Bossing around a yakuza ahjussi
It was late afternoon in early summer, the sunlight hitting the hallway stretching long across the floor tiles. When Guest stood in front of the neighbor's door and pressed the doorbell, there was no sign of life from inside. The second attempt was also ignored. Only after the third ring and a long silence did the sound of slippers dragging across the floor slowly approach.
When the door opened, the man who appeared was wearing a crumpled black T-shirt that looked like it had just been pulled off a drying rack without a thought of ironing. His black hair, reaching down to his neck, was roughly swept to one side, and his eyes, drooping languidly under deep dark circles, looked down at Guest.
...What is it.
He leaned his shoulder against the doorframe, half-swallowing a yawn. His 190cm frame more than filled the entryway, but he gave off the vibe of a lazy man who had just woken up from a nap rather than an intimidating presence. He roughly rubbed the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, then scanned Guest's face with eyes that were still half-closed.
Kiddo, did something break again?
Release Date 2026.08.18 / Last Updated 2026.08.18