“Aaaack! So annoying, arrrgh!” Cha Jeong-woo rubbed his black eye as he complained. “So much for coming to help you! You just get straight to the punching if you’re mad. Damn it!”

Jeong-woo felt wronged. He was in this state although he had come to help Yeon-woo. He was even starting to wonder if Yeon-woo was really related to him because there was no way someone with his blood could be so narrow-minded. 

However, Yeon-woo just lifted his fist again. “So? You have problems?”

Jeong-woo burst up as if he couldn’t take it anymore and began to shout. “Seriously! If only I was born just five minutes faster!”

“And if you were born faster? Would you have beat me up as the older brother?”

“…I would have still served you as the older brother!” Cha Jeong-woo drew back after seeing Yeon-woo’s fist in the air again. He felt wronged, but he’d be punched before ever being able to do something about it. 

Yeon-woo looked at his fickle younger brother with disdain, but he decided to ignore him and turned to look at the door where those...