co-translator : yukifeebleu
Chapter 2: Fresh Milk and Hot Coffee ****
"Hello, welcome." A female employee smiles at the checkout counter, the same person that comes every morning.
Nom Chud smiled at the other party because the staff sent a wide smile and walked along the shelf to the front of the freezer, some shelves in the cupboard were still empty, and saw the staff behind the flashing being transported items to the floor.
Round eyes behind the glasses, looking at the curd cartons being put into the beautifully arranged shelf, he is standing looking at the milk cartons. The shop's signal sounded as new people entered.
There aren’t many students in the morning like this, making the shop so quiet that he can hear the sound.
“Eh… what is wrong?” A deep, slightly hoarse voice was heard.
It sounds familiar as he’s heard.
Nom Chud tiptoed to see the messy head behind him. This person was so tall that he could see his head past him.
He hadn't seen his face because he had turned his back. There is only a sound that can be heard.
"Fuck, hurry up, I'm tired. I haven't slept since yesterday."
Oh!
Hasn't he slept since yesterday!?
Is it a bat man?
Nom Chud fell asleep from 10:30 p.m., his small mouth twitched, his eyes peeking at the person's messy hair.
"Damn it! Did I come to buy cigarettes, so I chose to eat another bag of snacks? I hate fresh milk, bastard!"
The man standing behind me furrowed his brows, his mouth raised.
What? !!!
Hate fresh milk?!
He was sure that he had never known this person, so why did he come to hate him?
