Episode 54
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Third-year student Kyeon Ji-oh has been having some worries lately.
A chronic disease of modern people that everyone who works at a company suffers from is workplace stress.
‘It’s severe… … territorial.’
It was a dog’s howl that would have made a gorilla cry, but the person in question was actually serious.
‘I came in not to do anything, but……’
You really, really don’t order anything.
The face of Gyeonji-o, in agony, was reflected on the black monitor.
Geo thought.
‘I saw something like this in a drama a long time ago. There was a pretty girl who came in by parachute while playing baduk, but she just sat there and acted like a fool.’
Is that so? Has he gone from being a third-time test taker to being a student who is still in the early stages of college entrance exams?
Miseng Kyeon-geu-rae looked around.
The Babylon desk staff are all busy moving around.
They were seen shuffling through documents in formal attire, discussing things with serious expressions, or talking on the phone in a foreign language.
A completely different world. Even… …
‘Even the sadness next door is a mountain of work.’
By some coincidence, the sadness in the interview room (name: Choi Seon-hae/characteristic: chronic depression) was Geo’s only motivation for joining the company.
Right now, he’s buried under a mountain of documents and can’t even see his face. Geo stretched out his leg and tapped Sadness’ chair.
“hey.”
“Yes? Yes… Mr. Geo… …”
“What are you so busy with?”
“Ah. We’re going to conquer the 39th floor soon… … Well, several guilds are working together… … to go. Checking items and… … Hmm.”
“Why are you doing something so important?”
“Right. Even Mr. Geo can see it that way. Why are you doing this to a useless piece of space dust like me… …”
“… … I was wrong, so stop.”
Sadness sighed, lifting the glasses that were drooping down under her nose.
“I guess it’s the busiest time of the year, and since all the work is being released at once, there aren’t enough hands… … Even I, a low-level worker, am getting a lot of work… … ”
Geo looked straight into Sadness.
As promised, two pairs of eyes scanned the empty surroundings of the building.
Sadness, who was momentarily speechless, stammered and continued speaking.
“… … Well, not everyone has to be busy together.”
“… … ”
“Ugh, ugh. I’m jealous… … ”
“… … ”
[Your Covenant, ‘The Reader of Destiny’, is holding a one-man protest holding a picket sign that reads ‘Oppose Bullying in the Workplace.’]
Stop it.
The more you do that, the more shabby it becomes.
‘No, if it’s going to be like this, at least let him install games on the computer. My child has changed. What is this reflection chair experience?’
“Hey, Mr. Geo!”
Have you heard the rumbling sound of your heart?
A heavy shadow loomed ahead. It was the Massey Gorilla.
Geo’s face immediately became alert.
‘The ultimate tyrant who won’t even let you run errands for him.’
“You look bored. You must be bored too. Why don’t you go and have a cup of coffee and take a rest?”
Translation: My lady, if you’re bored, why don’t you go to a cafe and have a cool vanilla latte?
It is impossible for everyone’s interpretation to be the same.
Miseng Kyeon-geu woke up gloomily.
‘Stop lying around and playing around and go buy some coffee for your seniors, you little parachute… … Rani. That’s harsh, gorilla.’
“Ugh. Okay… … Master! I’ll stop playing around and run over there and get you some coffee. I’ll be back!”
“Ah, no, over there… … !”
The gorilla’s cry rang out faintly, but the S-class disguised as a B-class had already left.
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“Um. Oh, I’ll take your cup, a vanilla latte, and a Java Chip Frappuccino. All grande sizes.”
“Yes. Please wait a moment on one side, sir.”
Geo looked around.
There is no need to search the news or the internet.
Just by going outside, you can immediately feel what the hottest topics are these days.
Near Babylon.
A large, round, dome-shaped franchise cafe.
Various shapes of magical holograms were being output onto the walls and ceiling.
It was full of news, from domestic and world rankings to Baek Do-hyun’s contract with Babylon.
Hmm. Geo rubbed his chin.
A face that has become quite familiar, reflected in the hologram.
A handsome young man with double eyelids that give off a pure and innocent feeling.
‘I said it’s strangely intertwined.’
Baek Do-hyun.
Starting from Seolleung Station, the tutorial is like that too. As soon as you decide not to watch it again, you get more entangled.
Coincidence or fate.
At this point, I feel like I’m starting to get a little, just a little curious about the history of the regressor that I didn’t even want to know about…
[The Holy One, the ‘Reader of Fortune’, is curious as to what is going on with our child who hates annoying things.]
‘You can just ignore me if I get involved, but you got involved with Rock.’
The best thing to do is not to get involved with the main character of the signboard store at all.
Still, whatever.
Now that we have the ‘safety device’ in place.
When I thought of the ‘Three Commandments’, my mind became much more relaxed.
‘If an emergency arises, this ultimate King Geo will fly over and take care of everything. Then that’s the end. Right, Unnie?’
The tips of the feet were wiggling briskly.
Stop slowly.
Geo, who had been leaning against the pillar, gently pushed his back away.
‘Sister?’
What the heck, why isn’t this shit star answering?
‘Sister. Sister! Hey. Hey, Seongyakseong! Fortune-reader! Fortune-reader! Excuse me?’
“… … Brother?”
… …
“Star.”
The person next to him looked at him strangely at his sudden monologue. However, Gyeonjio didn’t care.
To be exact, I didn’t have the presence of mind to do that.
The first thing that happened was that my hands started shaking.
Next, my legs. Soon, the tremors quickly spread throughout my entire body.
“What the heck? Why is this happening… … ?”
“Excuse me. Are you okay? Your complexion.”
widely!
People around him reached out to him as his face turned as pale as a sheet of paper, but Geo struck him back hard.
“Don’t touch me.”
I was in the process of opening ‘Stigmata’.
I had to make sure that the connection with him wasn’t lost.
‘I have to get out of here.’
Go out, go somewhere where there are no people, and do it properly.
Geo forced his trembling legs to move.
With every step, magic power began to leak out. I tried to suppress it, but it was close to a state of panic and I couldn’t do it as I wanted.
I know it in my head.
I feel it with my soul too.
He is still with me.
The covenant connection was still watertight and solid. But.
‘Why isn’t there an answer!’
This is the first time something like this has happened.
And the moment Geo’s hands, wet with cold sweat, opened the cafe door.
Kwak, crack!
Shards of glass flew.
A short scream is heard from the people.
Failed to control horsepower.
The glass door that came into contact with Geo’s trembling magic could not withstand the impact and came crashing down.
At that moment, Gyeonji-oh, who had lost all strength due to embarrassment, stumbled and fell to the ground.
“Ah. Oh no. Mistake, mistake.”
Percussion.
A hand that skillfully supports your waist.
‘… … stars, wind… … smell.’
“I’m sorry. I broke the door because I wasn’t good at controlling my magic. I’ll pay for it.”
A man who speaks loudly, saying that it was his mistake.
There was a scent of wind in his collar, and a sense of rhythm in his voice.
“Are you hurt anywhere, honey?”
Geo slowly raised his head in the stranger’s arms.
Beneath the deeply pulled down hat, a white, strong neck.
Light green and sky blue hair gently brushed over it.
He whispers to Geo, tilting his aristocratic chin in stark contrast to his masculine neckline.
‘It’s all the same, like a piece of trash in the corner of the room, like a child with a bad temper… ‘
He smiled like that, as if he was seeing something incredibly lovely.
“It’s still a mess.”
My friend is ‘Joe’.
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A far away place.
The distant saint laughed savagely. Ha.
【This cheeky x foot baby.】
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