Half an hour later, all the dishes are empty. MoZhaHim caresses his big full stomach leaning on the back of the chair. He burps in satisfaction.
“I’ve decided to live here,” says KO who is sitting across the table.
“Huh? Buuuuuurp~~~” MoZhaHim’s concentration is on his stomach, so his brain clearly doesn’t know how to react.
“I’ll cook.”
“……”
“I’ll wash the dishes.”
“……”
“I’ll mop the floor.”
“……”
“I’ll do the laundry.”
“……”
“I’ll do anything.”
KO glances at a certain someone who is in a daze, and then asks purposely, “Do you want me to live here?”
MoZhaHim cries, “Yes.”
The first round of negotiation ends! KO nods and goes to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Not long later on one night, MoZhaHim is pressed down on his bed, stripped naked, and is devoured by someone. When he scorns while rubbing his bottom afterwards, Brother KO inhales his cigarette calmly and says, “I told you the first day I came, and you didn’t object to it.”
MoZhaHim says angrily, “When did you say it?!”
KO asks, “Do you remember the first thing I said that day?”
“Who the hell would remember……” although he denies it, as a top student of University A, his brain is not just for show, so when MoZhaHim quickly recalls what happened that day, he remembers.
He remembers when he opened the door, he asked, “What are you doing here?”