暴君 07

One second, two seconds, three seconds...…It's never a long time, but Min-joon stopped circulating to the surrounding air as if it had been a thousand years. The word "man" first came into Min-joon's head. I thought it was a word made up for him. He was literally a man.

"Yakuza" was considered to refer to scary people with broad shoulders, with a slight flow of grease between the dull and thick layers of skin. In fact, all the yakuza in the movie seemed to have done the same.

But this man was showing what a man's sexiness was. In short, he was very sexy and handsome, and he was a man who could not have seen him once in his life. Min-joon, forgetting what he was trying to say, had his mind turned white and stood blankly with his mouth open.

"Ma'am, it's worth it. The green onions are burning."

Min-joon, who suddenly stopped crying and looked at Toma, who was so happy that he couldn't help it, came to his senses and looked at the man again. However, when the eyes met, he turned his face at a 45-degree angle and stared at the ground. Min-joon opened his mouth with utmost effort not to be nervous.

"Well, why should I go?"

“…….”

"Please explain it to the child."

“…….”

"I'm not MAMA. I can go with you...…no…."

Without a word of reply, a hand with leather gloves pulled out a cigarette. Then, when I first saw him coming out, I turned on the lighter and politely lit the cigarette. Min-joon's voice began to falter and gradually disappeared from his mouth. Unable to smell cigarettes by nature, Min-joon mumbled inside, blocking his nose with one hand.