own terms. With his central hero– a genderless cat – Deth explores various  natural and strange worlds through a subtle narrative, created by his brushwork, ambiguity, and color palettes. 

Find out more about Deth’s art, his wordless storytelling, and what inspires him by taking the leap below. 

Photographs courtesy of the artist.

Introduce yourself?   My name is Deth P. Sun, I’m an artist living in a tiny coastal town in Northern California, but most of my adult life was spent in the Bay Area, primarily in Oakland and Berkeley. I tell people I’m Cambodian, which is mostly true.

When did you begin having an interest in art and painting? How or why do you think you gravitated towards this profession? I’ve always enjoyed drawing, I think I kind of like getting better at it and learning about new things that are centered around that. It’s one of the cheaper hobbies to get started in as a kid. It’s not really a thing I think about too much these days. Mostly I wonder how my life was set by my 17 year old self.

How do you describe your work to people who maybe unfamiliar with it? Until I moved to this town I live in now, I kind of never had to. Mostly because I don’t meet new people outside of my circle. I just tell people I’m a graphic artist. If they want more info I just stare at them blankly because I think it’s kind of rude to ask strangers what they do for a living.

There are various aspects to your paintings from being narrative and storytelling to those that feature various painted objects and natural things. Can you tell us a little bit about the narrative elements of your works and how that came about? Yeah, I just like suggesting that there’s a narrative with my work, which isn’t that hard as long as you don’t stray too much from your pallette or reuse images to find in each painting. I kind of like seeing a whole set of paintings, that’s when you sense that there is a story.

When did you protagonist character start to take shape? How did that evolve and come-about? I’ve just always drew a character like that. Probably in high school. It’s been so long I don’t really remember. It probably came from my sketchbook. Most of my sketchbooks are kind of boring because it was just me repeatedly drawing the same stuff until I got better at it. I think I was trying to draw a cat and I drew something else that I liked.

In some of your other works, you paint collections of items from food, mushrooms, crystals to swords and old style cell phones. How did these paintings originate for you? Were you finding yourself sketching certain things that you read about or were you just obsessed with a certain object that week? My parents taught themselves English using Richard Scarry books so they were the first books I had my hands on. It’s just pages and pages of him drawing things with words describing what they were underneath. When I was younger I had this project where I’d take an encyclopedia and try drawing everything in it. I think I only got to M. Also when I was kid while drawing in my sketchbook I would just run out of stuff to draw so I’d go room to room drawing everything in each room.

It was just a thing to kill time.

How has where you live and its landscape influenced the work you create?  What’s your favorite thing about residing there? I guess it does a little, but I think I drew the stuff and then when I got here, I liked it a lot, so I ended up on this tiny coastal town on the bluffs. I started drawing weird epic landscapes after watching a bunch of Swedish films a few years ago.

What was your last adventure or walk through your neighborhood that showed up in one of your work, thematically or just visually? One time a friend invited me to a barbeque. They lived near the train tracks a couple of miles from me, so I walked up the tracks passed the cemetery and over a few tressel bridges. It was really nice walk. Met a turtle. They had to come down and get me because I didn’t know the path to their house, and it was getting dark.

What IS your favorite thing to draw or paint? Do you have an UNfavorite thing to draw or paint? I like drawing pineapples. I hate when strangers ask me to draw them. I want to punch them in the face.

When did you start picking up the paint brush and taking your works to the canvas? What do you enjoy about painting vs. drawing? The first time I painted was in my high school art class, I think like most other Americans. I was using tempera, so it sucked. But I started buying acrylic soon after. I think painting and drawing is kind of the same thing, or least I just paint like I’m drawing. I don’t think it was a strange transition.

What’s a typical day like for you at home and in the studio? What’s your process like? I fill out internet orders sometimes, or a wholesale order. Sometimes I draw. Mostly I get up and look at my email and go, “I have a lot of stuff to do and this is gonna suck”. I don’t really multitask, so it’s usually me filling out orders for 8 hours and trying to get to the post office before 4:30 while watching dumb shit on the internet, or me helping a friend screen print in my garage, or if I have a show just ignoring everything else in life and painting for two months.

A few years ago I kind of got burnt out of making a living with just painting. So I was like maybe I should make more t-shirts and prints. So I ended up moving to Fort Bragg and screenprinting more stuff and making more drawings toward that. But now my days are filled with me screen printing and filling out small orders or hanging out on my computer photoshopping all day. So now I’m in some other kind of hell.

