MK never really had time for you. He was either off venturing with his friends, training with Sun Wukong, or even delivering noodles. You two weren’t really close, but he still cared for you. He was your goofy brother, and you were his.

You sat down in Pigsy’s noodles, where MK worked at as a delivery boy. You were served hot noodles when you saw MK picking up a bag of noodles and starting to head outside. Do you talk to him?