Ordinary Art Factor [EN]: Chapter 113

The total mineral reward for the clear was 760 tons, which translates to over 2.6 trillion won [approximately 2 billion USD, depending on the exchange rate].

Originally, the government would skim nearly 30% of that amount through mineral exchange fees and various taxes, but a problem arose with the tax exemption.

If they paid out the reward with the tax exemption, they would run out of budget.

If that’s the case, they shouldn’t have even mentioned the tax exemption in the first place.

The president happily announced it on TV less than a week ago, and they’re already backing out?

People really do change their tune once they get what they want.

Fine, whatever. I just won’t exchange it.

The minerals aren’t going anywhere, and I don’t want to accept a reduced reward. I definitely don’t want to pay taxes either.

I’ll just keep them.

Minerals are a currency like gold anyway, so it doesn’t matter.

I’ll build another warehouse at the construction site and make a mineral swimming pool like Scrooge McDuck [a famously wealthy and miserly cartoon character known for swimming in his money].

But wait a second.

Since we’re talking about dungeon clear rewards, did I ever receive the reward for clearing the Seoul City Hall Rank 3 Regen Dungeon?

I should check my bank account. Ahem.

The next day.

I delegated all interview requests, TV appearances, and meetings with government officials to Hyung [older brother or close male friend] Hong-chan, but my wish to go down to Jeju Island was in vain.

Why are so many people looking for me?

It’s annoying! So annoying!

Can’t I just quietly clear dungeons? Huh?

Sighing at Hyung Hong-chan’s not-so-threatening threat to wait in the hotel room for the time being, I was sipping on a canned beer when Han-deuk came into my room with a strange file.

“Hyung-nim [term of respect for an older brother or male friend], are you busy?”

“Yeah.”

“…You don’t seem busy.”

“I am busy. Can you leave?”

“I’ve compiled the list of unique mages and unique job awakeners you asked for last time. Regarding the personnel who will be joining our side…”

“What’s the vice-guild master doing?”

“He told me to talk to you.”

“Who am I? Why is the vice-guild master’s order higher than the guild master’s!”

“Come on, you know. The vice-guild master is about to collapse. And you told me to report this separately. It took quite a while to figure everything out…”

“Ha, fine. Bring it here.”

“Yes.”

I put aside the canned beer and dried snacks I was eating and opened the file Han-deuk brought.

I have to work when I have to work.

It’s definitely not because I was thinking about the dark circles under Hyung Hong-chan’s eyes. Ahem.

As I looked through each page, the personal information of the unique mages was well organized.

This was the result of subtly spreading rumors based on the information I had casually told the team leaders while clearing the Rank 1 Taebaeksan Dungeon, or rather, mining the clear reward minerals.

If I extend a hand to them and wink, they’ll feel excited for some reason.

They know what kind of guild Jiwon Guild is.

As I slowly turned the pages and examined the documents, most of them were Rank 7 to Rank 8.

“Are all the people on this list okay with it?”

“Yes. We haven’t decided on the annual salary and the benefits for clearing dungeons in detail, but the moment you say okay, they’ll all pack their bags and come down to Jeju.”

“Then, roughly match the annual salary around 500 million won [approximately 375,000 USD] and tell them to find their own place to live. And give them a bus ride about once a month. Is that enough?”

“Do you want to accept everyone?”

“Yeah.”

“Even the two Art Factors at the very end?”

“Art Factor?”

At Han-deuk’s words, I looked at the back of the file.

A Rank 8 Awakened male and a female. Art Factors in the same mage class as me.

The male was in his late 30s, and the female was in her early 30s.

“Pick these two first. I’ll see them in person. Organize the schedule and report back.”

“…Understood.”

Sorry, Psy.

You came in first, but these are your seniors.

Awakeners are judged by their Awakened rank. Of course, along with money.

It seems like I’ll have extra batteries. Ahem.

