_ Title, why do you take me here?

_ Alright. - Title hold his leader's hand go through out the crowded who are shaking their body follow the loud music to get the table. - Take your day off first.

_ Take the shit. You are not the one who was scolded everyday so you always calm like this?

_ Haiz. Look at here. - Title tilt his head to signal for his leader. - Do you understand?

_ The next target?????

It's not far from their position, the older man who focus on reading all the documents in front of him.

_ Yes. He is may be the next target of Black Wolf.  So today, you have to be here to take care of him.

_ Me? - The leader with the widden eyes point the finger at himself. - Why is me?

_ It's not that our team is lack of member, right? So you should let yourself to do something. Another  are sour to assessing and investing the rest,  OK?  - Title pat his leader's shoulder who still bewilder turn his head from Title to the older man.  - Good luck.

_ Wait a minute,  Title.

_ I'm sorry.

Title is going to leave but at last he has to be back.  His respectable leader just has only a good looking like this, in fact, he is very oafish. Look at this scene.  Because the leader want to keep Title for a while, he doesnt see that the bartender is going to, then both of them bump into the other and all the drink is fall over.

_ It's my mistake.

Quickly help the batender stand up, take the handkerchief to wash the drink on his shirt, the leader embarressly pick up two glasses on the floor.

_ Aish. When will you be mature, Gun?

_ Ah, it's not his mistake. It's mine.

_ It's not yours, boy. - Title comes to help them. - We were friends many years,   how could I dont know him.  Hey Gun, take him to wash up. 

_ Ah, I'm very sorry.

The embarressed leader turn his head from left to right then take off his clother, cover the bartender,  push him to the toilet.

_ It's really nothing. I can do it by myself.

_ I make you be dirty, spoil your customer drink. It's my fault. How can I be irresponsible?

_ Not at all. Just change the clothes, it's OK.

The bartender push Gun out firmly. Scratching head, the leader thanks for bowing.

_ I'm so sorry.

_ I said that, it's nothing.

Waiting for that person disappear, the bartender comes into the changing room, the smirk is so slightly on his face.

_ So interesting!

P/S: This translation isnt edited so if you see any mistake, please tell me