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He was the man who was with Mr. Kim Mori a few minutes ago. I'm so surprised that we have picked the same place for lunch. However, he's unfriendly, so I look away when our eyes meet.

Zed's attention is still on the attendant who has mistakenly included a latte art in his coffee. Why he reacted that way was beyond me. So, I just observe him silently.

"Who's the boss you mean?"

"Mr. D," the attendant replies, his eyes flickering nervously. "Sir, I'll give you another cup."

Zed sighs and waves a hand, "No. It's fine."

What's wrong with him? He's angry a while ago but says he's fine with it. And what's with the latte art?

I pull the cup closer to me to know what bothers Zed. He doesn't react, so I go ahead, peering into the cup. A white microfoam pattern of a beautiful woman floats on a surface. I gasp in awe. She's so beautiful!

I pick up my phone and take a picture of the art. "This is so awesome, Zed! We also put in latte art