[Kirk's P.O.V.]
Nazan tugged on my arm and gave me a friendly smile, the kind that made me feel a little nauseated. "Little nephew, don't go. We haven't chatted for a long time. How about we go have some tea or something?"
I sneered, thinking that he was joking. I rejected him without hesitation. "I have nothing to say to you."
Nazan seemed to have expected me to say this. He didn't show any signs of anger and only chuckled as if he didn't hear me. Following his invitation, he said, "There's a coffee shop nearby that's not bad, but it's a little crowded. It's still early, so we should be able to get a seat. How about we go there?"