I spent a day and a half just lazing around in the hotel room, doing nothing.

Ignoring the embarrassment, I indulged in internet searches and TV watching, and ordered room service three times a day, being raised like a pig in the room.

The team leaders don’t even come to my room, which they used to visit like their own home, because of the work ordered by the devilish vice-guild master, Hyung Hong-chan.

I’m bored, so bored.

I can’t go out, I can’t walk around, and there’s nothing to do.

That movie where they just eat dumplings comes to mind. Are dumplings on the room service menu? Ahem.

Just when I was about to go crazy, Han-deuk came to the room with the two Art Factors he had mentioned the other day.

They will be Psy’s seniors in the future, and valuable talents who will become my extra batteries.

After a brief greeting and sitting at the table, I personally served coffee… I just put the canned coffee from the refrigerator on the table and opened my mouth.

“You want to join Jiwon Guild?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

His age is 38. His name is Moon Jung-hwan. Awakened Rank 7, Art Factor in the mage class.

“Yes. Is it really possible to join?”

Her age is 31. Her name is Hong Moon-hee. Awakened Rank 8, also an Art Factor in the mage class.

“There’s no reason why you can’t join. However, I’ll have to check your characteristics.”

I start speaking informally from the beginning.

Well, I’m older than them, but it’s awkward to go back to formal speech after speaking informally while clearing the Rank 1 Taebaeksan Dungeon.

Since we’ll be in the same situation if they join Jiwon Guild anyway, it’s all the same. It’s also a hassle. Ahem.

“Agility 30, Endurance 28, Strength 25, Stamina 28, Intelligence 30, Luck 12… The summoned target’s stats are 209.”

The man named Moon Jung-hwan answers first.

“Is it Prolbe or Duran?”

“Pardon? Are you talking about the summoned target’s stats? Prolbe? You can summon Prolbe too?”

“Why? Can’t other people do it?”

“I’ve never heard of an Art Factor who summoned Prolbe before.”

“Then, you also have Duran?”

“Yes. I also have Duran. Agility 17, Endurance 17, Strength 16, Stamina 16, Intelligence 14, Luck 10… And the summoned target’s stats are 143.”

Both of them have Duran. Psy too.

I can’t say for sure because I haven’t met dozens or hundreds of Art Factors, but it seems strange since everyone else says they can only summon Duran.

“How far can you go with the tech tree? What’s the maximum gas absorption rate?”

“Yes. I can go up to Zergling Core and Hydra Core, and I can produce up to 100 Zerglings at the Mature Tower 2, and the maximum absorption rate is 85 pieces of gas. Ah, I can produce about 15 Hydras.”

“I can only create Zergling Core. I can produce 80 Zergling units, and 34 pieces of gas.”

“Hmm, neither of you can make Evolved Zerglings?”

“Yes, 100 pieces of gas are needed for the evolution, so…”

“…Yes.”

They will feel it now.

The gap between them and me.

Of course, I didn’t have king-level stats from the beginning, so if I give them a ride and get hit by the Spell Shockwave from the Jeju City Hall Rank 6 Dungeon dozens of times, they’ll definitely play their part.

After some consideration, I decided to accept them.

No, I was going to accept them from the beginning. They’re my extra batteries.

“When are you thinking of coming down to Jeju? Are you married? Do you have a family?”

“A-Are we being accepted? Really?”

“I’ll go down tomorrow if I can!”

“Whoa, whoa. Calm down. I’ll be going down tomorrow or the day after, so let’s move together then. Be prepared.”

“Ah, understood. Thank you very much!”

“I’ll work hard. I’ll really work hard!”

“Okay. See you next time. Send Han-deuk in when you leave.”

“Yes. I’ll be going now. Guild Master.”

“Yeah. Good work.”

The extra batteries, having finished their greetings, left, and Han-deuk came back in.

“Did you call me?”

“If I called you, you would have come.”

“…….”

