But when he was about to turn and ask what was wrong, his voice was interrupted.It was because the strong arms wrapped around his waist again. This time they held him tightly. He was pulled closer to the source of the hot embrace. Satang was a little scared. The voice and tone of the man beside him sounded very hoarse and rough. The little one was scared. He turned his head and called out, "Brother Son.""Satang... I'm really worried." His voice is a low whisper. It's like a man who was desperately trying to hold on, but couldn't stand it anymore.