Great. This new offer from their main competition had been too great to pass up, yet even as one of five executives of Port Mafia Models under the boss, Mori, he was still fuming.

Sure, Chuuya was the best for the job with this offer, though he just knew who he'd surely be partnering with. He hadn't seen that stupid mackerel in four years now.

Chuuya was pissed. No way he was going to get through a single session with that annoying bastard. Even if they were doing comfy pieces for now, it was still going to be hell.

He wanted to rip the head of that bastard, not work with him.

Of course, the redhead's attempts to calm himself down on the way failed as he opened the door to the room they were gathering in for now, letting out a frustrated sigh.