Although Kang Chan and Gérard were heading to the same building as Kang Dae-Kyung and Yoo Hye-Sook, they moved separately from them and entered the office from a different entrance.0

Sightseeing in Seoul?0

Unless it was to cheer him up, Kang Chan had no intention of dragging the poor guy to palaces and other famous tourist spots. The glances of the women gathering around Gérard also bothered him.0

“What’s wrong?” Gérard asked.0

Kang Chan gave him a rough idea of the situation.0

“They really want to do that?” Gérard asked in surprise.0

“Right?!”0

“They’re simply selling cars and accepting donations, aren't they?”0

“It could turn into a battle for rights later on.”0

Gérard looked confused.0

No matter if they were Korean or Western, one used to armed combat would have trouble grasping such subtle nuances.0

“Anyway, do people really feed each other food like that in Korea?” asked Gérard.0

Kang Chan smirked. Yoo Hye-Sook had fed him bulgogi wrapped in lettuce, which he accepted since he felt bad for being away for so long. Gérard likely found that scene quite strange.0

“In Korea, we ask someone to eat with us as a way to express our gratitude. If you’re close enough with the person to feel like they’re family, that’s what you do,” answered Kang Chan.0

Gérard nodded in understanding. “I see.”0

His explanation was easy enough to understand.0

“Captain, what do you call the parents of someone close to you in Korean?”0

Now that he was living with him, he...0