Under Creature Chapter 10.1

“Seo Dohyun!!”

“Yes. Gyeom-ah.”

Yigeom urgently called out to Seo Dohyun, striding over to his side and thrusting Jin Geonwoo’s resume right in front of him.

“Did you see this?”

“First time seeing it.”

To Seo Dohyun, who answered with a relaxed smile, Yigeom pointed insistently at the Association’s grade certification and the part that read ‘Healer Type,’ as if to ask if he still didn’t grasp the situation. Even so, he simply maintained his calm smile without a hint of surprise.

“Can’t you see? It says he’s an A-rank Healer.”

How could they refuse someone with such good specs, like being the top student at Seoul National University, who was overqualified for Latter and had personally come all the way to this crappy place on his own two feet?

At first, Yigeom had been so busy with one thing after another that he hadn’t even planned on hiring a rookie, but thinking back now, the busier they were, the more they should have hired a new member. Besides, an A-rank Healer was an ability they desperately needed.

Seo Dohyun would surely change his tune once he saw this.

“Impressive.”

But that was the end of his reaction.

“…That’s it? Isn’t it about time we hired a new member?”

When Yigeom asked, taken aback, he just smiled faintly again.

It’s not like they had gathered to play house; whether they liked it or not, shouldn’t they unconditionally hire someone with specs like these?

“Are you sure it’s okay not to hire him?”

Yigeom questioned Seo Dohyun again, who seemed to not particularly welcome a rookie.

Seo Dohyun pondered for a moment before opening his lips.

“Do whatever you want to do, Gyeom.”

“…Me?”

“Yeah. You’re the Vice President, aren’t you?”

“……”

Yigeom’s lips stretched sideways in a grimace. Responsibility washed over him as the matter was suddenly delegated entirely to him.

An A-rank Healer, no less, an ability that Latter didn’t have and desperately needed.

Heck, during battle, there were far more difficult situations because they didn’t have a healer than because they did. It should be fine to hire him… right?

Yigeom glanced at Doa, Jewoo, and Namgoong Sanha to ask for their opinions.

“I don’t mind either way. I’ll be neutral,” Jewoo said, wiping cookie crumbs from his mouth. The others stated their opinions in turn.

“I’m neutral too. I’ll go with the majority.”

“I think it’d be great!”

Yigeom sank into thought, meticulously rereading the resume one more time. Seo Dohyun had left it to him, so he could be considered neutral; Jewoo and Doa were also neutral, and Namgoong Sanha was in favor. So all I have to do is decide?

“Of course, I’m in favor… but.”

Is it okay for it to be decided this easily? It was a meeting that meandered on without even ten minutes of discussion. The term people often used these days, a ‘sh*tty small company,’ was a perfect description of Latter.

As if sensing Yigeom’s worry, Sanha made a suggestion.

“If you’re really worried, how about we hire him as an intern?”

“An intern?”

“Yeah. We can watch him for a while, and if we like him, we can hire him officially.”

“Hmm….”

Jin Geonwoo was an A-rank. With specs like that, other guilds would roll out the red carpet, begging him to join them. Would he kick aside all those opportunities and agree to join Latter, a place buried under a mountain of work, as a mere intern?

If it were Yigeom, he would never do that.

“Seeing as he followed us all the way from the Association, he seems to really want to join our guild, so don’t you think he’d be fine with being an intern?”

Namgoong Sanha had a point. But that was precisely what Yigeom found suspicious.

What’s to gain from joining Latter? With that level of skill, there must be tons of other places he could go, so why insist on Latter?

“But hyung. Shouldn’t we be going to get our grade tests soon?”

Jewoo asked with an expectant look on his face.

The grade didn’t indicate the ability of the power itself, but rather the magnitude of the potential to wield that power.

Looking at the recently refined distribution of grades, S was roughly an extremely small minority, A was a small minority of skilled people, and B was most hunters.

C-ranks were treated decently in the industry, but D, and especially F, were at such a trivial level that combat was out of the question, and no matter how good their power was, it was only useful in daily life.

For reference, even among those who got A-rank, if their power was unique, guilds would sometimes treat them as S-ranks.

“What if I get S-rank?”

“You think just anyone gets S-rank?”

“The bigger the dream, the better, you know? Dohyun-hyung. Should we go get tested next weekend?”

Jewoo retorted sullenly at Doa, who had instantly shattered his soaring expectations, and called out to Dohyun.

Before answering Jewoo, Dohyun asked Yigeom.

“Are you free?”

