Havenson Family.
Jay was standing outside, a little bit hesitant to come over. However, the door was actually opened from the inside.
And the one who opened it was a middle-aged man. He had a big, muscular body. He had a big scar on his left eye that made it blind. His spiky, short hair and wrinkles increased the intensity of his gaze.
"Geh. Old man." Jay took a step back in panic. He never thought that his father would be the one to open the door.
"So, you know how to come home." The middle-aged man squinted his eyes.
"Well, you said you'd come if I didn't go back." Jay harrumphed while looking away.
"Come in." The middle-aged man opened the door wide and took a step back so that he didn't block the way.
Having no choice, Jay entered his house nonchalantly. But before he could step inside the house, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped while raising his voice. "Oi!"
"What?!" Jay frowned.