ELLA AND MICHAEL
It's Not My fault, It's Stupid!
Ella instead tells the old man who grabbed Marco to apologize.
“Hah? Apologizing?” ask the man back.
“Not to him, but to me.”
“What?”
“You've ruined my new book launch event, and disrupted my signature and photo-taking sessions.”
“It wasn't my fault, but the fool….
“Arghhhhhh.”
Ella grabbed the man before he finished his speech, just like he did Marco.
“Gosh!”
“What do?”
“Not main.”
The people who came to the show were shocked, as Ella grabbed the man in a public place.
“Who wouldn't scream if it was grabbed like this? Look at! You also scream.”
Ella grabbed the man's hair even harder until she groaned in pain.
Everyone started taking out their phones to take photos and videos.
“Argh!! Release him! Get your hands off my hair!”
“Release!”
The man's wife pulled her husband's hand, because she couldn't take it.
“Listen to me. There's a crazy person bothering us. Should we just shut up?”
The man's wife defended her husband.
“You psychiatrist? Know where that he's crazy from?”
“You can see. He came and talked raved about dinosaurs.”
“Basic crazy woman!”
Ella cursed at the woman.
“Jesus!!!”
“Did I not hear wrong?”
“Not main.”
“Did I hear wrong?”
“Why does he say like that?”
The people who were there, were shocked by Ella who dared to curse at a guardian of a child in public.
“Because you were the one who was raving from earlier, I thought you were the one who went crazy.”
“Sayang. Did you hear that?”
“Hey you. Did you guys hear that? He just insulted me! What are you guys doing? Quickly record him! Turns out the famous author has a wide mouth.”
The old man left with his son to leave the building.
So did the people who also began to scatter from the building.
Marco, who was sitting and crying, stood up and ran out of the building.
Marco went into an empty room, it looked more like an abandoned warehouse.
Marco locked the room from the inside, so that no one would disturb him, and then hid right under the table in the barn.
“I'm fine. I'm not evil.”
“I'm not evil. Not me being evil.”
Marco crouched down and muttered alone in the room.
Michael, who saw Marco enter the room, rushed after him.
Ella follows Michael as well.
Michael and Ella sat in front of the room, waiting for Marco who was still hiding inside.
“You're not in?” ask Ella who is tired of waiting.
“If he has calmed down, he will open it himself.”
“How long?”
“One hour. At most, one to two days.”
Ella stood up from her chair, and was about to leave from there.
Before Ella stepped up, Michael held Ella's hand.
Ella looked up and,
“You want me to stay here and wait for your brother?”
Michael, who was still sitting, took off Ella's hand.
“Who invited you? No need to worry about that. Finish your own business,” Michael warned.
“Worry? Me? Haha. Who should I worry about?”
“The back of your brother's head must be very sensitive. Like a sensitive area that stimulates something.”
“Ahh. Could it be like a Bomb Switch? When the bomb is lifted, it will explode with a fast.”
“Ahh, true too. How was he at the haircut? Will it be like this? ‘Do not! Don't touch my hair. My hair!’”
