“What are you doing?”

“What do you mean? I’m obviously doing a handstand.”

Ganghwan’s face was red as though he was drunk.

“Your face looks like it’s about to burst at any moment.”

“This is good for blood flow, you know?”

Maru smiled as he entered. The practice room looked the same as the last time he came here. The faint smell of sweat, the texture of the wooden floor, as well as the slogan that pricked his conscience.

“The weather’s pretty cool now, isn’t it?”

“It’s nearly the end of September after all.”

He sat down next to Ganghwan as he spoke. Meanwhile, Sooil had laid out the snacks he brought. He had brought quite a diverse variety.

“He’s eating whenever I see him, but he doesn’t gain any weight for some reason.”

“My words exactly. But how long are you going to stay like that?”

“I’m done!”

Ganghwan lightly kicked off the wall and lied down just like that.

“I’m dizzy.”

“I’m not surprised. Also, there’s no one here.”

“What do you mean? We’re all here.”

Maru looked around the practice room. Unless there were invisible men in this room, only the three of them were in the practice room right now.

“There’s only four, including one other person.”

“That’s not a lot. Where’s...