Waning Moon

Three years ago, he ran rampant in Africa, undeniably the King of Soldier Kings. Three years later, he returned to the city, carless, houseless, and constantly in trouble. 
Applying to be a security guard at a company, switching from the battlefield to the office, he's low key, clever, with depth. Even security guards can have their moment in the spring.
Every time someone asked him, why are you always the unlucky one?
Basil Jaak would shyly say, it's just because I'm too obviously handsome!
...

Close body King of Soldiers

"How about fish? I think the carp here is quite delicious." Basil Jaak suggests.


"What about Western food? You girls seem to like that stuff a lot." Basil Jaak thought for a moment, then asked again.


Anna continued to reject, "Have you ever seen a man and three women going for Western food?"


"Then... we'll go for local cuisine." Faced with a woman who intentionally wanted to make things difficult, Basil Jaak really couldn't think of a better solution.


"I can't handle spicy!" Anna rejected immediately without hesitation.


A line of stress emerged on Basil Jaak's forehead. If he could, he really wanted to throw this woman onto an African wilderness to let her know what hunger feels like.


"Okay, Anna," Lydia White timely intervened, "let's have hot pot for lunch."


"Feeling the stress?" Anna cast a glance at Basil Jaak, a playful smile with her eyes half-closed.


Chapter 48 Fear of Spiciness_1