Looking at the unconscious Woo Yeon-Hee reminded me of the past. I had thought I wouldn’t forget about the youngsters who haddied, but their faces were not as clear as I wished. It had been a long time, and only the sounds of them calling me lingered inside me.

“Guild Leader! An S-class dungeon was found in Hong Kong!” 

I had put so much effort to make those punks into genuine human beings, and I had worked especially hard with one of them, the guy with the great luck. 

I smoked a cigarette for the first time since I returned. I heard Woo Yeon-Hee’s moans as I blew smoke out of the window. Then, I stubbed it out on the window frame.

“Don’t move. You have to stay in bed for a week,” I said.

“I wouldn’t have gone to hospitals if I had known my body could heal faster than the ordinary people. I could’ve just held it in.”

Woo Yeon-Hee frowned and groaned groan as she realized that she had completely new clothes on, including underwear....