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“...What brings you here, Assembly Master?”
Kang Jin-Ho’s cheeks twitched ever so slightly after he took in Bang Jin-Hun’s sorry-looking appearance. “What are you doing?”
“I’m sure you can tell. I’m in the middle of my research.”
Of course Kang Jin-Ho knew that. Even so…!
“What are all these?” Kang Jin-Ho asked while scanning Bang Jin-Hun’s office.
Bang Jin-Hun shrugged his shoulders. “As you can see… They are secret manuals.”
“Huh. Mm…”
Old tomes of varying sizes and conditions were strewn about everywhere in the office. The dusty, moldy smell coming from these books, combined with the odor of ink, mercilessly stabbed Kang Jin-Ho’s olfactory senses.
Kang Jin-Ho frowned deeply. “...Are those bamboo and wooden slips?”[1]
“Yes, sir. Some people must’ve thought they were preserving antiques or something, because they have been keeping their secret manuals as-is. How nice it would’ve been if only they had copied it onto something more modern before sending it over… Tsk.”
Kang Jin-Ho could spot actual bamboo slips with ancient letters inked on the surface in this office, too. With how things were, maybe he had stumbled inside a museum by accident?
“...And you were reading these until now?” Kang Jin-Ho incredulously asked.
“Yes, sir. I was thinking of copying all these texts to a word processor, but it’s… How should I say it? Not as easy as I hoped?”
“Mm? Why not?”
Bang Jin-Hun intensely stared at Kang Jin-Ho before breaking his silence. “Assembly Master?”
“Yeah?”
“You’re fluent in Chinese, yes?”
“Well, more or less.”
“Does that mean you can type in Chinese, though?”
“…”
Of course Kang Jin-Ho couldn't do it. Well, how could he? That was something only...
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