春爱 3

"The love of Yakuza's children is terrible. Of course. She's so cute.

Min-joon was still sleepy, yawning frequently and smiling as he looked at Toma, who was walking with his hands tightly.

Minjun was cursing at Daikie inside.

'Then that's it is. That kind of person would eat doenjang soup in the morning.’

He served a Japanese meal full of prizes as big as Min-joon and Toma, and Daikie was drinking coffee gracefully. Looking at Daikie looking into the newspaper with crab eyes, Min-jun pushed the soy bean paste soup and salmon salad into his mouth.

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Min-joon looked sadly at Toma, who was almost in tears, as he was eating.

"Toma, what's wrong?"

Toma pushed the white rice aside, looking at Daiki's face.

"Mana. I'm sick of her."

"Really? Then can Mama help you?”

At Minjun's words, Tommy's face brightened and nodded and liked it. Min-jun glanced at Daikie, who was reading the newspaper for a while, and quickly stuffed Toma's rice into his mouth.

The meal was coming to an end in silence. Daikie folded the newspaper and got up and approached Toma.