Under Creature Chapter 4.2

“How did you fight the Blood Hunter?”

“How did I fight? I fought hard.”

He rolled around for dear life and won.

“More details.”

“Details? Are you doing some kind of witness interview or something?”

“Just tell me.”

Yigeom, guessing at Dohyun’s motives, recounted the events of that day in detail.

“So, through several experiments, I realized I could also use the guy’s ability, like, his spatial manipulation or something…”

“Really?”

Seo Dohyun smirked. Yigeom suddenly felt self-conscious.

“You could have just stuck your arm in and if it didn’t get cut off, that would have been confirmation enough. You used it five times against that guy? Doing those pointless experiments?”

“…If it didn’t get cut off, that’s confirmation? But it would hurt.”

That wasn’t common sense. Who would risk getting their arm cut off just to confirm something? Of course, Seo Dohyun could restore it, but Yigeom didn’t have the guts.

“You’d rather whine about the pain and then regret it later when you’re dead?”

What if he wasted his precious ten chances because he was afraid of pain, and then didn’t have any left when he really needed them? Then he’d really die.

“I know.”

Yigeom grumbled.

He, too, tried to conserve his ten chances as much as possible.

But human emotions weren’t so easily controlled.

As he went through battles, he had more and more things to worry about, and the thought of conserving his chances naturally faded into the background.

Dohyun summed up Yigeom in one sentence.

“So, you’re saying you’re relatively used to cuts and punctures, but severance is unfamiliar?”

“…That’s not what I’m saying. Cuts and punctures are included too. Who’s used to pain?”

“…”

Seo Dohyun didn’t respond. A subtle unease welled up inside Yigeom.

“What are you thinking?”

“Just… thinking about how to get Yoon Yigeom used to various kinds of pain.”

Yigeom’s hair stood on end. Was he going to capture him and draw blood or something?

“What kind of creepy thought is that?”

He shuddered and quickly changed the subject.

“Let’s just eat.”

Dohyun asked as he picked up his spoon,

“Are you still looking into your friend?”

“So-so.”

Since that day, Yigeom had been digging around for information about Blood Hunters. Since his network was practically nonexistent, he subtly avoided mentioning the past while asking Doa and Jewoo, or he asked Namgoong Sanha. Surprisingly, Jewoo knew a lot about Blood Hunters, which was helpful.

“Don’t you want to see him?”

“Who?”

“Jooseungtae.”

Dohyun asked casually. Yigeom’s hand, holding his spoon, paused.

“Can I see him?”

“He should be in custody now.”

“…Can I visit him?”

“You want to go if you can? To hear what he has to say?”

Yigeom bit his lip. Kang Taeha’s words came to mind.

‘There must have been a reason.’

He was scared to face the reality, but he wanted to hear Jooseungtae’s true intentions directly, rather than making assumptions. He wanted to hear his reasons.

Anything would be fine.

‘Y-Yigeom-ah… cough! Run, run away.’

He still wanted to believe Jooseungtae’s words and actions more than that one incident.

“Still, if I can go, I want to meet him and talk.”

“Blood Hunters aren’t allowed visitors.”

“…That’s a shame.”

Seeing the longing in Yigeom’s eyes, Dohyun added,

“I asked Mr. Sangwoo.”

“Asked?”

“He said he’d let you meet him, even if it’s just for a short while.”

“What?”

Yigeom asked in surprise. So that’s what they talked about yesterday when Dohyun said he had to meet him at the Association?

“If you want to see him, let’s go tomorrow. I’ll give you a ride.”

“…”

Yigeom’s mouth opened and closed.

“What… Wait, huh? What did you just say?”

“Is your brain so bad you can’t understand?”

“No. No, it’s not. Uh, yeah. I want to see him. I want to go.”

Yigeom replied hesitantly. He couldn’t believe it. That Seo Dohyun had asked for him to be allowed to visit Jooseungtae?

“Who are you? Are you really Seo Dohyun?”

Dohyun smiled.

“Then be ready by 3 pm tomorrow.”

🦅࿐

Yigeom stared straight ahead, fidgeting with his fingers.

He had agreed to meet Jooseungtae, but he was at a loss for what to say.

“Are you nervous?”

“A little.”

“It’s not like you’re dying, what’s there to be nervous about?”