What are your go-to art tools? A Pilot Hi-Tec C (They’re called G-Tec 4s in other places) pen. I use the .4, but should probably switch to .5. You have to have a light touch with them or else they’ll jam. 

Right now I enjoy using Mitsubishi pencils, but the cheap Mirado Black Warrior pencil you can get at most stationary store is just as good.

Been filling a sketchbook using Opaque markers. Posca’s are pretty good, but the color choices are limited, so I started buying Molotow. The Molotow’s can be refilled so they might end up being a better value.

Lately I’ve been painting with cheap $2 craft paints mostly because I don’t like mixing colors. Just bought a few of the Martha Stewart’s at Michaels. I still buy Golden and Liquitex, but it’s nice to mix in other stuff.

Not only do you draw and paint, you are always printing and creating zines of your works. Do you remember your very first zine you made? Are you working on a new zine? The first zine I made was pretty horrible. It was staple at the top corner, and I gave it out to my friends when I was in high school. I put everything precious in a box before I left for college and when I came back my dad had threw it out. At the time I was pretty bummed, but now I’m glad I don’t have to deal with that. I’m always working on something. Sometimes things take a really long time. I drew everything I ate while in England and Scotland several years ago and just now getting it all together. I’ve gotten rejected from a bunch of zine fairs, so there really isn’t a urgency to get it finished. I’m thinking of making one for the tiny town I’m in, and other that’s like a newspaper, but filled with just my gibberish drawing of words.

Do you have a favorite zine maker out there you’d like to share with folks? I’m pretty excited to  be tabling at Comics Art Brooklyn. Last year  I sat nearby Evan Cohen (http://www.evanmcohen.com) who I had just bought zines online from a few weeks before so that was kind of unexpected. He makes rad work. There was a few other artists there whose work I enjoyed. I came home with a lot of nice prints which I never really get from strangers. Stuff from Natalie Andrewson, Tiny Splendor, most everything Peow Studios publishes, and Jen Tong. I like this zine called Terror House by Sammy Harkham that I’d buy a few to give out to friends and the zines my friend, Evah Fan makes.

What are you constantly inspired by? And who are some of your early and current art influences? I think what keeps me going is random problem solving with how I paint. Or maybe the natural world. I don’t really know if I’m being totally honest.   I grew up reading Peanuts. It has it’s good moments. I think I became comfortable with not always having to be in the up. I really like Tove Jannson’s work.. I’m not a fan Tintin, but I like the way Hergé uses color and lines. I was lucky enough to come to the Bay Area while the Mission School was around and Yoshitoma Nara had a few shows, so it made it okay for me to make paintings the way I do.

What do you do when you are not painting, drawing or making zines? How do you find yourself unwinding? I watch a lot of dumb shit on youtube and take long walks. Each week I go to a game night where I do board games (Catan, Ticket to Ride, Dixit, Pirates Cove are in the usual rotation). I like to cook and have people over. I actually unwind by drawing and watching a lot of basketball while listening to basketball podcasts.

What advice would you offer to an aspiring artist who might wanna follow in your footsteps? Be nice to everyone you meet ever. Always try to learn. Don’t get caught up in what people think of you or your work. Know that if you keep on doing something you’ll get better at it. Pick up different hobbies. Make friends with other artists. Be open to all opportunities. Get used to rejection.

What’s your best Art School tip that you want to share with folks? Some random wisdom you learned through your personal journey or just while making art? You know I don’t know if I’m the best person to get advice from since I sort of carved out this weird existence. When you’re young, it’s easy to get caught up in weird things and maybe a person should just get caught up in those things. I do meet old school mates who have regrets about how their time in art school was spent, but I don’t think there’s a right or wrong way of doing it. I think there really isn’t any rush, and also if you feel like you “failed” you can always just get back up because no one is really paying attention.

I think I hear a lot from folks who worry that they’re too old to try painting or doing art for a living. And I’d hear this from someone who’s like 25 or 30. But there really isn’t a deadline to any of this stuff and also no one really knows how old anyone is. I think everyone’s trying to get to some sort of finish line, but really just existing and making work is all there is.

