“Beasts in Suits”

Alt title: One Glares, One Grunts, One Talks Too Much

Scene 1: Ahjin Guild HQ 

The elevator doors dinged open.

Sung Jinwoo stepped out, dressed in simple joggers and a black zip-up, towel draped over his neck, hair still damp from the run. Calm as ever.

The moment he appeared, tension broke the air like static.

Yoo Jinho nearly tripped over himself, rushing to greet him.

"Hyung-nim! They've been waiting! For, uh, a while—"

Lennart Niermann, arms folded, instantly stepped forward with a diplomatic smile.

"Sung Jinwoo! It's an honor, I've wanted to meet you for a long—"

Thomas Andre stepped in front of him.Just shifted his stance — no mana, no aura, just bulk and presence.

Lennart visibly disappeared behind him, completely eclipsed.

Thomas didn't even look at the man behind him.

Jinwoo blinked once.

Jinho leaned in to whisper."That's, uh… Lennart Niermann. German S-Rank. Pretty famous in Europe."

Lennart tried to slide out from behind Thomas' shoulder.

"I'm speaking, Andre. It's called diplomacy."

Thomas didn't move. But the air around him changed — subtle, heavy.

One look.

Lennart took a half-step back. His mouth moved, but no sound came out.He eventually just crossed his arms, jaw clenched.

"...Unbelievable."

Thomas finally turned to Jinwoo and smiled.

"I didn't fly across the world just to stand in someone's shadow.You got time for dinner?"

Jinwoo nodded slowly, eyes studying him.

"I assume you're not here for tourism."

"I brought something for you," Thomas said. "A gift."

Behind him, Lennart muttered under his breath in German. Something sharp.

Jinwoo didn't react. But Jinho's nervous smile was back, flitting between admiration and secondhand panic.

"I can set a place! Book a table! Anything you need, hyung-nim, Mr. Andre!"

Scene 2: Streets of Seoul

Deadpool and Wolverine had stopped at a street-side food stand, with Deadpool biting into something suspiciously spicy and still narrating everything like he was on a cooking show.

Wolverine was just chewing like a man doing time.

Above them, a massive curved LED screen ran a breaking news segment:

"This morning, both American Guild Leader Thomas Andre and German S-Rank Hunter Lennart Niermann arrived at the Ahjin Guild.They are believed to be waiting for Sung Jinwoo himself, though the exact purpose of the meeting remains undisclosed.Sources suggest a diplomatic or cooperative venture may be in discussion.Security at Ahjin is reportedly on high alert—"

Deadpool almost dropped his skewer.

"Oh boy. We've got boss music playing now."

Wolverine didn't look up. "Who?"

"Thomas Andre," Deadpool said. "Big American guy. Think: you, but without claws and with the physical intimidation of a parked tank."

"And the German?"

"Pretty boy S-Ranker. Not super relevant. Kinda like an NPC who thinks he's a main character."

Wolverine finally looked up at the screen.

"Let me guess," he said. "You've fought them?"

"Nah. But I've definitely annoyed guys like them before."

He smirked.

"And that Andre guy? He's the type to shake your hand hard enough to break your wrist, then call it respect."

Wolverine snorted.

"Sounds familiar."

"Exactly. That's why I like him. He's you, if you had diplomacy settings and a jawline sculpted by steroids."