“Are you even human?” Aiden grinned slyly. “Is that your way of saying I did something inhuman? Or do you mean, more intuitively… that my very existence…” He swept his hair back with a showy gesture. “…that my existence no longer seems human?” “Don’t pretend you don’t understand.” Rowen stepped forward from the couch. “You’ve changed too…

[Special event triggered!][Special event triggered!][Special event triggered! Special event triggered! Special event triggered! Special event triggered! Special event triggered!][Mom mom mom mom or][Or or or or][Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad!][Wriggly wriggly wriggly wriggly wriggly wriggly][Curious curious curious curious curious curious] “Stop it.” I murmured as I covered my ears, but it was pointless. The voice didn’t…

8:30 p.m. The N–LIVE broadcast of Ryu Eunyul (with his body swapped with Han Iro) and Han Iro (with his body swapped with Ryu Eunyul) was underway. “I have a question, Mr. Iro.” Madojin approached Han Iro, who was cooking. “What are you making?” “Curry rice.” “I see. Isn’t curry rice an Indian dish? It’s…

“…You worked hard today.” I said, drying my damp hair. “You too.” Han Iro stretched as he sat on the edge of the bed. We’d survived a whirlwind of a day, and now I was in Han Iro’s room. There was one last thing to do before sleeping. “Sit here, Eunyul.” He pointed to the…

If I were to summarize today’s schedule, it’d go like this: First: Entertain Jeong Noeul who’s come to visit the “sick” me, then send him off. Second: Attend Madojin’s butterfly emergence celebration after lunch. Third: Have dinner and plan the N–LIVE broadcast. Fourth: Relax in our respective rooms! …That’s what I was writing in my phone’s memo app when…

“Haha…” Might as well try smiling. As awkwardly as possible. “…Don’t worry, ma’am. I’m doing really well. Yeah, yeah. Of course I remember.” As if I would. But I could guess. “Most of all, I know I have to take care of myself…” Han Iro smiled as he spoke. His performance was successful. After hanging…

When I opened my eyes, a familiar ceiling came into view. ‘Did I pass out?’ I sat up. My body felt strangely light. Right then, a semi-transparent status window popped up before my eyes. …A dud? I read through the text displayed on the window. ― You were hoping for a new artifact, but unfortunately,…

Morning light was breaking. A faint glow crept in beyond the glass wall of the elevator. “…It feels kind of unfamiliar.” Jeong Noeul placed his hand on the glass and spoke softly. “I guess I was in the world of the dead for too long. The view of Seoul from there and the view from here are so different……

<What’s going on, ghost man?! Why is Heejae here?! Like this?! I thought I’d never see him with a runny nose ever again!!> “With a runny nose”—wasn’t that a bit harsh? Thinking that, I looked down at the young Min Heejae. Sniff… He was nestled in my arms, having finally calmed down. He was nibbling…

Top floor of the Bichang Guild Central HQ. The space that once held the office of Guild Master Yoo Gwangcheol. From what I knew, Yoo Gwangcheol had died during an SS-grade Gate subjugation in New York. After his death, Bichang Guild chose to operate without appointing a new Guild Master. His office had been sealed…