“Did we have Cost left over? Where’d you get the funds for this kind of luxury…
I remember you blowing it all on a monocle at the Shop.”
Under Beom’s suspicious gaze, Jioh averted his eyes.
“Well, you know how Cost is—sometimes it shows up out of nowhere…”
[Your Constellation, ‘Reader of Fate,’ wails that their cutie drained Oppa’s wallet only to throw it all at something random. Aigoo, aigoo.]
‘Ahem. Cherish your Incarnation.’
[They bang the desk, saying if you ‘cherish him twice,’ you’ll burn your whole thatched cottage down.]
‘Issuing a one-time Iron-Wall pass to keep people out. Deal?’
[Your Constellation, ‘Reader of Fate,’ has sponsored 777,777 Cost.]
[Your Constellation sobs face-down on the desk, hating that such a cheap trick actually worked.]
“…Why are you backing away all of a sudden? Stand still—you’ll trip.”
“Tsk—no touch. I am Iron-Wall Jioh right now.”
…Who asked?
Beom stared, nonplussed, as Jioh crab-stepped away out of nowhere.
Ah! At his side, Seongtan burst into an oh-I-get-it laugh.
“So it’s because of that! I heard from Hee-do-nim—during class observation the other day, you got real handsy with some…