“Ah…”0

‘I’m back.’0

“...”0

I couldn’t get used to how the noisy space had become extremely quiet.0

“Fathe—”0

I looked toward the owner of the voice, and I saw Seraphim. It felt like it had been a while since I saw him. He looked up at me while holding a cup of coffee. 0

I took a sip of the coffee, but…0

‘It doesn’t taste good.’0

Seraphim was crying as he cleaned up the coffee that had fallen to the floor. 3

I didn’t bother looking at him because Jo Hye-Jin covering her face with her hands had attracted my attention. Her face had turned really red, so she definitely was awake while I was in her body. I wasn’t sure why she was embarrassed. Perhaps it was because I saw the post she had written on Benigoa Net, or perhaps her successful debut had moved her that much, but she definitely seemed out of it.0

“Hye-Jin?” I called out.0

- Shut up, you bastard…0

Jo Hye-Jin's voice was low, but I could hear her clearly. She had cursed at me.0

“What’s wrong? It’s a good thing,” I told her.0

- Please just shut…0

She looked like she was about to cry.0

“I’m...0