What do you think you’d be doing if you weren’t an artist? In an alternate universe, what career would Deth find himself doing? I’d probably be working in tech if I’m being honest with myself.

What’s a question you never get asked in an interview that you wanna ask yourself and answer? There really isn’t.

What are your favorite style of VANS? My favorite Vans were the slip ons with a grey herring bone pattern on them. I had 4 or 5 pairs, but I think they switched to a smaller pattern because I couldn’t find them again.

What’s coming up for you the rest of the year or into the next? Comic Arts Brooklyn (http://comicartsbrooklyn.com), a solo show in January at Spoke Art (https://spoke-art.com) in San Francisco. I’ll have stuff at a print fair in Oakland (https://www.oaklandprintfair.com), and an art book fair in Berlin (http://www.friendswithbooks.org/content/about) through Vanilla Studios (http://vanillastud.io).

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From Enemies To Friends

CHAPTER ONE

Both of them have nothing in common. She terrorise opponents and teammates alike; he cover turfs and run away from opponents at first sight. She thought it's going to be the solution; he thought it's life or death situation. What makes them become the legendary duo in Turf War History?

Author’s Note : All of this is ENTIRELY NON-CANON. I’m still working on my writing skills. Thank You and Enjoy, hopefully.

“Wow, this is Inkopolis Plaza? It’s so much more cooler than you let on, Nick!” a blue inkling boy, wearing the classic Starting Gears, exclaimed as he looked around the place he’s going to grow up independently. The buzzing crowd, the fresh air, the outstanding Booyah Base and the sleepy cat just outside from the Deca Tower, he love it.

A man, wearing a red yukata with a unique symbol on the back and a matching bucket hat, chuckled as he put downs the last luggage into the pile onto the cart. “I can’t said the same thing though, Erek. After all, I still have that traumatic memory at here. Barely surviving before I met Mistress.” He arranged the luggage to make sure it won’t fall. “Talking about Mistress, she is sure spoil you to the core, kiddo! Making sure you did your best with these sick gears!”

Erek looked at the mountain-like luggage before sighing, “Geez, Grandmama shouldn’t pack this much! What am I suppose to do with all of this, Nick?”

“Well, all of it is to make sure you have a fun time playing.”

“Fun? Do you see this shirt? It’s stacked full with Damage Up!”

“That is the definition of fun for Mistress, kid. Do you want me to take this luggage of food from the pile? You always want to cook for yourself, kiddo.”

“Oh yeah, thanks! Wait... I’m being mean... I really need to apologize to Blan. They put effort to this...”

“Erek, they won’t mind if you take a portion of it for dinner.”

The boy brighten up quickly. Before Nick could push the cart, Erek push him away so he could handle the cart himself. “Sorry, Nick but I want to do this myself. I’m a grown inkling now!”

Nick tear up a bit before drying his eyes on his yukata. He couldn’t believe that the boy that he helped to raise suddenly become independent now. He was so glad to got chosen to help his young master to move out, even though it’s by cheating. “Want me to accompany you? It’s gonna be our last time hanging out with each other, kid.”

