The monkey was somewhat unable to stand the sickly sweet sounds coming from the next room.
This house was originally an old one, and aside from being a bit secluded, its soundproofing was ridiculously bad.
Before dinner, he had watched the boss set up defenses personally.
Then he saw him enter the room alone, thinking that he had returned to his room so early to plan the next steps.
He hadn't expected that he was actually calling his sister-in-law.
You say call if you must, after a few days with no contact, he needed to call home to report that all was well or something.
But he truly hadn't expected that the boss, who's always serious and all work and no talk, had such a knack for flirting with girls.
All that brother and sister talk, damn, almost made him vomit up last night's dinner.
It's just too damn destructive to the facial features, too creepy.
Where's the image of a tough, iron-blooded man? It's just like a playboy!
Again, damn it...
