“Curator Yoo Seongwoon.”
Ordinary Yoo Seongwoon…
“It pains me greatly to have to tell you this…”
“Is it overtime?”
“…”
“It’s overtime, then.”
He had known this day would come.
Bisabeol quietly studied Yoo Seongwoon’s face, which had passed beyond resignation and attained enlightenment. Then he gave him an emphatic thumbs-up, accompanied by a refreshing wink so youthful that one would never have taken him for an old gentleman of his age.
“How much will it take?”
“What a filthy capitalist society.”
In the present era, legally mandated working hours were utterly useless.
Even those laws had all been written with civilians in mind. A public Hunter, rather than an ordinary Awakener, would be worked hard enough that dying from overwork would hardly be surprising.
“Haa…”
And Yoo Seongwoon was a working man well aware that he was a cog in society’s machine.
“Yes, very well.”
He nodded.
“I will look forward to this month’s paycheck.”
“Goodness, Hunter Yoo Seongwoon, you’re so wonderful! Completely dependable!”
“Please stop making this any harder on me and get to the point.”
“Shall I?”
Bisabeol wore his characteristic languid smile, then continued.
“Gio has caused an incident.”
“…”
Sip…
After drinking some sweet fruit tea, Yoo Seongwoon asked.
“Is it charmingly minor or horrifyingly severe?”
“It looked very charming to me.”
“If it were horrifying even by your standards, Guild Master, there is no way…