“Shit! What the hell is this?” Lee Gun kept cursing.

His ire was directed at his reflection in the mirror. The square mirror reflected the face of a ten-year-old boy.

Lee Gun tried to pull at his cheeks as he looked at the mirror. In the end, he screamed. “Damn it! Why do I still look like this?”

Yes. After he had finally gotten rid of the last Zodiac, he had returned to the Serpent Bearer’s holy ground (the living room of the Sagittarius temple).

He had to upgrade his equipment using all the data that he had gathered, and it had been a while since he had worked through the night in his workshop.

He had trudged back home at dawn to go to sleep. Lee Gun had done so because he knew he’d be back to normal when he woke up from his sleep. Of course, he thought about finishing his equipment despite being tired, yet he decided against it.

‘This is pissing me off, so I’ll go to sleep.’

His tiny hands had no problems making weapons. However, he would get pissed off when everyone kept taking pictures of him, saying he looked cute. This was why he had come here to sleep.

‘I’ll be back to my normal self after I wake up from my sleep.’

The notification had confirmed this.

[You will return to your normal self in three hours.]

So what the hell happened? Six hours had passed, and it was one in the afternoon. Lee...