“Sure, Nick! Beside, who say I’m going to stay here forever? I would still go back home to visit you guys! After all, we are still family!” Erek exclaimed before pushing the cart. The man almost cried. “Thank you for accepting me, young master...” he whispered before following behind him.

~~~~~~~~~~

In all of Piranha Pit maps, battles are still going on or in the middle of calculating the results. Out of all of them, one of the map catches the eyes of all the people in the Spectators Only Area. The map are almost covered in purple ink and the Yellow team is still inside their base, refusing to go out with that one Inkling girl, wearing the Starting gear and equipped with Splattershot Jr, waiting outside while playing around with her Splat Bomb. She look bored as she glanced through the Yellow team again and again, waiting for at least one of them to come out from their base.

“What in the Zapfish are we gonna do, Skul?! There are only two of them and four of us! We can’t keep this up! We are the cod damn Team B-Rush! Our reputation...” one of the members, wearing SQUID GIRL Tunic, cried in frustration as he plopped down to the floor. Another member, who seems to be cosplaying as one of the Barbershop Quartet, sighed dramatically as he patted his friend on the head, “I know, Fishy. This is a very unfair battle at first, ironically. To think they balance their ‘two disconnected teammates’ situation out with that Monster Rookie... that Stealth boy got lucky.”

The timer struck down to one minute and ten seconds when the girl’s only teammate finally appears. The Stealth Goggles boy seems to be cocky as he squid-taunt towards the team. He stopped before got glared down by the Monster Rookie, whimpering while apologising to her. “Ugh, I want to splat that guy. Can I splat that guy?” another inkling, wearing Squid Nordic, tried to step out before got hold up by the cosplayer. “GG, wha-”

“Choco, that dangerous woomy is still out there. Three seconds out of the base, KERSPLAT, and you are a goner.” GG interrupted as he re-analyse their situation. As much as he didn’t want to admit, Team B-Rush had no hope in winning unless that girl got splatted miraculously. Each time they leave the Respawn Point separately, they ended up getting splatted out of nowhere. Whenever they leave as a group to split her attention, she somehow managed to splatted them all before they could even inked up to their specials. Try to splat her as a group, managed to dodged each hits before splatting them into an oblivion.

“Guys, stop installing fear yourself! Get your act together! Monster Rookie or what not, she’s still a beginner!” the leader of Team B-Rush, Skul with his untied long tentacles, shouted as he nervously looked at the timer. 50 seconds left and that girl is still not moving an inch since she stand there. Team B-Rush have reputation as a team formed with Splatubers and Splartist, and now he fear that this kind of gameplay would make their fans disappointed or even worse, quitting their fan club. Fishy stopped his gibberish tantrums as he glared at Skul.

“Beginner?! Skul, you know better than this! How could she still a beginner?! She debuted two months ago and almost everyone is terrified of her! Remember last week? That devil squid splatted Crystal fifteen times in one match! Fifteen! Splats! Our combined splats against Crystal can’t even best that rookie’s score! And you said she’s still a beginner? When she splatted our ace multiple times?” Fishy stated angrily as he start to pulled his tentacle. What he said is true. That insquid girl really splatted their ace player so much that Crystal is still locked in her own room, drawing disturbing image that portrayed that Monster Rookie a devil under the sea.

Each of them was starting to getting restless as the girl in front of them starting to resemble the drawings in Crystal’s sketchbook. It’s not helping that the timer struck down to forty seconds and half of the spectators are their fans. The Squid Nordic boy suddenly shouted, “Guys, I think I have a plan to overturn this match!”

“It better is, Choco, it better is.”

~~~~~~~~~~

As they walked on, the workers inside the their shops stopped what they are doing and stared at them in disbelief. Few of the shop owners started to shout orders at their employee. Nick knew this is going to happen if he wears clothes with that specific symbol, but he still wears it in order to make his young master to get more respect. After all, Erek have a... unique play style. Despite the fact that the symbol indeed make some difference, he still worries that Erek is going to make friends that have ill intentions. Though it’s so funny to listen the commotion from the outside.

“Waiting for, what are you? Dirty tables, clean you must!”

“Be more representable, sleepyhead! Your messy behaviour might change the fate of this Zekko shop that its company managed to settle!”

“Replace those outdated magazines into new ones, my little darlings! Must not disappoint those unannounced visitors!”

“You three! Better not mess up this time! The Shogun Family gave this place one last chance and I don’t want to see this restaurant get closed down because of you meddling troublemakers! Do I make that clear?!”

“Nick? World to Nicholas!” Erek raised his voice a bit, finally catching the man’s attention. “Whew, got your attention. You zoned out a lot! We reached my place already! Don’t you wanna come inside?” Erek asked before unloading his stuff from the cart. “Man, Suzuki pack a lot of books in this luggage! Do I have time for all of this? I haven’t finished that book for a long time.”

“ ‘Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince’... do you know what will happen to Dumbledore?” Nick smirked as he sort out between gears and daily outfits. It is terrible on knowing how much some of those ugly clothes cost. What were those idiotic designers thinking when they make this? Why does Kevin think this is the peak of fashion? He glanced at his distracted master before slipping all the ugly clothes into a disposal bag. 

“I don’t know, Nick... Is it good?” he finalised his thought before turning to his friend, startling him as Nick quickly closed the bag tightly. Luckily, the boy isn’t aware what’s going on. Nick took a relief breath before answering, “It depends, kid. I need to get out and take out the trash, if you may excuse me.”

“Okay, Nick. Can you throw this as well, please? It’s a piece of receipt that I forgot to throw it and I kinda use this as a bookmark.”