“I have plans on the weekend, so I can’t. I can go separately, so you guys go ahead and get tested first.”

To Yigeom’s refusal, Dohyun answered with a silent, languid smile.

🦅࿐

Two weeks later, on a Monday. Yigeom bought drinks for two and got into the passenger seat.

Today was the day he was going to the Association to get his grade test.

“I could have gone alone, you didn’t have to.”

“I was bored. Is that one mine?”

“Yeah. Just an Americano.”

Yigeom asked as he placed the drinks in the car’s console.

“How did the kids’ grades turn out? What about Sanha-hyung? And you?”

“You didn’t hear?”

“Nope. They said they’d tell me when they saw me in person.”

Those kids. They could have just told him the results over text, but they insisted on telling him face-to-face.

“Open the thing in front of you.”

At his words, Yigeom opened the glove box in front of him. Inside were the Association’s certification papers.

“I was planning to store yours with them all at once when you get it today.”

Letting Dohyun’s answer wash over him, he picked up the papers and slowly scanned them.

Since the type of power was something even the Association couldn’t determine, the certificates simply had the Association’s mark, the name of the person tested, and their grade in English, from S to F.

“Doa is an A.”

He flipped to the next page.

“Sanha-hyung is a B.”

He flipped the page again, and Jewoo’s grade appeared.

“…S? Jewoo is an S?”

“Seems so.”

Yigeom stared intently at Jewoo’s certificate and then chuckled. It was obvious that he would have jumped around excitedly and gotten an earful from Doa.

The reason he absolutely wouldn’t tell him over text was probably because he wanted to see his surprised reaction.

Pondering what kind of reaction he should show Jewoo, he turned to the next page. It went back to Doa’s certificate, the one he saw first.

Counting the sheets, there were only three.

“Seo Dohyun. Where’s your certificate?”

“Don’t have one.”

“Why? You didn’t get tested?”

“Nope. I was going to do it with you.”

“……”

Yigeom fell silent.

As things stood, anyone could define their relationship as the closest of friends. It had become routine for him to go to Seo Dohyun first whenever something came up and discuss it deeply.

Sometimes, no, often, they would eat together, just the two of them, and on occasion, they would go for drinks together.

“You should’ve just done it while you were there. Why would you wait?”

Feeling awkward, he grumbled to change the subject.

“And Sanha-hyung said he’s going to contact that Jin Geonwoo guy we met last time today.”

Last time he spoke with Namgoong Sanha, they had come to the conclusion of asking if he would be okay with an intern position. Seo Dohyun, as if it were none of his business, neither affirmed nor denied it.

“Yeah.”

It was the same this time.

Upon arriving at the Association, they headed straight for the grade testing room.

“Mr. Yoon Yigeom.”

“Yes.”

“Please come in.”

The testing room he entered, following the staff member’s guidance, was a place he had been to once before, so it felt somewhat familiar.

As he took off his outerwear and sat down at the machine in comfortable clothes, a thought occurred to him. Couldn’t they assign a new grade based on previous test records?

He quickly dismissed the thought, figuring they wouldn’t have asked him to come for a re-test if that were the case.

“The test is finished. You can come out now.”

“Okay.”

When he finished the test and came out to the waiting room, Seo Dohyun wasn’t there. He was probably in another testing room.

Yigeom waited for his test result sheet, his heart secretly pounding.

He’d heard that people who were ‘High-Rank’ before mostly got A or higher. There were occasional cases of people getting B, but that was a minority, and even then, it was a B close to an A.

“Mr. Yoon Yigeom, please pick up your test sheet.”

He approached the desk staff and immediately checked the result sheet.

“Oh.”

Then he let out a short gasp. It was S. This meant that Latter alone now had two S-ranks.

Latter was already called a minor guild, and to have an S-rank, said to be a rarity, pop up just like that made him have to actively suppress the corners of his mouth from turning up.

Thinking about Latter’s prestige like this, it seemed he had grown quite fond of the place without even realizing it.

Uncharacteristically, Yigeom asked the staff member a question.

“What exactly is the criterion for dividing the grades?”

The face that asked the question was filled not with curiosity, but with pride. It was a disposition that said, Let me hear just how amazing S-rank is. The answer is already decided, so you just have to give it.

However, the staff member gave an unexpected answer.

“There’s surprisingly not a big difference in potential between S and A in using their powers. Everyone mistakes it for being based on potential, but that’s only up to A. S is measured by a slightly different standard.”

“…What?”

