John was filled with thoughts.
He walked out of the bedroom that had just belonged to Salefani.
When he reached the living room.
It was only then that he realized that Hamlet was following him.
He looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.
"What's wrong?"
John sat on the soft, comfortable sofa.
He looked at Hamlet and asked.
"Brother John," Hamlet called out.
Then he paused.
Then, as if mustering his courage, with burning eyes, he asked, "Can I join the Dawn Association?"
He said it carefully.
He pretended to ask casually.
But body language wouldn't lie.
His eyes were filled with hope.
His body was tense and even trembling slightly.
His forehead was instantly filled with sweat.
John looked at Hamlet upon hearing this.
After seeing Hamlet's embarrassed expression,
John smiled bitterly to himself.
Clearly.
When he was lying to Salefani just now,
