Hooligan!?
Tomboy word was still the bearable but who had the audacity to refer as hooligan!?
Turning around to take the look what came into her view was the man with a well-built body structure..
Why? Simply because he was too good in height and seems to be strong with good mussels. 'But he called me so rudely!'
"Why the hell are you calling me a hooligan!?" She slightly raised her voice, but in return only got stunned by his bluntness, "Then what should I call you? A thug!?"
Hannah: "..." Did I ever say that to you?
It was hard to call her calm. Yet the scorching sun was already getting on her veins so, in the end, she decided to let go of the matter too easily.
"Yes! I'm Hannah are you the man who I sent my Mr. Johnson?" The person seemed to nod his head slightly, picking her luggage, and started walking.
Without uttering a single word, he only summoned her to follow him which she did, with absolute quietness.