Since it wasn’t the answer he had expected, Yigeom blinked his eyes blankly.

“I’m not saying potential is useless, but S is, um… the ability itself.”

Yigeom secretly frowned. The ability itself? What kind of vague statement was that? The staff member, even after saying it, looked troubled, not knowing how to explain it.

Was there something that was too ambiguous to explain clearly?

Yigeom thought of Jewoo, who had gotten the same S-rank as him.

‘The ability itself….’

Jewoo has the ability to make flowers bloom, or more accurately, to create plants.

For example, that crescent moon flower. Was it because he created a plant that didn’t exist in the world? Was that the criterion that differentiated S and A?

Just as he was staring intently at the test sheet and pondering the criteria for S-rank, Seo Dohyun, finished with his test, came out.

“Were you waiting?”

He stood next to Yigeom, the corners of his lips curling up.

“Not really. When will Seo Dohyun’s test result be out?”

“It will be out shortly.”

Simultaneously with the staff’s words, a printed sheet came out of the printer, and Yigeom stared at it intently.

Would Seo Dohyun be an S or an A?

Yigeom’s eyes were colored with curiosity.

Seo Dohyun seemed to have no interest in his own test result, so Yigeom took the paper on his behalf and quickly checked it.

Seo Dohyun. Grade A.

“You’re an A?”

He paid no mind to his own grade and snatched Yigeom’s test sheet.

“You’re an S.”

“Yeah. It turned out that way.”

Yigeom showed the small kindness of answering casually, in case Seo Dohyun’s pride might be hurt. He still didn’t quite understand the staff’s words about it being ‘the ability itself,’ but Seo Dohyun’s ability was related to time. That ability had produced tremendous effects.

Time itself. It was a phrase hard to imagine and not easy to understand.

Seo Dohyun’s eyes crinkled softly as he murmured teasingly.

“Gyeom-ah, I guess you’ll have to protect me from now on.”

“…What?”

“I’m an A, and you’re an S.”

“They said A and S aren’t divided by potential.”

“Whatever.”

Yigeom let out a dry laugh.

The guy who used to only know how to be sarcastic was now sucking up to him a bit since they’d gotten closer, and it wasn’t so bad.

🦅࿐

“…Hoo.”

“Here’s some water.”

“Thanks.”

Yigeom let out a ragged breath and chugged the water from the plastic bottle Kang Taeha handed him. He was in the middle of doing Kang Taeha’s morning workout again today, something he’d been doing consistently for a few months now.

Yesterday, after finishing the grade test at the Association, when Jewoo asked what he got, he had proudly answered S.

Jewoo’s reaction at that time was quite funny. As much as he had hyped himself up as the future talent who would be responsible for Latter, he was so surprised and delighted by the fact that there was one more S-rank talent that he looked like he would jump for joy. They had barely managed to stop him from clamoring to go out to eat.

Namgoong Sanha had said that Jin Geonwoo also accepted the intern offer and would start work next week, and he worried that Jewoo might make a fuss about going out to eat again then. Why did the kid, young as he was, like group activities so much? He was worried that Jin Geonwoo might end up disliking him.

“Gyeom-ah. How about we try this today?”

Yigeom, having watched the video Kang Taeha showed him to the end, frowned.

“Isn’t that too dangerous?”

While consistently doing morning workouts with him, they would run, and sometimes they would practice practical fighting techniques from some media videos.

At first, he refused, saying things like, “No way,” and, “What if we get into an accident doing this by ourselves when we’re not even experts?” But to Kang Taeha’s words, “Do you think I’d let you get hurt?” he couldn’t help but reluctantly give in.

‘That I think I would hurt you.’

He had never actually said those words out loud.

In the end, he was once again half-heartedly going along with Kang Taeha’s insistence today.

“You just hesitated slightly with your right foot again.”

“Did I? It’s not easy to fix.”

An unexpected benefit was that his good eyes allowed him to clearly see the small habits Kang Taeha did unconsciously.

He didn’t know at first, but things like how when using a certain technique, he would always turn his right foot about 10 degrees to the left before starting the motion, or at other times, how Kang Taeha’s gaze would land on the area he was about to attack first, making it easy to predict the path.

They were such minor things that they were almost unnoticeable, and although Yigeom often pointed them out, Kang Taeha’s movements were in fact clean and without superfluous motion. It was just that Yigeom, with his better-than-average memory, was able to spot them by overlaying Kang Taeha’s past movements with his current ones, like a spot-the-difference puzzle.

