“Welcome to The Menagerie,” a man with sharp eyes said. “Do you two need any help?”

Seungcheol shook his head. “I don’t. My friend here does. He’s got too much money and no one to use it on.”

“You’ve come to the right place,” he said with a smile. “Do you have a preference for what sort of hybrid?”

Jeonghan lips thinned. Shaking his head, he shot daggers at Seungcheol’s back. Seungcheol the , who practically skipped away. He probably had one he had his eye on, that’s why he dragged Jeonghan here too.

“We’ll start out simple then. We’ll find one that interests you. No worries.”