Seoul City Hall, Fissure Management Division.0

Today was as peaceful as ever, just like any other day. It was finally autumn, a season many had been waiting for. The clouds floated high, and the crisp autumn breeze wafted through the windows, lifting spirits. Well, except for one person.1

On Do-Jun’s desk in the office, Yong-Yong stretched and let out a huge yawn. Hyuk-Soo, who had been glancing at him, locked eyes with Yong-Yong. Startled, he flinched and quickly turned his head to focus intently on his monitor. If he wasn’t mistaken, Do-Jun’s pet, Yong-Yong, was actually a dragon. And on its forehead was a prominent “1” etched clearly.0

Hyuk-Soo stood up from his seat and headed to the break room. He left his racing heart behind and called Do-Jun on the phone, who answered promptly.0

—Yes, senior.0

“Uh, Do-Jun… When will you be back?”0

—If I finish the meeting with the vendor and inspect the goods, it should be around 5 PM.0

“Uh, um… I just have one question. What should I do if Yong-Yong, well, goes on a rampage?”0

—A rampage? In what way?0

“For example… firing Dragon Breath?”1

—That won’t happen. Don’t worry too much. Oh,...0