Chapter 3

[ Warning: This chapter contains some incidents that might turn you off, but if you want to know the backstory or the reason, then you can go to chapter 82 and read till 87 or 88 after reading chapter 2, without getting spoiled perhaps. Up to you~ ]
*yawns*
A jobless middle-aged man stirred awake from slumber.
He glanced over at the clock on the wall, its surface marred by several cracks.
*Tic Tok Tic Tok*
The echoing sound indicated the emptiness of the room, and it reverberated with a clear audibility, even to the slightest ear.
"Its noon already?" The man sighed, his face reflecting the disappointment he felt.
Reluctantly, he roused from his slumber, appearing as though he would rather stay in bed indefinitely.
"Let's get some fresh air," he said, and hurriedly opened the door to step outside.
A warm gust of wind rushed by, adding to the discomfort of his already frustrating morning.
"Ugh... this heat is unbearable!"
He had an unusual preference for colder things, showing his dislike for anything that was hot or warm.
Hastily shutting the door to his cramped balcony, he hurried back to the washroom and splashed his face with refreshing cold water.
"Ah, that's refreshing." The cool water brought a sense of relief, soothing his senses.
He wiped his face clean and headed to the empty kitchen, hoping to find something to eat.