"Are you crazy? Then you think I'm going to compress you on the head, close to the wound on your head? Tch! Seriously!" shouted Achiera.
"Haa? Wounds?" Hans muttered, he touched his forehead.
"You're awake, I'm going home now! You're really wasting my time!" Achiera shouted.
When Achiera wanted to get out of his chest, Hans immediately pulled back and threw Achiera on the bed and he hit her.
"Want to leave after hurting me? Great!"
"What do you want?" said Achiera when she saw Hans' face which was getting closer to her.
"I'm warning you, don't mess around. I can kick you again," Achiera threatened.
Hans immediately locked Achiera's legs, so she couldn't move.
"You?" shouted Achiera. "Let go of me, bastard!"
"Bastard? Hemp... looks like the call won't be perfect if I don't do something bastard. What do you think?" Hans teased. Now their noses touched each other.
"Don't mess around! I'll scream!" thrash Achiera.
