The Uninvited ATM

After Bai Zhu got a clear look at that round, pudgy back, his first reaction was honest.

Turn around.

Leave.

You had to be kidding.

Why was Milluki here?

The young master of the Zoldyck family had just dealt with that mess from the Creation Society. Shouldn't he have been back on Kukuroo Mountain, enjoying the air conditioning and playing games? Why was he squatting in the waiting hall at Kik Port, rubbing his hands over a handheld console?

There was no way this was normal.

Bai Zhu decided to pretend he had not seen him.

Milluki was squatting there cursing at his teammates, his head nearly buried in his handheld. He probably had not noticed him.

But Bai Zhu had barely sidestepped two paces.

"Bai Zhu!"

That shout made half the people in the waiting hall turn around.

Bai Zhu only walked faster.

But Milluki had already sprung up from the floor. He stuffed his handheld into his bag and jogged toward Bai Zhu.

After only a few steps, he was already panting.

"Y-you... why are you running?"

Bai Zhu stood where he was and stared at him.

"I wasn't running."

"You obviously turned around just now!"

"I took the wrong way."

"Who are you trying to fool? The waiting hall is this big. How could you take the wrong way all the way to the exit?"

Bai Zhu sighed.

"Fine, I admit it. I wanted to pretend I hadn't seen you."

Milluki instantly bristled.

"What do you mean by that? Is it embarrassing to be seen with me?"

Bai Zhu looked him over from head to toe.

A gamer backpack, a handheld console, bags of snacks, and a whole pile of strange little devices hanging from his waist.

"Don't you have any self-awareness?"

Milluki looked down at himself,