“You… You smoke these kinds of cigarettes, Gerald…?”
Everyone felt like they had just received mental slaps to their faces. This was especially so for Yura.
To think that he had specifically brought along cigarettes that he had asked his friend to buy for him all the way from M country. The ones he had were really precious and expensive.
He had honestly been waiting to pass them around so that the crowd would praise and admire him.
After all, when a young man went out, the first thing people would tend to notice would be his attire. Next, they would see what kind of watch he was wearing. Last but not least, if he was a smoker, they would definitely want to identify what brand of cigarettes he smoked. All these worked together to establish a man’s ‘grades’.
To Yura’s dismay, he was the one who ended up receiving the mental slap once Gerald took his own box of cigarettes out!
“I don’t usually smoke. I just grabbed these as I was heading out today!” explained Gerald.
He hadn’t really expected a simple box of cigarettes to cause such a sensation. It made him feel quite helpless.
“Hah! Then it’s probably a fake! If the cigarettes truly are as great as you described, how could Gerald possibly have gotten his hands on them?” replied Marilyn who was still in disbelief.
“Probably? It’s a hundred percent fake! Gerald probably doesn’t even realize that he’s been deceived! If you really wanted to leave home with a box of cigarettes in hand, you could’ve just bought a box of Marlboro cigarettes! Those cost a few measly dollars at most! Carrying fake X-One cigarettes around… What a joke!” sneered the boy from before as he tossed the box of cigarettes to the side.
Sensing the chance to show off in front of Giya, Yura then immediately said, “Gerald, Gerald, Gerald… It’s not like I want to badmouth you or anything, but you should realize by now that we all know the ins-and-outs of your background like the back of our hands… There really is no need for you to try showing off in front of us… Regardless, you’ve already graduated, right? Have you found a job yet?”
His tone gave the illusion of him being a knowledgeable person, and once his question ended, he looked at Giya who was sitting right beside him.
“Nope!” replied Gerald as he shook his head.
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