In Titus's small apartment, Lulu is sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the bouncer who is doing push-ups “Wow! you're so sexy when you sweat! Can I take a picture?" Said the young man in a happy voice

“No” growls the annoyed giant

“A video?” insists the disturber. which provoked an umpteenth grunt from his host.

Getting up after his exercise, Titus goes to grab a small towel that is hanging over the back of a chair, but it was snatched by Lulu's hand before he reaches it.

The young man shamelessly undertakes to wipe the sweat on the bare chest of the struggling bouncer, trying to take back the towel and especially his personal space.

"But what are you doing?!! Hey, get off me! stop putting your paws on me!!!” he growls

Lulu, hilarious “Don't do the frightened virgin ! I just want to help you!”

"Yeah, that's it!" swings Titus raising his eyes to the sky. Eventually, he shared his bed with Lulu who stuck him up all night. But that’s nothing! Since he woke up, he hasn't stopped following him everywhere and never misses an opportunity to kiss him, hug him and even have "wandering" hands...

Titus, annoyed, goes to the bathroom, Lulu on his coattails “Where are you going?” asks the pink-haired boy. "Take a shower!" growls the giant opening the bathroom door

"Can I come with you?," his annoying guest asks eagerly, "No!" bellowed the giant before slamming the door in his face. Not having a lock on this door, he places a chair under the handle to block it.

He hears Lulu moaning in the other room “That’s not cool!! Can I cook?”

Titus clicks his tongue and annoyed shouts at him “Do whatever you want but don’t burn my kitchen!”

Letting out a huge sigh, he looks at himself in the mirror for a few moments and begins to laugh.

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Service has begun at the Fallen Angel and the men in black now exclusively use the bar's back door, the one that leads directly to the office through a narrow hallway and dimly lit staircase.

Gale leaned against the dark hallway wall, giving orders to the men over the phone. When he hangs up, he sees the light coming from behind him dim. Instinctively, he turns around to face his assailant… But he only found Marc, smiling.

Gale grumbles “Seriously how old are you!!”

So Marc comes closer and whispers “why haven’t you opened your door to me for a few days?”

The tall man with glasses looks at him harshly “Because I didn’t feel like it. I am not your plaything!”

Marc raises his hands in a sign of appeasement "No, but that's not what I meant!"

Gale sighs, then in a bloodily tone "I'm quitting our arrangement! In the end, I can no longer find my account there.” Continuing despite Marc's shocked expression "Don't forget to get noticed in one of the eastern gambling halls before doing your tasks." Then he turns on his heels and walks into the office.

Marc, hurt, tries to digest what he has just taken in the face. Then, pulling himself together, goes the other way and exits the bar.

Gale watches the security screens while collecting messages and information from his colleagues in other districts. Trying to stay focused on his work and drive Marc's hurt gaze out of his memory.

He tries to convince himself that he made the right decision by looking at the screen displaying the kitchen camera and Ritta…

Suddenly his phone rings, reconnecting him to reality. The contact displayed is Ricky, which made him raise an eyebrow because this lieutenant preferred to throw cobblestones of words by message rather than to call him…

"I'm listening !" he said, picking it up.

Ricky, out of breath “The guy Mister Black told us to fire from gambling halls, his name is Stephen? that's it?"

"Yes! why?" replies Gale worried.

“He just walked into White's casino. I approached to listen to what he was saying to the bouncer who wouldn't let him in..” he catches his breath and continues “I didn't hear much and I almost got fried, but he was saying that he had important information about the boss!”

Gale, decrepit face “Thanks Ricky. Come back here as soon as possible!” he hangs up and turns to his boss who has approached him, overhearing the conversation.

“Sir…” Gale starts but Black cuts him off “I really should have thrown him in the river!” he squeaks

“Now take into account that my brother knows that I am here and who my partner is.”

Gale nods

Black, with a resolute look “It’s time to take the twins’ temperature. I couldn't face White alone."