“Sure thing, kid. You have a proper bookmark, right?”

“I think so... I just don’t know where I put it...”

“Okay, Mr I-have-more-than-ten-bookmarks-but-I-don’t-know-”

“Nick...”

“Geez, make it twenty then.”

“THAT’S NOT THE POINT!”

Nick laughed after he quickly ran out of the door, leaving a shouting boy behind as he locked the door. He adjusted his yukata before rushing to the elevator. The door is almost closing but Nick is faster to reach it. When he enter, he met someone he thought he never going to meet again.

~~~~~~~~~~

“Hey, Tres! Over here! See if you can catch me!” Skul yelled as he inked up a path down the conveyor belt on his left side of his base. The girl seems to took the bait and chase him, not realising that his teammates were on the other side of the map covering turf after they splatted her teammate. It’s like a game of catch between the two of them. Skul is lucky that he have Swim Speed Up stacked fully in his gears, with Ninja Squid to caught her off guard. He was mentally celebrating for his survival when he suddenly got splatted by the Stealth boy, who seem to have respawn. Before the girl realised what’s going on, she heard cans opening.

“SPECIAL WEAPONS! INKZOOKA/KILLER WAIL/INKSTRIKE!” Three members of Team B-Rush shouted in unison as they targeted at both members of the purple team and blast off their special weapons. This is Choco’s plan, and it seems that there’s no way those two would get away from the chaotic special deliveries. 

“Did you all get them, especially her?” the leader spoke through the Speaker Screen. He always have high hopes for his team but not much hope for their plan execution. The plans in his teams are always easier said than done. So, he couldn’t believe how much effort his team is putting for a beginner rather than highly profreshional players.

“Yep, I think so! There’s no way they could make it out alive, Skul. I have that Stealth boy in my Splat ScreeAAAAAH!” Choco screamed suddenly. Another shout and bomb could be seen exploding at the enemies’ base. Before Skul could even react further, Fishy swore bad censored words before shouting, “YOU HAVE THAT BUBBLER READY FROM THE START?! OH COME O-GAH!”

Sound of splatting have been heard from the speaker and Skul was too shocked to speak. And then, realisation hit him. Did he saw her activate her special weapon, even once, in the match? Tres has never been splatted in this entire match, which means that she already inked up her special gauge and find the right timing to use the Bubbler. “That inkling is no beginner... She must been planned everything out from the start... What kind of squid is that girl?!” He plopped down to the floor as the match ends.

Tres looked at them disappointedly before retreating in front to Judd Result Stage.

~~~~~~~~~~

“Oh my...” a light grey inkling, which had her tentacles tied in a large bow on the right side of her head and wears a black corset dress with three lime green stripes in the front, chuckled lightly in her living room as she watch Team B-Rush stared at Judd in disbelief through her SquidPad. 86.3% to 11.8%, that must be the highest record for some team with two disconnections. “What a powerhouse girl...” she curiously thought, “... no wonder she was named Monster Rookie.”

Another inkling, which had her black tentacles tied in a large bow on the back of her head while leaving the ends to dangle and wears a similar corset dress with pink stripes, came rushing through the main door with plastic bags, shouting, “Marie, you have no idea what happen! Do you know those popular Splatube sensations play against that overpower solo player? Team B-Rush? Monster Rookie? I run back home as fast as I can to tell you that-”

“They lose, Callie? I know, that’s the SquidPad for you,” Marie looked up to her pouting cousin as she turned off her devices calmly, “Tres Perdere won with 30 splats. And she got away from the special chaos with a Bubbler.” Callie quickly settled down her bags and plopped down to the sofa with Marie. “Oh my zapfish! She’s so cool! To think she just debut that start with a BANG like that!”

“I know, Cal. I wonder if we could battle against her... or even recruit her as Agent 3 for Squidbeak Splatoon.” the light grey inkling wondered, “On the second thought, maybe those squiddos are exaggerating when they post things like ‘She’s worse than the devil squid itself!’ or ‘Can’t get out unless you want to suffer’.”

“But, Marie~! She’s like a Holy Zapfish level type of squid! Tres beat up Crystal who was like, the undefeated champion of the Hill of Rollers! I co-host that League for two seasons and Crystal was like ZAM and KERSPLAT to all those opponents! And there’s Tres splatted her like she was nothing!”