“Never mind. How much of a ride did you give Psy? Has it been about a month?”

“We cleared Jeju City Hall once, and mostly Rank 7 and 8 dungeons. Would he be around Rank 9 by now? Something like that.”

“I decided to accept the guys who left earlier, so run them together with Psy. If possible, put them in Jeju City Hall often. And be sure to put them on the clear team when we clear the Seoul City Hall Regen Dungeon next time.”

“Are you going to raise them?”

“Yeah. I have to raise them plump and eat them. Hehe.”

“…….”

“Isn’t it funny?”

“No.”

“Get out.”

“Yes, sir.”

Han-deuk pouted and went outside.

I have three extra batteries.

Should I charge them up fully?

The next day, in the afternoon.

“Congressman~?”

“…….”

“City Manager~?”

“…….”

“Why, for what reason, and for what purpose do I have to meet these people! This is really not right!”

“…Can’t you just meet them once?”

“Yeah. One time becomes two times, and two times becomes three times. No! Absolutely not!”

“Really?”

“Yeah. You’re busy anyway, Hyung. Aren’t you super busy? You keep hiring office workers, but it’s not enough, right? Why is someone like that creating these kinds of meetings?”

“…Sigh~. I really can’t do this anymore.”

With a long sigh, Hyung Hong-chan slumped down on the sofa.

Dark circles under his eyes, drooping shoulders, tired expression, and rough stubble.

Oops. I think I’m being too harsh.

“Hyung. Sorry. I said something unnecessary…”

“It’s not because of you… it is because of you. Ha~.”

He looks at me and says something strange.

“Why? Because of the people you mentioned earlier?”

“…Yeah.”

“Why do they keep wanting to meet me? Even if I’m a hot topic these days, there’s no reason why those old guys need to meet me. Why? Are they trying to gain some popularity and play the celebrity game?”

“Don’t tell me you don’t know why?”

“Ahem, why? Do they want some money? Some kind of donation or investment, something like that?”

“Would they say that directly? They’ll beat around the bush and beat around the bush until they reach that conclusion.”

“Anyway, this rotten political world! Why doesn’t the repertoire ever change! Damn it!”

“What should we do? Even if we postpone it, we’ll run into them someday. You know what happens if you get on their bad side.”

“Ha, damn it. This is really annoying.”

“Ha~ That’s what I’m saying.”

While Hyung Hong-chan and I were just sighing, Ji-hye, Mi-hye, Kim Eun-hee, and Choi Eun-ji, the team-level female guild members, stormed into my room as if a wind had blown them in.

“Oppa [term used by younger women to address older brothers or male friends]! Let’s talk.”

“Denied. Get out.”

“This is not the time to joke around. Look at this. We’re being perceived as sly foxes, sluts, gold diggers, and kimchi women [derogatory term for Korean women obsessed with material possessions]!”

“Well, that’s kind of true.”

“Oppa!”

Looking at the smartphone Ji-hye held out, there was a Best of Best post on a famous community site, titled….

‘Why are mid-level female guild members surrounding Korea’s top Awakener, Guild Master Han Ji-won?’

And most of the thousands of comments below were,

‘They’re just trying to latch onto a rich guy and change their fate.’

‘If I were them, I wouldn’t let go either.’

‘Are they taking turns doing it? ㅋㅋ [Korean equivalent of ‘lol’]’

‘That’s probably it. How much money comes in when you clear a dungeon.’

‘Birds of a feather flock together.’

‘Still, Guild Master Han Ji-won wouldn’t be like that. The women seducing him are the problem.’

‘The person above is right.’

‘Cheap whores!’

‘The guild master clears the dungeon whenever there’s an emergency, and the rest… Hehe. I’m looking forward to it.’

…….

Similar things were getting the most recommendations.

“It’s almost the same everywhere else! What do they think we are! I’m going to capture all these screens and sue them! Don’t stop me!”