Dohyun reached out and pressed on Yigeom’s ear as if giving him a massage. Yigeom dodged his hand and muttered,

“It feels kind of similar to that.”

“Really? Then want to die once and get it over with?”

“Are you crazy?”

Dohyun asked the question so casually, as if asking what they should have for dinner, that a curse slipped out without Yigeom realizing it.

“I’m kidding.”

Dohyun chuckled.

There were limits to joking. Yigeom pouted and buried his face in his scarf.

Screech—

“You have exactly 10 minutes.”

The metal door opened, revealing Jooseungtae. Yigeom stood up involuntarily.

“Why are you here?”

He asked, his tone sardonic.

“…Why else? I wanted to talk.”

“I have nothing to say.”

Jooseungtae abruptly turned his head away. His hands were bound by restraints.

“Since when have you been drinking creature blood?”

At the question, Jooseungtae looked at Yigeom.

“Since when?”

He snorted.

“Before I met you.”

Yigeom wanted to squeeze his eyes shut.

“Why? Why did you drink it? Why did you start? Did you have to?”

Jooseungtae just glared at Yigeom.

“Lucky bastard.”

“…”

“You’re a really lucky bastard.”

He’d heard that a lot. Especially recently.

“Do you think everyone who awakens gets found by a guild or a Hunter like you?”

“What?”

“…I was unlucky. A Blood Hunter found me first.”

Yigeom’s eyes widened in shock.

Jooseungtae leaned back comfortably in his chair and recounted his past.

Of all the Hunters out there, it had to be a Blood Hunter. He knew nothing, just like Yigeom when he first opened his eyes to the creature world.

They had sugarcoated their actions to Jooseungtae, saying they were doing good for the world. From their perspective, it wasn’t even sugarcoating. Because they actually believed it.

In short, they were a cult. A cult unaware of its own nature.

Thus, the ignorant Jooseungtae, without a shred of doubt, followed their words, unaware of what was wrong.

He ate what they told him to eat. He did what they told him to do.

And at some point, he found himself automatically showing respect to every creature he encountered. Once he realized it, he couldn’t bring himself to harm them. His mind refused to let him.

By the time he realized that Blood Hunters were doing bad things and that the public perception of them was negative, he had already become a Blood Hunter, a being unable to survive without blood.

They said he could quit if he had the will, but that wasn’t easy. People struggled to quit smoking or drugs, and creature blood was even more addictive.

Jooseungtae suffered every night from the craving for blood, and without it, he would even experience hallucinations.

To get blood, he had no choice but to obey them, and even that wasn’t easy.

They didn’t give many orders to someone who only did menial tasks, and then one day, he received an unexpected command.

Become friends with Yoon Yigeom. Actually, the real target wasn’t Yoon Yigeom, but Kang Taeha. He didn’t know why, but he followed the order.

Because that was the only way he could get blood as a reward. This was a crucial matter for Jooseungtae, and thankfully, he happened to attend the same school as Yoon Yigeom, and Kang Taeha happened to be in the same class.

However, contrary to his expectation of easily befriending Kang Taeha, Kang Taeha was completely indifferent. The only person he ever talked to was Yoon Yigeom. So, Jooseungtae changed his approach and tried to talk to Yoon Yigeom instead.

But Kang Taeha only talked to Yoon Yigeom, and even when Yigeom seemed receptive to conversation, he would always side with Kang Taeha and draw a line with Jooseungtae.

No matter how annoyed he felt, he had to appease Yigeom to become friends with him. He would approach him amiably the next day, as if he had forgotten everything, and attempt to strike up a conversation.

It was annoying, but every time he showed progress in building a relationship with them, he received blood, so it wasn’t all bad.

And then Jooseungtae said,

“That’s the only reason I became friends with you. There’s no other reason. So, this is the end of our relationship.”

“…”

Yigeom lowered his head.

So, it was a calculated approach from the beginning? Affiliated with Adrell? Why did Adrell give Jooseungtae such an order? To become friends with Kang Taeha?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but the first thing that surfaced was resentment towards Jooseungtae’s past.

“You should have turned yourself in, you idiot.”

Jooseungtae rolled up his sleeves at Yoon Yigeom’s mumbled words, his lips pressed tightly together.

Whether he had scratched himself with his fingernails or something else, his arms were covered in festering sores. Yigeom could only imagine that these wounds weren’t limited to his arms.

