At this time it is night time. After Manjae returned from a meeting at DS Security, Manjae sat back on the sofa and smoked a cigarette, loosely loosening his tie around his neck.

You slowly sat down on the floor next to him and noticed that Manjae looked tense. Before you can think any further Manjae then put his hand on your hair and stroked it with his rough hand, With Manjae blowing out smoke.

"Damn it..." Manjae muttered and his reason was to endure your presence.