Night, tavern.

In a slightly dim light, a small table, peanuts, beer.

Youth.

Drink alone.

The young man raised his head, and a look appeared in his eyes, which had been slightly confused.

A man in red wearing a golden mask floated in. He came so leisurely that the rest of the tavern seemed unaware.

"Don't call me when you drink." The man in red said.

"I didn't know you liked to drink too." Young people said.

"Bullshit." The man in red said.

"Don't swear." The young man frowned, "This doesn't fit your personality. ”

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