“Do you know how terrifying addiction is? Not being able to drink blood is more painful than these wounds.”

“…”

“Even now, I feel like insects are crawling all over my body, every night my flesh is being gnawed at, and my throat feels parched and burning as if I swallowed sand. Have you ever gone months without a single drop of water? That’s exactly how I feel.”

Yigeom hesitated. He wanted to ask why Jooseungtae had lured him in by pretending to be kidnapped, but the words wouldn’t come out. His lips trembled slightly.

In the end, the reason he spoke again wasn’t to argue, resent, or blame. It was purely out of concern for his friend.

“…I heard they offer counseling and rehabilitation programs for addiction here. Why don’t you try it?”

“Yoon Yigeom.”

“…”

“You can still say that after what I did to you?”

The words struck him like daggers.

“Are you kind, or are you stupid? Are you…”

Jooseungtae asked with a sneer,

“Do you still consider me your friend?”

Yigeom listened quietly to his words, surprisingly calm. The more Jooseungtae spoke, the more certain he became that he didn’t mean what he was saying.

Who would believe the words of someone who couldn’t even meet their eyes and was rambling incoherently?

Yigeom didn’t believe Jooseungtae. More precisely, he didn’t believe his words. All he could think about were Jooseungtae’s actions.

He might be a Blood Hunter who worshipped creatures and even killed people, but Jooseungtae was his friend. And he was certain that Jooseungtae, separate from the creatures, considered him a friend too.

He was the one who had yelled at him to run away, shielding him with his own body.

He had some nerve saying those things now.

But Yigeom couldn’t question him about his actions back then. Only he and Dohyun remembered them. Even Jooseungtae, who had performed those actions, had long forgotten.

Because of this, Yigeom couldn’t say anything and could only listen quietly to Jooseungtae’s words. On the one hand, it seemed like Jooseungtae was venting his pent-up anger and frustration.

After a long silence,

“One minute left.”

At the staff member’s words, Yigeom interrupted Jooseungtae and asked,

“When are you getting out? You’re not going to stay here forever, are you?”

“Why? Are you going to contact me when I get out?”

“Yes.”

Jooseungtae was speechless at Yigeom’s firm affirmation.

“Because we’re friends.”

Yigeom murmured, looking at Jooseungtae’s wounded arms.

“So try to hold on as much as you can. When you get out, you, me, and Kang Taeha, the three of us should hang out.”

Jooseungtae let out a short breath and muttered wearily,

“One year. They said the crimes I committed weren’t serious.”

“…”

“Because I never killed anyone. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t have, being a mere pawn in that organization.”

Was he lucky in this regard?

“If I can endure the withdrawal symptoms for a few months, I can get out.”

“That’s good.”

“…Do you think I can endure it?”

“Why wouldn’t you be able to?”

Yigeom put on his scarf. The staff member signaled that their time was up.

“I’ll be going. I hope to see you again. You can contact me first when you get out. I won’t change my number.”

As Yigeom turned to leave, Jooseungtae shouted,

“Do you know why Adrell ordered me to become friends with Kang Taeha?”

“Why?”

“Do you even know what Kang Taeha is up to?”

“I don’t.”

Yigeom thought of Kang Taeha, who would occasionally disappear without contact. Every time he asked what Kang Taeha had been doing, he just laughed it off.

“…Ha, never mind. Anyway, you be careful too. Nothing good will come from being with him.”

Yigeom snorted.

“Nothing good came from being with you either. I almost died last time.”

He meant that he wouldn’t choose his friends based on such things.

“You seemed to fight pretty well.”

“I tried my best.”

Because if he got even a little tired or injured, Jooseungtae would appear and yell at him to run away until his ears hurt.

“The reason I participated in the operation was because I was told you wouldn’t be harmed.”

Seeing Jooseungtae resign himself and confess everything, Yigeom felt relieved. He was glad he had come. Otherwise, he might have regretted it for the rest of his life.

“I’ll be going now.”

As he followed the staff member out, Jooseungtae said,

“Yeah. Let’s never see each other again.”

“Yeah. Contact me when you get out. I’ll bring you some dubu.”

Jooseungtae finally smiled.

🦅࿐

Dohyun, who was waiting outside the building, approached Yigeom as he walked over and checked on him. There was no sign of sadness.

“Looks like you finished the talk well?”

“Yeah. It’s a relief.”

