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The man was listening to him in silence with his arms crossed, glanced at Min-joon, who was depressed, and sat on the desk.

"Who spent a million yen?”

"Taisei said your mother was sick."

Minjun's words made the man look bald. The bald man hesitated for a moment, and Min-joon confessed to foaming.

"Taisey's mother passed away two years ago."

"You bastard."

I was so scared that I was going to shout in my heart, but Min-joon was so angry that he cursed in Korean. Somehow, at Minjun's cry, the man wriggled his eyebrows and frowned.

"Other than that?"

"I lost my passport for 1.2 million yen a year. In the meantime, food, clothing, and entertainment expenses...…and so on. About four million yen."

下 ezac

Perhaps full of spirit, the man remained silent for a while. Min-joon bowed his head deeper as he received the sympathetic eyes of Yakuza, who looked at him pitifully. Why isn't that so? It's pathetic to think about it again. Min-joon slowly looked up and looked at the man's face with his frightened puppy-like eyes.

"I'll find your passport. I'll pay a million yen in Yamamoto. Of course, not only one year's tuition, but also the rest of the tuition, if you want, I'll kill you."

Even though the scary word "I'll kill you" came out of the man's mouth, Min-joon shook his head thinking, "That wouldn't be bad if you killed him with your hands."

"I don't like that.”

"Why? Do you still like it?”

He shook his head in a different way and said, "I don't like it," and the man said something creepy as if he had misunderstood.

"Who do you like? It's not cool even if I grind it.