"I'm letting you go for old times' sake. I don't care whether you will continue to see Vern or stay quiet, however, you should know never to cross paths with me again. Once you do," Aster leaned closer, his eyes staring at hers, "I'll make you a cicada in winter."
Seeing the familiar contact, Aster's irritation dissipated and was replaced by excitement, he immediately ran to the parking lot and got in his car.
"GAH! FUCKING HELL! WHAT IS THIS?! WHAT IS THIS?!" Aster couldn't help but throw a tantrum in the living room. Punching the pillow ruthlessly.
His mother asked while peeling the garlic.
"His favorite comic ended today and he's unsatisfied with the ending." Aiden, who was helping his mom peel the garlic explained.
"Sigh... Your brother used to be a serious young man. This is your fault. Introducing him to such stuff." Mrs. Krii shook her head disapprovingly.
Aiden pouted and mumbled, "Why is it my fault?"
"Go and comfort your brother. He's getting annoying."
"Yes~ Yes~"