“Good. It’s cold. Let’s get in the car.”

Yigeom grabbed Dohyun. Then, as if embarrassed, he grumbled gruffly.

“Thanks.”

Dohyun replied with a light laugh.

“For what.”

“Jooseungtae… I wonder if he’ll be okay.”

“I don’t know.”

Seo Dohyun recalled those he had imprisoned or released when he was a vigilante.

They were the kind of people who pretended to endure their addiction, pretended to have quit blood, only to turn around and greedily crave creature blood again. In the world, there are things that you cannot quit no matter how determined you are, no matter how much you want to.

And just one person.

“I’ve only seen one person so far.”

“Who?”

“Someone who overcame their addiction.”

The Association hides those who strive for enlightenment due to public perception. Of course, they secretly monitored whether they were doing anything wrong, and most of them were imprisoned again.

However, that person has not yet been caught by the Association’s surveillance, and is currently living a desirable life as an awakened ordinary hunter, having completely quit blood.

Yigeom said with a refreshing laugh.

“Soon it’ll be two.”

🦅࿐

Since talking to Jooseungtae, Yigeom had been going about his usual routine.

“Where’s my spicy pork bulgogi cupbap that was here?”

“Hyung, I ate it. The Mapo Tofu cupbap wasn’t enough.”

Jewoo raised his hand and confessed.

“Yoon Yigeom, I even clearly wrote my name on it.”

“Hey, there’s no yours or mine when it comes to company supplies. First come, first served.”

Yigeom sighed. It was his fault for trusting Cha Jewoo and leaving it out in the open on the shelf.

It’s true that first come, first served applies, since the Seo siblings always buy and stock them, not him, but if he neatly writes his name on it thinking he’ll eat it tomorrow, Jewoo has already eaten it.

There are plenty of other cupbaps next to it, but if he specifically picked the one labeled ‘Yoon Yigeom’ in black marker, it’s quite intentional, isn’t it?

“We’re here.”

Just then, the siblings arrived as the office door opened. Seo Dohyun silently handed Yigeom a black plastic bag.

“What’s this?”

He checked the contents and found the spicy pork bulgogi cupbap he had been looking for.

“You like it, right? I figured Jewoo would have probably eaten it by now.”

He said casually and crossed his legs on the sofa, fiddling with his phone.

Yigeom stared at him for a moment, then silently peeled the cupbap packaging and put it in the microwave. Seo Dohyun seems indifferent, yet he’s attentive in these ways. He stocks up right away if something runs out in the office, and he’s familiar with what the members like and dislike.

Last time, when he was hesitant about the Jooseungtae matter, Dohyun went to an acquaintance and asked them for a favor so he could meet him. This kind of thing is really….

“Annoying.”

Human hearts are fickle, so even when you dislike someone, if you see even a slightly kind side of them, you’re swayed.

“Hyung? Are you mad that I ate your cupbap?”

Jewoo, who heard Yigeom’s muttering, asked anxiously.

“Uh…. I’m sorry, Gyeom-hyung. But it’s hard to resist when there’s food in front of me. Next time, I’ll try to restrain myself….”

“No, it’s just Seo Dohyun that’s annoying.”

“Oh, oh, it’s nothing. What was I worried about.”

…Is it nothing? He blinked, rather flustered by Jewoo’s nonchalant reaction. He took out the heated cupbap and said again.

“I said Seo Dohyun is annoying.”

The response he received was cold. Jewoo didn’t answer at all, and Doa, who was eating ice cream, mumbled.

“What is it? Are you two fighting again? Are you kids? Cha Jewoo and I don’t even fight that much.”

“No.”

“We’re not fighting.”

Answers burst out simultaneously from Dohyun and Yigeom.

“Hey, Seo Doa, just leave them alone. That’s just Gyeom-hyung’s habit, a habit. He says that but he’s always hanging out with him.”

“When do we.”

“You two went somewhere far away last time. Without us.”

“That was….”

Yigeom, speechless, pressed his lips together. He had only gone to meet Jooseungtae briefly, but since he was keeping it a secret from the two, he couldn’t explain.

“See? He can’t speak again.”

He inadvertently became a two-faced person who complains about disliking Seo Dohyun while always hanging out with him.

Worried that he might be seen as even stranger if he kept denying it, he decided to quietly eat his meal.