Since he pointed out so many things to fix, Kang Taeha always wanted to work out with Yigeom, and since Yigeom could also learn various techniques from him, it was a mutually beneficial relationship.

After the workout, Yigeom, who was relaxing while fiddling with his phone, suddenly muttered.

“Let’s stop working out here for today. I have to go pick up a package.”

“Tell them to just leave it. What package is it?”

“Cleaning supplies.”

“Cleaning supplies?”

“Yeah.”

Since an intern would be starting next week, there was a need to transform the filthy office, which looked like rats might be crawling across the ceiling.

Yigeom hadn’t forgotten the shock and dismay he felt when he first joined Latter. The moment when his fantasy of it being a decent workplace had completely shattered.

An A-rank healer could have joined a much better place, so he was just grateful that he had come to Latter, even as an intern. He couldn’t let such a person have the same memories as he did.

Since they didn’t even have proper cleaning tools, he took this opportunity to spend a large sum- no, with his current wealth, this amount could be considered small change. He had already ordered various cleaning supplies online with a small sum.

From now on, they would have an intern, and Yigeom planned to go to the office today, meticulously divide up the tasks each person had to do, and also assign cleaning duties to keep their respective areas clean.

🦅࿐

Thud- .

Yigeom set down the cleaning supplies he had brought in, box and all, in the office.

“Oppa, what’s that?”

“Stop eating ice cream and get up.”

“What?”

“Perfect timing. Seo Doa, you go empty the trash can.”

“…What?”

With a black plastic bag now in her hand, Doa looked up at Yigeom with a clueless expression. Yigeom calmly looked around, searching for someone who wasn’t there.

“Where did Seo Dohyun go?”

“Didn’t you two come together?”

“I took a taxi.”

“If you don’t know, oppa, then I don’t know either.”

For siblings, her words were merciless. For now, he decided to deal with Seo Dohyun later and assigned roles to Jewoo, who had noticed the signs that he was about to be given a task and was trying to escape to the bathroom, and to Namgoong Sanha, who was looking at him with a ‘What should I do?’ expression.

“Hyung, please run the vacuum cleaner once.”

“Okay! Got it.”

It was a real relief that the office at least had a vacuum cleaner from the start.

“And… Cha Jewoo! Since you’re already in the bathroom, clean it all up before you come out.”

At Yigeom’s command, Jewoo slightly opened the door, peeked his face out, and mumbled.

“But the cleaning supplies….”

“I bought them all. Come and get them.”

“Okayy.”

Even while grumbling, he diligently took the cleaning supplies and slipped back into the bathroom.

And so, an impromptu major cleaning session began.

After a whirlwind of cleaning, Yigeom looked around the transformed office. Then, smiling with satisfaction, he asked the others who were sprawled out everywhere, on the sofa, bed, and whatnot.

“So, how does it feel now that it’s clean?”

“Ughhh…, I think I’m going to die….”

Jewoo groaned, making zombie noises.

“They say the environment makes the person. Let’s keep it this way from now on. Now it finally looks like a place where people live.”

“But why the sudden big clean-up?”

At Doa’s question, Sanha answered in Yigeom’s stead.

“An intern is starting next week.”

“Ah, that person we saw last time?”

Yigeom muttered as he sat down with a notepad.

“Yeah. So about that… let’s try to systematically assign roles before the intern comes.”

“Roles?”

“Yes. We decided Sanha-hyung would handle accounting, and for HR… Sanha-hyung, would you do it?”

Doa and Jewoo were the youngest and high school students, so they would be inexperienced in handling people. Perhaps because of the thought that ‘older = more experienced,’ Yigeom felt that Namgoong Sanha, the eldest in Latter, was the most reliable.

“Me?”

“Yes. You received the intern’s resume this time, too. I think you’d be good at it?”

“Uh… okay. I’ll try my best then.”

Sanha, who had ended up in charge of another task in a daze, nodded.

“Then what about you, Gyeom-oppa?”

“Me? I’m the Vice Master. And I’m busy with vigilante work.”

“Hyung, then what about me? What should I do?”

Jewoo asked, his eyes sparkling.

“You? You….”

Yigeom, who was carefully thinking about what task to give him, narrowed his brow. No matter how much he thought, he couldn’t find a task to palm off on Jewoo. This felt precarious, that felt precarious; a sense of anxiety welled up, just like entrusting a fish store to a cat.

After agonizing over it, Yigeom finally lumped Jewoo and Doa together and said.

“You take charge of cleaning with Doa.”

