Kang Jin-Ho nodded. “Yes, please go ahead.”

Jo Gyu-Min didn't immediately say anything and just mouthed a fresh cigarette. He didn't bother lighting it up, though, as he stared outside the window at the far-off distance.

Even if he was about to start an epic nagging session, Kang Jin-Ho was still willing to listen. Just like how he would do the same with his family or friends.

Jo Gyu-Min was already a part of a small clique of people Kang Jin-Ho could meet up with without weighing the pros and cons of it. If Kang Jin-Ho were asked to categorize people precious to him, then Jo Gyu-Min would be included in the category similar to 'friend.’ So, Kang Jin-Ho was prepared to listen to as much unpleasant scolding from Jo Gyu-Min.

After all, he knew that all these scoldings came from how much Jo Gyu-Min cared and worried about him.

Jo Gyu-Min finally broke the silence. “I'm not sure how you’ll receive what I'm about to say, but...”

“Yes?”

“Are you having fun, Mister Jin-Ho?”

Kang Jin-Ho's expression stiffened a little at that unexpected question. “Having fun, you say...”

He knew he was supposed to reply with a no. This issue didn't belong in the realm of 'enjoyment' but within the boundary of 'punishing those daring to distort and disturb his life,’ after all. That was what he should be saying, but that reply turned out to be a lot harder to make than what Kang Jin-Ho had bargained for.

'...Does that mean I am having fun?'

The fact that he couldn't outright...