“……What’s she off doing again now?”
‘And why are you Kakao-Talking in the middle of a meeting?’
He doesn’t even bother trying to hide it.
My 〈Babylon〉—is it really okay like this?
Sa Sejong, vice guildmaster of 〈Babylon〉, pushed aside the now-familiar question and cleared his throat.
“Let’s focus.”
“Bav…… if it’s the Bav where Yoon Iseo is, that’s ‘InVibe.’ Isn’t that under Twilight?”
At Gyeon Riok’s words, Domi, who’d been tidying a hangnail, answered.
“Yeah. Back at the start it was a decent-sized guild, but they went belly-up and were going around snatching bowls out of scavengers’ hands down at the bottom. Then Yasik King gulped them down. That guy sure eats well.”
“Rootless punks.”
“Let’s focus……”
“Not punks—gangsters, young boss. They play on an international level, y’know.”
“Doesn’t matter. They’re still mob bastards.”
“Fo—cus……”
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Real trash, the lot of them, mm-hmm.
You don’t need to know. Mind your own business.
Aren’t you at your cram school? No class?
Ttak-tak, tak. Clacking audibly at the keys, Gyeon Riok blew up his bangs…