爱与热情 1

When Min-joon shouted at Kenta, Toma also bent down and sang Kenta because his voice was hoarse. His face turned red after how powerful he sang it.

Suddenly, the door broke open and Kenta ran in with his belt unfastened. Soon after, the footsteps of the stairs were heard in a row. It was the sound of other members of the organization rushing up.

"What can I do for you?”

"What the hell is all this?”

Min-joon told Kenta while popping Toma's clothes and spraying his saliva in the air. What fault could he have done? If anyone in this house ordered this, it was clear that Daiki Jo, the boss of the Ueyama faction, was in charge. But Min-joon, who didn't have the courage to yell at him, unfortunately poured out all the arrows on Kenta.

"Is there something wrong with your closet, Toma?"

"Why is his clothes all black? There's nothing colorful. It's just achromatic color. Where is it? Sketchbook."

"Ma'am, here."

When he brought it, Toma lifted up a picture of his closet.

"Toma, you're nice. Let's show Kenta that."

"I know, Mama. Kenta, this is Toma's outfit. F. How's it going?"