T 12

When I stood at the door holding a dragging yukata, Toma pushed the door with both hands and went inside. At that time, Min-joon actually did not recognize what had happened. But he grabbed his heart momentarily at the amazing scene in the room.

Daiki had just taken a shower and was drying his hair completely naked, not even wearing a towel. Min-joon knew that intelligent people should turn their eyes away. However, when Toma saw the true nature of the papa fishing, he was frozen and unable to move.

"It's papa fishing."

Tom ran like a rabbit and clung to Daiki's thigh like a koala, making a cry.

I thought tattoos and yakuza were an inseparable intersection. Don't you all have one tattoo? However, Min-joon has never seen such a tattoo. I thought that Yakuza's tattoo was to engrave a tiger or dragon on his back in a bluish color.

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Daiki's tattoo was different. The tattoo was engraved as if the leopard's legs had been moved as it was, starting from one side of the hip, passing through the thick thigh, and even a powerful lance that seemed to be impossible to fit even with a knife. The leopard's legs wiggled as he moved.

Stroke Toma's head hanging from his thigh, Dyke greeted him.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, it's worth it with Mama. Uh-huh, papa. I don't eat that."

"Toma, can you come down so I can wear papa?”

Min-joon, who had never heard of the soft voice of Dai-ki, was opening his mouth without turning his head.

"Dear. Toma is a fishhook. Uh-huh."