“Let’s clean up first.”

There was one thing she needed to do before catching the perpetrator. When Miso rolled up her sleeves and walked into the auditorium, Mintae had just managed to rev up the high-pressure washer.

“Let’s clean off the burnt bits and soot first. We can scrape off the parts that don’t get washed off afterwards. I think we just need to wax the floor as well, given the damage.”

“What a professional.”

“There was a fire at a theater I used to work at. I learned a lot. And there were also the seniors I followed around for theater construction.”

“You’re really reliable, you know that?”

Miso poked Mintae’s hips.

“It might splash a bit, so please step aside. Daemyung, use that squeegee to take the water into the bathroom.”

“Got it.”

The motor rumbled loudly as the machine started shooting water.

* * *

Yurim sighed as she got back up from her bed. It was 2am, and her neck was covered with sweat. She’d been lying down for 3 hours, completely unable to go to sleep. She was fine until yesterday when they went to visit Maru, the sight of him in the morning with his injuries and cast had kept her awake. According to Dojin, Maru could’ve easily fallen...