“Please, Cal, remember a Dynamo Roller users can’t put their roller fast enough to dodge a Shooter type weapon.”

“Marie, Crystal use her Damage Up gear for that match which make her Dynamo Roller weights like, nothing at all!”

“Well, I prefer not to get that immersed in League players as much as you, Cal. Don’t look at me like that. In the meantime, why don’t we rehearsed for our host debuts for Inkopolis News? Jems sent their regards and congrats gift for being chosen as their successor.”

“Really?! How sweet of them! Is it candies? Or chocolates?”

Callie squealed in delight as she go through the gifts. Her cousin just shook her head lightly before joining her.

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Team B-Rush was embarrassed as they walked out the lobby to wait for the next announcement. Fans are already started to crowding to comfort them, especially Choco who was starting to tear up, “We had one job, guys! One job! And we screw it up! Badly!”

“I know, Choco, I know! Carp, that was the most horrible match we ever play against unstable connection team!” Skul cried as he threw his .52 Gal Deco to the floor and apologised whoever he accidentally hit. GG was frustrated like Skul is but he kept in his emotions as to not ruin his team’s already damaged reputation. He simply shrugged it off, “Well, we will get her next time, mon ami! C’est la vie!”

“Is this your human language again, GG? It better not be a swear word like that last recording we had or Skul is gonna kill you for tainting his audience,” Fishy warned before accepting donations from his fans through his Patreon Screen. The team were lucky that their fans are still so supportive. Maybe they should film something to honour their supports.

Just then, the crowd literally saw a flying squid, screaming in terror, from the Deca Tower. As the squid slowly turned to humanoid form, they all recognised him as the Stealth boy from the Monster Rookie’s team. Speaking of the orange devil squid, she appears after him with imaginary dark flames surrounding her, wielding plain expression with the eyes of a merlion. The boy tried to crawl away but he got kicked by her, multiple times on the ‘junior’. Skul quickly pulled her off before the orange could do even more holy damage.

“What in the name of The Holy Zapfish did that boy do to deserve this, Perdere?!” he questioned angrily while glances at the poor boy. The aggressive inkling seems to calm down for a while, before glaring at her previous teammate, “He-”

“I’M SORRY THAT I HOGGED ALL THE VICTORY CASH, TRES! I’M SORRY! I WON’T DO IT AGAIN!” the Stealth boy scrambled to his knees as he clumsily scanned the victory cash out of his Cash Screen into hers. “LOOK, TAKE ALL OF THIS. DON’T COME FOR ME!” he run away before the Rookie could stop him. She sighed with a hint of stress, “That’s what happen. Stop grabbing me, wannabe.”

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The apartment ended up looking great, as Erek said so himself. He managed to do this without Nick too! Speaking of the devil fish, Nick came back with a dreamy gaze. Even though his face is ripe red like he got slapped on the face. The man then composed himself and chimed, “What ever it looks like, don’t question it. Okay?”

The inkling boy nodded as he quickly ran to his bedroom. He is going to assume that Nick have a crush. He never thought his friend is capable on doing that expression. The all-so-in-love expression. But that doesn’t explain about that face that looks like he got slapped.

“Kid?” the man opened the door and peeked his head out, “Dinner or shower?”

“Dinner, please! Can I prepare dinner myself?” Erek grinned as he walked out of the door and headed to the kitchen. He opened up the last suitcase that contains packaged food that Blan prepared. There are lots of varieties that Erek had hard time in choosing. Should he pick that fried sea chicken rice? Or that tasty looking Kimchi? The roasted sea beef looks delicious too. 

“You know, kid? You could just pick a few that you don’t know how to cook, right? Blan probably taught you most of their recipes.” Nick glided over to his young master and looked at the food. The boy immediately grabbed some of the food boxes and set them out to the table. The man chuckled before grabbing some utensils to the table.

After they ate their dinner, it’s time for Nick to go back home. Erek can’t believe how the day end so quickly, and he’s going to have his first Turf War debut tomorrow too! He can’t wait to make new friends! It’s finally his chance to live independently!

“Erek,” Nick took some empty luggages as he went to the front door, “Be safe. Make us all proud on how much you have grown.” He smiled before shutting the door. Erek smiled widely before locking the door. “It’s gonna be fine, what else could go wrong?”