"Hello."
The man with the chubby baby mask poked his head out from outside the truck window, gazing at the dozing truck driver.
"Ah!"
Startled from his drowsy state, the driver looked up and found a creepy face pressed against the window, shrinking back in fear.
The masked man quietly watched the driver as rainwater continuously slid down his mask.
The driver glanced at the pouring rain outside, turned on the windshield wiper, and looked at the figure outside the window with confusion,
"Are you from the circus? Here to borrow an umbrella?"
The driver rubbed his sleepy eyes, turned sideways to search behind him, and as he searched, he said, "I bought this umbrella for five federal coins. It's been used for so long, I can sell it to you for three, or if you have no money, just leave a number or something, man. We all have it tough. You out here so late, in such heavy rain."
"I heard Nolanka Group offers good benefits?"
The figure outside the window asked softly.
