Chapter45

Apologize
The man stared at Hajin for a second, then barked out a short laugh as if he had just heard the dumbest joke known to men.
"Are you insane?" he asked, still keeping his hand tight on Juna's arm. "I am being nice here, so you should play along while I am in a good mood."
His grin stretched wider after that, casual in a way that made Hajin want to break his teeth one by one.
"A beastkin like this is way too good for a nobody dressed like you," the man said, giving Juna's arm a small tug. "You should be thanking me for taking that burden off your hands."
Juna felt her stomach twist hard enough to hurt.
It was not even the words by themselves, because she heard things like that before from humans who looked at beastkin girls and only saw a body they could buy, trade or drag around, but the way he said it so lightly made her skin crawl.
At the edge of Hajin's vision, the stream comments started jumping so fast the panel kept shifting upward.
[ CringeSlayer91:] nah this dude has a foul mouth
[ ShadowMage44:] why is hajin just taking all this disrespect
[ NewViewer_02:] is he a coward after all??
[ LurkerNoMore:] bro your summon is getting disrespected right in front of you
[ CringeSlayer91:] if he folds here thats actually pathetic
He did not see any of it, he was too busy looking at the man's hand on Juna's arm and the smug way his mouth kept moving. But what catching his eyes more was Juna, he could she was holding back her fear and seeing that just sat wrong with him.
'I told him nicely,' he thought, something cold settling into place in his chest. 'So if he wants the ugly version, fine.'
The man kept running his mouth, trying to show he was the dominant one.
"Come on, don't make that face," he said, mistaking Hajin's silence for weakness. "You are standing in a guild hall full of people. What exactly do you think you can do here?"
He gave Juna another pull, not enough to drag her forward but enough to show he could, and Hajin moved before his own thoughts caught up.
His hand shot out, grabbed the man's mouth so hard the rest of the sentence died in his throat, then lifted.
"Mmph-"
The man left the ground in one motion, gasps breaking out around them while his boots kicked uselessly in the air. Hajin stood there with one arm raised, holding him up by the face like he weighed nothing at all.