“Yeah. Do it. Do it all. Can you please leave now?”

“Aren’t you angry even after seeing this, Oppa? You’re being portrayed as a complete womanizer who does threesomes and 4Ps!”

“That’s my dream. Can you please leave?”

“Oppaaaa!”

“Guild Master!”

Along with Ji-hye’s shout, Kim Eun-hee and Choi Eun-ji look at me strangely.

My head is about to explode as it is, why are you guys doing this too….

“Ha~.”

“…Ha~.”

Hyung Hong-chan next to me sympathizes with my deep sigh.

After a while.

Even Han-deuk and Gil-soo were called in for a countermeasure meeting that wasn’t really a countermeasure meeting.

As if comparing acorns [Korean idiom for pointless comparison of insignificant things], as if even a blank sheet of paper is better than nothing, what brilliant idea will come to mind if we put our heads together that don’t turn around well… nothing comes to mind. Only Ji-hye’s voice gets louder.

“We have to deal with it strongly!”

“I’m going to sue everyone!”

I ignore it, I ignore it.

I have to ignore it, and I will ignore it. Ji-hye’s raised voice.

Han-deuk and Gil-soo are the same. They ignore Ji-hye’s words and ask me.

“…Hyung-nim. Do you have any concerns?”

“Yeah. My head is about to explode as it is, and these guys are doing this too. Ha~.”

“What’s wrong?”

“What else, it’s the sound of some bastards barking for food.”

“Oppa! Are you talking to me?”

“Take it as you like.”

“These days, the surrounding situation is strange. They’re poking around from everywhere. Government agencies aren’t showing much, but congressmen and big shots are drooling. It’s been like this since we cleared Seoul City Hall Rank 3, but it’s even worse these days. I can’t work. I can’t work. But I can’t ignore all those people either. I’m dying. Really.”

Ji-hye looks at Hyung Hong-chan’s complaints.

“Is it because we’re doing so well? Right?”

“It’s because we’re making money, so the flies are gathering.”

“That’s right. I knew this would happen. They’re just jealous, broke, and have no connections, so they’re imagining things. I’ll be understanding.”

“Are you turning into Psy [Korean singer known for his quirky and humorous style]? What are you even talking about?”

Ji-hye spouts nonsense again in response to my question.

“It’s true. We’re doing so well that people are jealous, envious, and gossiping about us. We can just ignore them, or sue them all.”

“The first part is right, but the second part is wrong. What about the people we can’t sue?”

“Then, we have to shut them up.”

“How?”

“What do you mean, how? If you have money, use money. If you have power, use power.”

“…….”

It’s strangely persuasive.

Ji-hye, you might be a genius?

I look at Hyung [older brother or close male friend] Hong-chan, and our eyes meet.

Does Hyung have the same thought as me?

Okay. Let’s do this.

Fight money with money. Fight power with power.

Late evening.

After finishing dinner, Hyung Hong-chan and I sat on the terrace in front of my room and cracked open a can of beer.

“How much are you thinking of spending?”

“Are you going to use money?”

“For now, they want money. It’s easier to work with if we set a usable amount and move forward. It’s better for us if we can use power, though.”

“Um, then this time, we didn’t exchange the money from clearing the Taebaeksan Rank 1 dungeon, so Hyung can use it as he sees fit.”

“… All of it?”

“If we’re going to crush them with money, shouldn’t we have that much? If it’s not enough, I’ll go abroad and earn more. I can make money.”

“Ahem. Well, if that’s the case….”

If you press weakly, they pop out again.

If you hit weakly, they’ll come at you again later.

If you’re going to do it weakly, it’s better not to do it at all.

The money we earn is meant to be spent anyway. We have to spend it properly when we use it.

There’s an old saying, isn’t there?

Earn like a dog and spend like a dog. Ah, is that not it?

Anyway, I’ll spend it like a dog so they can’t talk nonsense again. Those damn annoying bastards!

