I Want Your Dog Life!

"How many people did he bring with him?"

The female boss had a heavy expression.

"One!"

The subordinate answered with an embarrassed look.

"What?" The female boss turned her head in astonishment. "Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

"He is really here alone!"

The subordinate felt very helpless. (If I didn't see it personally, I wouldn't have believed it either. That fellow kills humans in a more relaxed manner than killing a dog or a chicken.)

"Are all of you trash?"

The female boss cursed. She had planned to slap her subordinate a few times, but she didn't act. Instead, she stared at the corner of the corridor.

A young man dressed in a black western suit was slowly walking over while adjusting his necktie. He saw the people here, but he didn't seem concerned at all.

Arrogant!

Other than this term, the female boss didn't know how to describe him!

"Yo, we meet again!"