“By the way, Sanha-hyung is doing well, right?”

“Wouldn’t that hyung score a 10 in shooting?”

Yigeom muttered in response to Jewoo’s question.

“Making weapons and using them are different. I’m guessing Sanha oppa would barely score a 3?”

“Really?”

“Yes. He’s clumsy at everything except weapon manufacturing and exercising.”

Doa’s answer made some sense.

“Wow—. What is this place? Dohyun, have you been working here all this time?”

Just then, an unexpected person visited Latter as the office door opened.

“Uncle Sangwoo?”

“Oh, oh! Our Doa, have you been doing well?”

“Of course! Why haven’t you contacted us?”

Doa ran and greeted him. The siblings, who lost their parents early, would have normally gone to an orphanage, but after Seo Dohyun’s awakening and him joining the vigilantes, Bae Sangwoo provided them with a house and took care of them in many ways. Bae Sangwoo’s safe haven felt even more significant to Doa, who was younger than Dohyun.

“I’ve been busy. But you guys should clean up a bit. You’ll get sick staying here like this, you punks.”

“We’re managing fine. What brings you here?”

In response to Dohyun’s question, Bae Sangwoo walked to the sofa and plopped down, nodding at Yigeom, who was eating.

“Over there. I have some business with that friend.”

“…Me?”

Suddenly called upon, Yigeom stuffed food into one cheek and asked, mumbling.

Is it about Jooseungtae? Should we move somewhere else? Yigeom glanced at Doa and Jewoo. Then he realized someone was missing.

“Where’s Jewoo?”

“Cha Jewoo, he just went to the bathroom to poop. He said it’ll take over an hour.”

“That’s what happens when you eat so much.”

He chided softly and raised his head to the person across from him. Seo Dohyun moved and sat cross-legged next to Yigeom, asking,

“Why Yoon Yigeom?”

“Oh, that’s right, I said I have business with him.”

“Please leave for today and contact me later through me. I’ll relay it accordingly.”

“That ‘accordingly’ bothers me, you know? I’ve contacted you several times, but you always ignore me.”

Seeing the situation, it seemed Seo Dohyun had ruthlessly ignored him multiple times. In the end, he must have come to the office out of frustration.

Yigeom stared at him blankly before opening his lips.

“What business do you have with me?”

“It doesn’t seem like something to talk about here. Want to step out for a bit?”

Dohyun leaned his head on Yigeom’s shoulder.

“No. We have work to do now.”

“There’s no CA Area today.”

“No. Stay here, it’s cold. You hate the cold.”

“I do, but…”

Still, it might be related to Jooseungtae, so Yigeom leaned towards going out. Eventually, he pushed Seo Dohyun away and stood up.

“It’s not a big deal, is it?”

“It depends on how you take it.”

What the, unsettling. Bae Sangwoo’s answer only amplified his anxiety.

Just as he was about to get ready and leave, he saw Dohyun, already prepared to go out, waiting for him.

“You’re going too?”

“Why wouldn’t I go if you’re going?”

Well, if it’s Seo Dohyun, it’s fine. He knows about Jooseungtae anyway.

“Whatever.”

However, the refusal came from elsewhere.

“No, you punk. You’ll just cause a scene again if you come.”

“Let’s go.”

Dohyun lightly ignored Bae Sangwoo’s words and led Yigeom.

“See you later.”

Doa waved goodbye, and Bae Sangwoo eventually sighed and followed them.

With the three gone, the office became quiet, and the bathroom door quietly opened. Jewoo peeked his face out from the gap.

“…Are they gone?”

“Yeah. But why did you go to the bathroom? You can’t have an upset stomach.”

Jewoo scratched his cheek awkwardly and made an excuse.

“No…, well, that man’s aura is scary.”

“Sanha oppa is scarier in terms of aura.”

He’s bigger and more muscular.

“What are you talking about!? Sanha-hyung is a fellow Latter! You can’t treat him the same as that person!”

“What? Did you just badmouth Uncle Sangwoo in front of me?”

Knowing that he’s practically like a father to Doa, Jewoo waved his arms and argued his point.

“Ugh, that’s not what I meant…. I just said that. It’s my own thought! My personal value!”

“Just admit you can’t speak properly. But what did they go to talk about?”

Doa thought about where they went.

“How would I know? But Gyeom-hyung and Dohyun-hyung went out together again. I told you they’re close.”