How should I spend money so I don’t regret spending it so well?

How should I proceed so there are no problems later?

Even if I try to overwhelm them with money, I don’t have a brilliant idea that hits me in the back of the head. I can think about it slowly and ask the kids for advice, but I don’t want to do that for some reason.

Why?

Because it’s my money!

Made with my blood and sweat… well, not really. I just shook Sarah Matilda’s hand once.

By the way, where did she go? She seemed to be surfing the internet hard earlier… She’s not a kid, so she’ll take care of it.

Hyung Hong-chan, who was worrying with me, carefully opens his mouth as if he has a plan.

“Ji-won, how about this method? Since we’re going to spend money anyway, let’s do something good.”

“What is it?”

“So, when you think about it only in Korea, how many awakeners do you think there are?”

“Well? About 500,000 people?”

“According to the association’s data, the number including supporter jobs is about 870,000. If you add hospitals, universities, research labs, and other institutions, this number could increase further. Considering the families and relatives of the awakeners, it’s about 4 million people. Then….”

Hyung Hong-chan’s voice gradually lowers, and I put the beer can I was sipping on the table.

The darkness of the deepening night sky settles around us, and our money-spending plan gradually ripens.

Next day afternoon.

After finishing all official and unofficial schedules, I moved to the airport to go down to Jeju Island.

The plan I discussed with Hyung Hong-chan until dawn yesterday will proceed little by little, or suddenly, and I plan to look around the newly built house for the time being and go fishing, which I haven’t been able to do.

This is also included in the money-spending plan.

I shouldn’t do anything if possible.

That includes clearing dungeons.

When the time is ripe and the money turns around, then I can blow it up.

Where’s a fun unemployed person? Shall we go back to loser mode?

Suddenly it’s going to be so much fun. It’s totally my style. Hehehe.

An hour before departure, Moon Joong-hwan and Hong Moon-hee, who newly joined the Ji-won Guild, appeared at the hotel with large suitcases.

They bowed 90 degrees to the team leader-level guild members and the same to the other guild members.

They’re new, so they’re being polite… Huh? That bastard?

Psy grabs Hong Moon-hee’s hand and rubs it, telling her to do well.

‘Pow!’

“Aagh! Aaaagh! J, Jugeun [Damn it]!”

“Shall I make your head turn forward from the back? Where are you flirting?”

“It hurts! It hurts so much!”

“Shall I make the feeling of pain ticklish? Do you want to live in extreme pain for the rest of your life?”

“N, no!”

Seeing Psy crawling on the floor, some of the surrounding guild members burst into laughter.

“Get up!”

“Yes!”

Psy quickly gets up and comes to me, standing at attention in front of me.

“Moon Joong-hwan, Hong Moon-hee.”

“Yes. Guild leader.”

“Yes.”

First, I called the two of them to stand next to me and announced to the guild members.

“As some of you may know, Moon Joong-hwan and Hong Moon-hee are joining the Ji-won Guild from today. I’ll explain the details later. Their job is Art Factor, like me. There’s Psy and two new guild members with the same job, so I’m creating a new team at this opportunity. The team name will be announced later, and the composition is these two and Psy. Moon Joong-hwan is the team leader, and Hong Moon-hee is the deputy team leader. Psy is a team member. That’s all. Move to the airport. Departure.”

“Yes. I understand. Everyone heard that, right? Move. Check again if you forgot anything before getting on the bus!”

“Check your personal belongings again and move!”

Han-deuk and Gil-soo come forward to manage the situation and move the guild members to the parking lot.

The Dungeon Management Bureau agents and association staff around them explain the current situation with walkie-talkies and cell phones, and the hotel security guards surround us in a double layer from the outside, in preparation for any possible situation.

“J, Jugeun!”

Psy’s cry, who was blankly losing his mind, is heard from behind me.

I’ve said it over and over again, but awakeners are spoken of by awakener rank.

