“What!? So, you’re still meeting with that White Wolf guy?”
It was Dani who shouted with an expression of both awe and astonishment. Inside a roadside restaurant that was filled with customers during lunchtime, Dani and Joke were sitting together at a table. In front of them were simple dishes: Stir-fried crispy pork with basil over rice, topped with sunny side egg, for the blond man, and garlic and pepper pork over rice for the bespectacled man.
After the auntie who owned the place finished brandishing her weapons and brought two plates to them, Joke started the conversation as usual. However, today’s topic made Dani’s eyes grow wider, as he heard that his friend was still lingering around the dangerous man like White Wolf.
“I didn’t go see Mr. Wolf. I went for his son, Boom.”
“Boom?” Dani slightly raised his brow. “Ah, that little…”
“Little…?”
A half-spoken word from a foreigner (who never acted according to his own DNA) made Joke narrow his eyes in confusion.