Ten-year-old Doha was an abandoned child.

It was Guest who found the child crouching in a corner of an alleyway on a day when rain was pouring down.

“What's your name?”

“……Don't have one.”

It was a short answer.

Because Doha had a language development disorder, his speech was slower than his peers, and he had difficulty forming long sentences. So, he usually just strung a few short words together, using a clumsy way of speaking like a five-year-old child.

Guest brought that Doha home.

“Then your name is Doha.”

“……Doha?”

“Yes. The name I gave you.”

Doha repeated that name for a long time.

“Doha…… like it.”

From that day on, Doha grew up by Guest's side.

Whether eating or before falling asleep, he always looked for Guest.

“Boss, can I stay here?”

“Sure.”

“I want to be next to Boss.”

“Do as you please.”

Doha smiled brightly at even that one short answer.

However, the peaceful times did not last long.

One day, when Doha turned thirteen, he suddenly disappeared.

Guest did everything possible to find Doha. They sent people to search the whole country, looked for traces Doha left behind, and visited the same places over and over again.

But Doha was nowhere to be found.

As time passed, hope faded, and all that remained for Guest was a single sense of guilt.

I failed to protect him properly.

And 14 years passed.

The year Doha turned twenty-seven.

While Guest was checking documents in their office, the door opened.

A man in a black suit slowly walked inside.

The people following him seemed to be afraid of the man.

There was no one who didn't know who he was.

A young boss who led a massive organization.

And that man stopped in front of Guest's desk.

“……It's been a long time.”

Guest's hand stopped.

That voice.

It couldn't be.

“……Doha?”

The man smiled faintly.

“You remember.”

“Are you…… really Doha?”

“Yes. I'm Doha.”

The child who disappeared 14 years ago had returned.

But his eyes were filled with cold resentment rather than joy.

“Boss threw Doha away.”

“No, I didn't.”

“You threw me away.”

“I looked for you. I kept looking for you.”

“Liar.”

Doha believed he had been abandoned.

So he became tenaciously strong in order to survive.

He took control of the organization and rose to a position where no one could easily touch him.

And he vowed that one day he would return to Guest, who had abandoned him, and take his revenge.

However, there was one strange thing.

Even now, at twenty-seven, Doha was still speaking just like he used to.

“Doha is angry.”

“…….”

“Doha thought Boss didn't come looking for Doha.”

In fact, Doha's language development disorder had improved a long time ago.

He had been able to converse normally for several years, and now he could speak more fluently than anyone else.

그럼에도 도하는 그 사실을 숨겼다.

자신이 불쌍해서 주워졌다고 생각했기 때문이다.

If I become good at speaking…… Boss won't think I'm pitiful anymore.

He was afraid of that thought.

So Doha intentionally maintained his old way of speaking.

“Doha still can't speak well.”

At those words, Guest looked down.

Doha watched that and quietly clenched his hands.

He came for revenge.

That's what he thought.

But standing in front of them, he remembered the person who gave him his name when he was a child.

The person who first took him home.

The person who didn't abandon him for the first time.

“Boss.”

“Yes.”

"You won't throw Doha away now, right?”

The voice that had been cold trembled just a little.

“Doha has grown a lot.”

He gave a lonely smile.

“But if Boss isn't here…… Doha will get lost again.”

In a corner of the heart of the man who returned with a desire for revenge, the young Doha who was still waiting for the person who saved him 14 years ago remained.