If you want to be treated as a senior because you came in first, just go to a regular company. This is a job… well, that’s right.

Anyway, I have to go down to Jeju quickly and go into loser mode.

I walk to the parking lot with a slightly excited feeling, but I feel something is missing.

A feeling like I forgot something? Hmm. What is it?

Led by dozens of police cars and motorcycles, we moved to Gimpo Airport, waited in the VIP lounge with dozens of airport security guards, dozens of management bureau agents, and dozens of association staff, and then went down to Jeju on a special charter flight.

Why are hundreds of agents sticking to guarding about 30 awakeners?

Anyway, we’re awakeners, so we don’t need to be guarded? We’re stronger than you?

Ah, are they guarding the general public who will run into us, not guarding us?

Are we going to do something bad? Huh? Is that really not it?

I get off the plane and enter the gate, imagining useless things.

It takes a little while because there are quite a few people, and a man in his late 40s rushes over.

“Huk. J, just a moment! I’m from the Provincial Office Secretariat.”

“…….”

“G, Governor wants to have a cup of tea.”

“…….”

“Han Ji-won, the governor….”

“What are you doing? Aren’t you going?”

At my words, the guild members move, and as we move, the security guards also move.

“H, Han Ji-won! The governor is waiting in the airport lounge now!”

Someone’s desperate cry echoes from behind, but I ignored it.

What? So what?

Whether it’s the governor, the dog governor, or the beggar governor, I have no intention of meeting him at all!

Do I have to meet someone just because they’re waiting here? I’m so busy!

I have to meet my seniors and play billiards and drink alcohol!

I have to go into loser, unemployed mode!

My steps quicken as I exit the airport gate.

It’s funny. It’s something to see in the world for a long time.

As soon as I get out of the gate, the staff of the Jeju branch of the Awakener Association greet me. Of course, including the branch manager.

Dozens and hundreds of reporters and our agents, police officers were controlling the crowded people, and the questions shouted by the reporters were buried in the tremendous camera flashes and the shouts of the general public.

And the Jeju branch manager comes to me, hugs me, and whispers in my ear.

“We have a separate team just for you.”

It must be special surveillance. About dangerous people.

But it doesn’t matter.

I’m in loser mode for the time being. Hehehe.

Pushing through hundreds of people, a state-of-the-art black SUV from a certain company was parked outside under the protection of the police.

A dedicated security guard, whether affiliated with the association or the management bureau, opens the car door, and another agent is sitting in the driver’s seat in advance.

This is totally fine? It feels like I’m a chairman of a large corporation.

The corners of my mouth slowly rise in a satisfactory situation.

As soon as I get in the car, the security guard closes the door and gets in the passenger seat, whether he’s moving with me.

“Shall we take you home?”

“Yes. Please do.”

The police car takes the lead, sounding a loud siren, and the SUV moves quietly.

The clear blue sky and Hallasan Mountain are clearly visible through the car window on the way from the airport to home. The scenery is green as summer approaches.

Um, suddenly I feel so proud and my shoulders are strong.

Ah, was the Jeju branch manager aiming for this?

Kaka [onomatopoeia for laughter]. Branch Manager Ajussi [term for older man, often used respectfully] has a good sense?

I give more strength to my shoulders, which are strong, press the house password and enter… Huh? W, what? Why are there so many shoes?

“Who… Honey!”

My wife’s voice creates a single common denominator in the noisy house.

“Dad~.”

“Ah, son!”

“Han Seo-bang [term of endearment for husband]!”

“Ji-won!”

“Uncle~.”

“Uncle!”

Why are the titles calling me all different?

Including my parents, in-laws, uncles and aunts, cousins, sisters-in-law, brothers-in-law, and their children, the 38-pyeong [unit of area, approx. 126 square meters] villa is about to explode.

When will the new house be finished!

