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Min-joon looked at the man with his hands covering up and down, shaking his shoulders severely. The man came to Min-joon again with his leather gloves changed. He looked at Min-jun with strange eyes, who was standing covering his stomach, even if it was below. However, he did not open his mouth anymore and put his finger in Minjun's mouth and carefully examined the inside.

"Iris... Week."

As long fingers moved around in his mouth, Min-joon was nauseous because of the salty taste of leather. My bald head came up with a cold sweat and opened my mouth quietly.

"Boss, I'll do it. If you throw up, it's a disaster."

The man didn't care about the baldness and looked through every corner of his mouth until he took out his finger. He gracefully took off his leather gloves, gave them to bald people, and then changed them back into new ones.

"Take the kids out.”

"…Yes, sir. All right."

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Although he could not answer as if he had something to say as if he was absolutely disobedient to the boss, the bald man pulled out and stepped back. As they tried to go outside, Min-jun covered himself and anxiously called them.

"Excuse me. Where are you going? Please don't leave me alone. Please... I really don't have that. I've never seen a bug in my life, but look. Mr. Lee, it's all gone.”

In the end, Min-joon showed tears and sniffed. They, who are likely to beat a tiger with their bare fists, realized that they are very good people compared to a man named Boss.