"Wait here, I'll go back in the house to get my cigarette."

"Sure."

I watched Maverick as he got up from sitting on the mat and walked back to the house. The man wasn't wearing anything on top. It's just his boxer shorts as usual.

"Tsk. The man's got a thick skin. He didn't feel any coldness."

I returned my eyes back to the violent waves of the sea and drank from the can of wine I was holding. The moon is bright in the sky illuminating the white sand and blue ocean. You can also hear the strong gusts of wind around.

I have no idea what Maverick has...