"Who is this bastard?" Lee Jung was infuriated that the girl he had been talking to was suddenly kissed by another guy while he was right in front of her, but when he saw Davies's face he was shocked,
"You!"
"When did you get out?"
"... Do I know you?" instead of answering Lee Jung's question, Davies retorted with a question of his own.
'I was your valet 6 days ago until you fired for allowing your car to be destroyed by a ga's attack. Sothing that wasn't even my fault!!!' is what Lee Jung scread inside his head, but he didn't say it out loud as his pride wouldn't allow it.
Jessica on the other hand wanted to talk about Lee Jung's identity, or whatever she thought it to be, but as she opened her mouth to speak, Davies's finger found its way to her lips, shushing her,
"The only thing your lips should be doing right now is having a lot of physical contact with mine, so no need to say anything," he said to Jessica with his finger on her lips, then he turned to Lee Jung,
"Seeing how you're silent, I can't tell whether we've actually t or not so you'll have to forgive … I-"
"I tend to only rember important people," Davies said with an apologetic tone, but his eyes showed no form of apology or respect and only haughtiness as if he was above Lee Jung… and to be fair, he was.
"Unless of course, if you have so strange intentions towards my "property"...",
"Then we're gonna have a problem," he said, not ntioning what this property was, but it was pretty obvious what he ant, both to Lee Jung and to the onlookers who were now watching the early morning drama.
"Look, look, two guys fighting over a girl," a teenage girl called the attention of her friend to what was happening.
"Young people of nowadays…" an old man sighed as he looked at them from the corner of his eyes and left the restaurant holding a cup of coffee.
"Jessica is not anybody's property, she is a free woman and is not own-" Lee Jung began to say but Davies imdiately interrupted.
"Just shut up, okay. Nobody wants to hear a speech about feminism this early in the morning," Davies imdiately cut in before Lee Jung could activate his "talk no jutsu" and turn everybody watching the scene into his devout followers… except him of course, that would never work even if Lee Jung could use Kotoamatsukami.
"..." Lee Jung was stunned into silence at Davies's confusing way of twisting the conversation into sothing that made almost no sense, causing him to be lost for words every ti they t, but that was to be expected, you can't expect to win a war of words against soone who had been using his sharp tongue for five different lifetis… though he died early in all of them, it still counts.
"Since you have nothing to say, then shoo, shoo," Davies said when he realized that Lee Jung had no words to retort.
'He's still too green… this is boring,' he thought and decided to let Lee Jung go for now as there was nothing much he could do to him in this situation without making himself the obvious aggressor.
For the first ti he lanted at the uselessness of the system because without any information, or special features to help him out, he was literally shooting blind.
This was on a difficulty of legendary hardcore mode.
It seed he needed to put more thought into how he was going to go around this whole thing, so it wouldn't end up with him wasting ti and opportunities.
With these thoughts in mind, also ca a change in his mood as he no longer desired to play around with Lee Jung and it could be heard in a change of his tone.
"Why should I leave, you don't own this place," Lee Jung imdiately retorted with a smirk.
"Oh?" Davies's eyebrow imdiately rose at this provocation, he had already planned to let him go, but now he was going to do sothing instead.
"Hey!" Davies called to one of the attendants, a young brown-haired teenage girl,
"What's the na of this shop?" he asked with a small smile, but that smile was enough to pry open the mouth of the young girl, even though the question was weird as the na was written on a signboard outside the restaurant, but how was she to know that Davies was too lazy to bother standing up to check.
"The Rising Sun," she replied to Davies's question, totally entranced by his enchanting green eyes that glead behind the lens of the glasses he wore.
"Ok, thank you. Please get a coffee and anything on the nu," he replied and took out his phone.
"Any-thing?" the brown-haired girl was a bit flustered, but quickly began moving.
Davies operated the phone smoothly, tapping on his contacts button and calling soone, then he put the phone on speaker and put it on the table.
*To copy this tune, press one*
*Do like Declan Rice*
*Anyti I co, I go push dem to the curb*
*Smack them, push them to the corner*
*Ekelebe stunner*
*Woze am*
*Na be their father*
*Yes, Trillo tell say na native be the matter*
The call tune of the person he was calling rang out and it was loud enough for everyone in the small restaurant to hear it… or more like the people in the restaurant were paying so much attention to the conflict between Davies and Lee Jung that they were silent enough for the sounds of the call tune to reach every corner of the restaurant.
'What type of call tune is this,' Davies fought the urge to facepalm.
"I leave Abuja co Accra, I left my mother," so teenagers that knew the song hopped in and started singing the lyrics along with the song.
"To Addis-Abbaba, them go erect modu pla-"
*Click* the call tune was interrupted by the call being picked up on the other side of the call, much to the dismay of the people that had started singing along.
A confident tone that one could not put together with the call tune that resounded in the restaurant earlier, rang from the speaker of Davies's phone.
"Hello Mr. La-" the voice began, but was imdiately interrupted by Davies,
"Do you know a shop called The Rising Sun?"
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Sorry for the late chapter today guys... was very tired and couldn't work up the motivation to do it earlier.
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