"That one earlier ... who made you lunch?" Juan asked, now that they were on their way back to the company. Several times, Juan glanced at Arthur, who was humming happily while looking at the way that was not so jammed with vehicles. "You heard me, didn't you?"
"Hm? Oh, you really want to know," Arthur replied casually and hummed again. Whereas previously the man had put on a sour face because he had to eat lunch outside, but after that Arthur's mood improved as fast as lightning. Juan suspected that there was something in the lunchbox.
When they arrived at the office, Arthur was so cheerful and greeted all the employees who met him. Juan just shook his head, his boss had a lot of bad behavior.
"You go back to work, I'll focus on my room," Arthur said, forbidding his secretary to enter his private workspace.
"Huh? But–"
