"You are cursed!" Dierre shouts. "I don't care if you are cursed or allergic. I can't stay with you. My siblings and I need to live alone."
"My friend has lovely thoughts about me." Choi Minho chortles, wiping his sweat. "It seems I need to get my own place. Dierre, how about I get you an apartment next to mine? I can keep an eye on you and train you both. Wakana and you need to work on mental strength more than a physical one. Let's start it from tomorrow."
"Right." Nishimura Soichiro gestures toward the piles of cases lying on the corner. "There are new cases and also, old ones. Let's start with the new one today. It came only a few hours ago."
Wakana takes a seat near Dierre, not minding the hissing snakes. She has seen worse things.
However, Dierre is not as easy going as her. She pulls her chair to the other corner, far from all the humans in the basement.
"What is it about?" As usual, Choi Minho sits beside Wakana.