“Gyeom oppa would get really mad if you said that in front of him.”

“Oh, really? Then I should do it more. Hehe.”

🦅࿐

While the two students were laughing and chatting in the office, the three arrived at a nearby cafe. After ordering drinks, Yigeom got straight to the point.

“Did something happen to Jooseungtae?”

“It’s not about him…”

“Is he doing okay?”

Worried about his friend, Yigeom blurted out a series of questions without waiting for an answer.

“Sigh… I’m the chief, but that doesn’t mean I know everything. He’s not the only one imprisoned.”

“Ah.”

As Bae Sangwoo ruffled his hair and explained, Yigeom quietly agreed and nodded.

“Then what other business do you have with me?”

Seo Dohyun couldn’t hide his displeasure with the current situation. He seemed to have a rough idea of what Bae Sangwoo would say since he had been ignoring his calls.

‘What is it?’

Bae Sangwoo’s atmosphere was quite serious as he took a sip of his warm coffee.

“Before I say anything, let me ask you one thing.”

“Yes.”

“Do you know A?”

“…Yes?”

Yigeom blinked. Isn’t A the leader of the vigilantes? The one whose face is always hidden, so nobody knows who he is.

At Yigeom’s innocent look, which suggested he knew nothing, Bae Sangwoo apologized, saying he had made a slip of the tongue.

“No… Still, I’ve met A the most within the vigilantes, and this is the first time this has happened…”

“What is?”

Yigeom was losing his patience with his continuous vagueness. He nudged Dohyun’s elbow, who was sitting next to him. It was a silent message saying they should leave if it’s nothing important.

The perceptive Bae Sangwoo noticed their gestures and continued.

“Oh, alright, alright. I’ll just tell you.”

“Yes. What business do you have with me?”

“Sigh, I’ll be blunt.”

Bae Sangwoo lifted his head, which he had bowed in thought for a moment, and said,

“Yoon Yigeom. Do you want to join the vigilantes?”

“…The vigilantes?”

Yigeom automatically looked at Seo Dohyun. He was subtly frowning. It seemed he already knew what offer Bae Sangwoo would make.

“Me, not Seo Dohyun?”

“Dohyun is someone who left. I’m offering this to you. No, to be precise, it’s A’s offer.”

“A?”

Why me?

“So, are you in or out?”

“Even if you ask me out of the blue, I’m already…”

Already a member of Latter. He couldn’t understand why he was suddenly making such an offer.

And why A? He only saw me break a car window. Is it something like, “You’re the first to treat me like this”?

“…What about me? I’ve never even spoken to A.”

Bae Sangwoo listed Yigeom’s achievements.

“Significant contribution to mutant creature hunting since joining a year ago, recent record of catching one blood hunter. You’re a promising candidate. It’s not strange to receive an offer.”

“That’s…”

Yigeom looked at Seo Dohyun again. It was something he couldn’t have done without him. He would have been the first to die.

In other words, all the achievements were due to Seo Dohyun’s abilities. Fake specs. Resume fraud, as they call it these days.

“And you too, Seo Dohyun. You could’ve just told Yoon Yigeom instead of ignoring my calls. Making me come all the way here.”

Yigeom was also curious. If he knew he would receive such an offer, he could have at least given him a hint. This sudden proposal is flustering.

At Bae Sangwoo’s words, Dohyun smiled and said,

“And you, why are you making Yoon Yigeom, who’s already sensitive these days, even more sensitive by coming all the way here?”

He’s someone who would have said something more like, “Making him sensitive, my ass,” but it seemed like he softened his tone because Bae Sangwoo was an acquaintance.

“Is this my offer? I’m just here to relay A’s offer.”

“That bastard A has a thief’s mindset. Thinking of stealing what I painstakingly raised.”

As Dohyun stroked his hair, Yigeom swatted his arm away and muttered sullenly,

“I’m not sensitive, I’m disturbed.”

He didn’t strongly deny that Seo Dohyun raised him. It’s annoying, but it’s half true, and he couldn’t have done those things without him.

“Don’t mind Dohyun and tell me what you think. If you’re worried, I can show you my office, even if I can’t show you the inside.”

He seems to be in a pretty high position in the vigilantes, so isn’t showing his office more dangerous than showing the inside?

As he was thinking this, Bae Sangwoo laughed heartily.