“What? Cleaning? That’s something I do every day at school.”

Jewoo, who had been expecting a cool, corporate-sounding title like Accounting or HR like Namgoong Sanha, couldn’t hide his disappointment at being told to do the cleaning he did every day at school.

“Well, let’s just try it like this for this month. We can rotate later or something.”

This wasn’t some elementary school classroom. Someone might ask if it makes sense for a company to change job roles every month, but at Latter, it does.

“For CA Area, Doa will continue to contact the Association and record it as she does now, and Jewoo… um. Don’t skip your school homework. Don’t be late, get along with your friends, and clean diligently.”

When he was busy, he felt like he could use even a cat’s paw for help, but still, Jewoo…. The kid was originally very clumsy, but considering he was weak to the ways of the world due to being confined after becoming a Blood Hunter, something he never wanted to be as a child, the conclusion was that it was difficult to readily trust him with anything.

“Hyuuung!? Is that all you have to say to me?”

“But if Sanha-oppa is doing accounting and HR, I’m doing CA Area, and Cha Jewoo is doing cleaning, then what are you doing, oppa?”

Doa asked Yigeom, lightly ignoring Jewoo who was shouting, “He said we’re doing cleaning together, you know?”

“Me? I have to go to vigilante meetings with Seo Dohyun, and I’m busy in various ways. And you know that mostly Seo Dohyun and I go out for the dawn CAs, right? You’re not gonna count nighttime pay?”

“Nighttime pay… You should take that up with the Association! Or ask them to lower the commission for dawn CAs! And in return, all the commission from creatures caught at dawn goes to you oppas!”

Doa, who had almost been swayed by the mention of dawn CAs, snapped to her senses and cornered Yigeom.

‘Ah, she’s not falling for it.’

He had tried to subtly get out of the work, but it was a major failure. In the end, Yigeom had no choice but to calm the excited Doa down.

“Alright, alright. I’ll train the intern when he comes. Happy now?”

“No, Gyeom-ah. That’s something I, as the person in charge of HR…”

“Sanha-oppa, it’s best to delegate work to others. My work to others, and others’ work to others, too.”

The high schooler had already grasped the way of the corporate world.

‘She’s going to be someone great….’

Yigeom pressed his lips together firmly.

🦅࿐

And the long-awaited next week.

The intern arrived at the office.

“…Excuse me. I’m Jin Geonwoo, and I’ll be starting as an intern at Latter from this week!”

With the vigor of a rookie, a disciplined Jin Geonwoo entered Latter.

“Hello, it’s nice to meet you.”

“Yes, thank you for hiring me as an intern.”

“Not at all. The honor is ours. Would you like to come in?”

Yigeom guided Jin Geonwoo inside while exchanging formal pleasantries.

“Yes.”

Seeing Jin Geonwoo enter stealthily, his eyes darting around, felt like watching his own past self.

“Hello! I’m Cha Jewoo. I’m 18. Please speak comfortably with me.”

“Okay. Nice to meet you! I’m Jin Geonwoo!”

Jewoo approached Jin Geonwoo with a broad grin and exchanged greetings.

“I’m Seo Doa.”

“…Yes! I’m Jin Geonwoo.”

“I’m 18 too. You can speak comfortably.”

“Okay. Nice to meet you too!”

I can guarantee she mentioned her age late on purpose.

It seemed like she was testing whether the newcomer would use informal language with someone who looked younger than him on their first meeting.

‘Just like Seo Dohyun’s sister.’

It was a good thing Seo Dohyun wasn’t in the office yet; if he had been here too, this place would have been a chaotic mess.

As expected, the only one I could count on was Namgoong Sanha.

“Hello! I’m Namgoong Sanha, 28 years old. We’re the same age!”

“Gasp, hello! I’m Jin Geonwoo. You can speak comfortably with me.”

“Sh-should I? Then you speak comfortably too.”

“Okay. Nice to meet you!”

After a round of introductions with everyone in Latter except Seo Dohyun, Yigeom felt a bit troubled. To be precise, it was a difficulty that came from not knowing what he was supposed to do next.

Putting aside the fact that he was supposed to be in charge of the new guy… what was he supposed to teach him?

Yigeom tried to recall the things he learned when he first joined Latter.

Catching creatures, catching creatures, catching creatures for the Association, catching Blood Hunters….

All he did all day was catch things. Yigeom, now adapted to the hunter world, knew very well that the path he had walked was far from the norm for a typical rookie.

‘Seo Dohyun really put me through the wringer.’

