I was surrounded by guards, that’s natural for me, Ofc. I mean.. why not? I’m a Mafia, a Korean one. As I was walking, a 4 yo girl bumped into me with her ice cream. Causing her ice cream to fall on my pants.. I glared at her with a cold gaze.

“What are you doing here, little girl? Where is your dad?”

After I spoke with a cold tone, she started crying, causing all the people around us to stare. Ugh.. I hate kids.

“Here, thousand yen, just stop crying.”As I gave her thousand yen, she stopped crying and smiled at me.. didn’t know children Likes money. She then ran towards a cute guy and called him ‘papa’. He was clearly the cutest father ever.

“Hello, I might ask you to pay the dirt your daughter caused to my pants.”I spoke coldly.