As I watch my parents and relatives who welcome me tremendously, passionately, and enthusiastically, an unknown sigh escapes.

I have to go out? Dinner appointment… Ahem.

Hugging the running son, sitting the clinging nephews on my lap, patting my wife’s back, and when I answer my parents’ questions, my in-laws talk to me, and when I try to answer that again, my uncles and aunts intervene, and then my cousins participate again….

Um, I have to go out.

My mom and aunts are preparing snacks, saying it’s early for dinner.

Only one table is placed in front of me, and dozens of eyes are only looking at me.

They pour all their attention on me as if to explain something quickly, as if to hear a strange story quickly.

My son, who is calling me Dad, doesn’t think about leaving my arms, and my mom’s laughter in the kitchen is getting louder and louder.

Ha~, it’s so burdensome.

Can’t I meet each of you separately one day later?

I’m telling you I have to go out! I have to go into loser mode now… Ha, that’s it. Let’s give up.

Next day.

My wife eats a simple breakfast that is carefully prepared, cannot be described as delicious, but feels sincere, and I roll around roughly. When it’s around noon, I go outside,

“Are you moving? I’ll take you.”

An agent wearing a black suit, black sunglasses, and a black tie approaches and asks.

Ah, are you asking?

“I’m going to buy cigarettes. Right in front of you.”

“Shall I buy it? You like ESSE Ice, right?”

“That’s right, but. There’s no need to go. I’ll just go….”

“If you don’t mind, I’ll buy it. It’s harder for us unless Han Ji-won is moving by car. Please wait here for a moment.”

Indeed, less than 5 minutes after coming out of the house, people start to gather slowly, and some people take out their cameras and take pictures right in front of me and right next to me.

Um, this is so convenient, but it’s also so inconvenient?

Can I live my daily life? Really? Is this how top celebrities live? Huh? Really?

I have to move to a new house quickly. This is not very comfortable… but it’s not? Hehehe.

Late afternoon.

I postponed the request of the seniors who were looking for me so much yesterday to today.

I think I’ll hang out often for the time being.

Using the vehicles of the approaching security guards just outside the house, I stopped by the city hall, roughly, simply, and quickly checked the operation status of the Jeju City Hall Rank 6 dungeon, and entered the billiard hall,

“If you just sign one, the game fee is free for life.”

The billiard hall owner takes out smooth paper and a pen, and the seniors who arrived in advance give me a strong greeting and slowly take out the camera while looking at my face, and take a selfie.

Um, can I really live like I used to?

Really?

A hectic atmosphere was created, but as time passed, it returned to its former appearance.

Indeed, it hasn’t been even 2 years since I awakened, so there’s no way the seniors who have been with me for over 20 years will change at once.

Well, they look at me with slightly strange eyes, and there’s still no mass of swearing like before, but if we face each other a little more, we’ll get used to it.

I simply played a game of billiards and went to a nearby ribs restaurant for dinner… Um, this is really a problem?

At first, people were like, uh, uh? Then they just took their seats around me, took pictures, and the ribs restaurant owner got a big piece of paper from somewhere and asked me to sign it.

Should I get angry? Or should I summon the zealots and chase them all away?

What should I do in this case?

I’m going to get indigestion while eating.

As expected, the seniors are also embarrassed and eat or drink alcohol.

In a strange atmosphere, we decided to get together again next time and parted ways.

I approached the security guard who was watching the situation from afar and told him to go home, and the car arrived quickly.

Um, I don’t think I’ll have to take a taxi in the future.

On the way home with a slightly regretful heart.

The colorful neon signs and lights of the city streets are reflected through the car window.

But what is it? What is this unknown emptiness?

Why do I keep feeling so empty since yesterday?

I keep feeling like I forgot something since I came down from Seoul, but I don’t know what it is. What is it?

Next day.

While eating a late breakfast and lunch, I suddenly and accidentally found the reason for that emptiness yesterday.

“Sarah Matilda!”