And then Yoo Seongwoon left work.
“To think I would actually leave work in this lifetime.”
“Do you normally never leave?”
“Something like that.”
Though it did feel as if he were returning home for the first time in a hundred years.
“Good. What should we do now?”
Gio answered resolutely when Yoo Seongwoon asked with a smile on his haggard face.
“We should eat.”
“What are you, the ghost of someone who starved to death? Why are you so obsessed with food? What exactly is the problem?”
“I am terribly sorry when you seem to have come here so excited, but when you say such things looking like that, all I can do is worry. I believe you should rest thoroughly first.”
“Do I truly look that dreadful?”
Yoo Seongwoon checked a hand mirror and nodded.
“I look dreadful.”
“I am pleased you admitted it so readily.”
“Ha. I tried to finish as quickly as possible….”
“Might that have been the problem?”
Gio pitied the office worker steeped in exhaustion. It was not as though Gio would run away somewhere if he arrived late. Gio could not understand why he had deliberately increased the intensity of his own work.
Worried, Gio asked carefully,
“Did you eat your meals on time?”
“I’ve been eating all four meals without missing one.”
“What did you eat?”
“Uh… sandwiches.”
“And you called…