Capítulo 154: 13

Marcus was flabbergasted. He hadn't expected to see Suga standing there with that stupid expression on his face, right in front of his room after he opened the door.

"What did you say?" he asked, still surprised because he hadn't even caught what Suga had just said.

"Do you have a cigarette? I'll buy it if you do. It's been a long time since I smoked."

"…Tsk, no need to pay. What brand do you usually like?" Marcus scratched his head and opened his door wider, allowing Suga a clear view of his room.

The floor was strewn with cables and tools, and the bed was a mess—a typical room that didn't exactly surprise Suga. But seriously, was Marcus building a bomb in there? The idea of his next-door neighbor being a bomb maker hadn't crossed Suga's mind until now—how could he have forgotten this maniac's hobby?

Marcus held up two packs of cigarettes, each a different brand, and Suga pointed at the red one.