So should he go out to catch creatures with Jin Geonwoo too? But he wasn’t a combatant; he was a healer, a precious talent that Latter had never had before.

‘What do healers usually do?’

He couldn’t go out creature hunting, and if he were to teach him about the hunter world, it seemed like he had already learned it inside and out over the past six months….

“Seo Doa. Come here for a sec….”

Yigeom whispered, calling Seo Doa over.

“What is it?”

“…What am I supposed to teach him?”

“If you’re asking me that….”

Doa looked up at Yigeom with a dumbfounded expression before closing her lips and pondering along with him.

He’s already had his second awakening, he’s a healer so he won’t be helpful in the hunt itself, and he seems to have knowledge about hunters….

Doa, who was watching Jin Geonwoo intently, muttered as if she’d realized an important fact.

“That person… now that I look at him, he’s better than you, oppa.”

“What? Are you talking about me?”

“Yes. You, Gyeom-oppa. We had to teach you everything from one to ten.”

Yigeom answered with a crooked glare.

“That’s because you guys practically kidnapped me.”

Threatening to kill someone on the first day of his awakening, blackmailing him with time… Of course, those incidents had nothing to do with Seo Doa, and she knew nothing about them.

Come to think of it, why did Seo Dohyun take Cha Jewoo around with him? Presumably, at first, it was under the pretext of taking care of Jewoo, who was suffering from an addiction to creature blood.

He probably tried to quench the thirst for creature blood, taking solace in the fact that Jewoo at least didn’t feel a thirst for human blood, but it was a timeline Jewoo couldn’t even remember anyway.

Besides, since Jewoo must have seen many bleeding people under his parents’ care when he was young, he would have reacted indifferently, and similarly, Seo Dohyun must have gradually gotten used to going on night hunts with Cha Jewoo.

After Yigeom arrived, with the firm declaration that minors should go to bed early, the night hunts were exclusively done by Yigeom and Dohyun, with Namgoong Sanha occasionally joining in.

“Gyeom-oppa.”

Doa tugged on the collar of Yigeom, who was lost in thought.

“What?”

“That person over there.”

“Yeah.”

“He’s doing just fine without anyone teaching him anything.”

Yigeom whipped his head around to look at Jin Geonwoo.

“Jewoo, what are you doing?”

“Emptying the trash can. It has to be emptied at least once a week.”

“What? An intern like me should be doing these miscellaneous tasks.”

“What? No, I couldn’t possibly….”

“Here, give it to me.”

He was taking over the job of Jewoo, who was in charge of cleaning, and,

“Sanha. What are you reading?”

“Oh, just a science book.”

“Huh? Isn’t that Cosmos?”

“You know this book!?”

“Yeah. I read it a long time ago, but I couldn’t really understand it. Do you understand it?”

“…I’ll explain it to you! Sit here!”

He was also steadily raising his favorability with Namgoong Sanha, the science nerd.

‘Impressive.’

Yigeom was genuinely impressed by Jin Geonwoo’s social skills. Just then, Cha Jewoo sidled up to Yigeom, his eyes sparkling.

“That hyung…! He said he’ll do all the cleaning from now on! But cleaning the bathroom is a bit much, isn’t it? I should probably help him out…!”

“Yeah. That’s great.”

It seemed Jewoo, who hated cleaning, was already won over, and Namgoong Sanha was….

“And so this vast universe is…!”

He seemed to have been completely and utterly won over.

Was Latter just simple-minded, or was Jin Geonwoo just that good at adapting….

Just as Yigeom and Doa were observing Jin Geonwoo for a good while, the office door opened. It was Seo Dohyun. He knocked on the glass door he had already opened as he entered and called out to Yigeom.

“Gyeom-ah.”

At the sound, everyone’s gaze turned to Seo Dohyun.

“Ah, Dohyun, you’re here? This is Jin Geonwoo, who started work today. He said he’s the same age as me.”

“Hyung! Geonwoo-hyung said he’ll help me with the cleaning from now on!”

“Hello! I’m the intern, Jin Geonwoo.”

Seo Dohyun observed Jin Geonwoo, gave a slight nod as a greeting, and then called Yigeom again.

“Gyeom-ah.”

“What.”

“Wanna go for a walk?”

“…Am I your damn dog?”

“I just mean let’s get some fresh air.”

Yigeom discreetly checked the atmosphere. The new guy, Jin Geonwoo, seemed to be adapting well on his own, and it didn’t seem like there was any need for him to interfere.