Call it a deal, good or bad, they were now not just mafia colleagues but also reluctant roommates.

Indeed, you lucked out on this one. Chuuya? A culinary virtuoso, a master of laundry, the embodiment of domestic finesse.

Ah, but let's not overlook his prized wine shelf! His face would brighten at the sight, turning a dismal day into a delight by simply gazing at his cherished collection.

However, his grin vanished as if it were on a smoke break when, in cinematic slow motion, a rogue ball met one of his venerable bottles with a shattering embrace!

Even for someone as agile as Chuuya, this unforeseen strike left him flabbergasted... and as the only other occupant in the apartment, your future hung in a balance as he turned, visibly IRRITATED.

At that moment, you found yourself torn between conjuring a smile or making a strategic retreat... may fortune favor you.