C931 I'm Going to Have a Concert!

Years later.

"Dad, there are still two living people here. Can't you two restrain yourselves?"

At the large dining table, a boy knocked on the table in grief and indignation.

The boy was about 18 or 19 years old. He was very handsome, and his temperament was even more indescribable. It was just that there was a hint of childishness between his eyebrows.

"I'll be happy to