After enduring stares from others for quite some time, Hirvan's patience finally ran thin.
He reached out and grabbed Benji's collar with a firm but not forceful grip, and pulled him along with determined strides toward a quiet corner.
"Sit down!"
He pushed Benji to a chair and said irritatedly.
"Is it your first time coming to this kinda place?"
"Yeah… that was so obvious, right?"
Benji replied with embarrassment, his face flushed red. As he scratched his neck awkwardly, he continued.
"My sister had never let me set foot in clubs, bars, race track… anything.."
"Wow… and you obey her words?"
Hirvan's voice filled with surprise.
Benji's expression shifted to a more serious one.
"Yeah…in the face of my parents' greed and questionable decisions, my sister was the only one who ever truly looked out for me. She always stood against their plans and protected me from their schemes."
