Two days quickly flew by as Kwon Oh-Jin prepared for the subjugation.0

“This should be enough,” he remarked, slinging a bulky backpack over his shoulders. With his enhanced strength as a four-star Awakener, it felt as light as a laptop bag.0

“Isn’t that a bit much?” Song Ha-Eun asked.0

“It’s better to have too much than not enough.”0

“The cheapskate himself, splurging? What a sight.”0

“Look, I know when to spend and when to save.” 0

After all, he couldn’t cut corners on survival gear.0

“Anyway… why are you dressed like that?” he asked, eyeing her tight-fitting leather armor. He could tell it was designed for mobility, but it clung to her like a racing suit, highlighting her figure.0

“Haha! Why? Do you like it that much?” 0

She chuckled, striking a dramatic pose like a magazine model. Kwon Oh-Jin's face grew hot from secondhand embarrassment.0

Seriously, what am I gonna do with her?0

Only the two of them were present now, but he couldn’t help but wonder what she intended to do with that outfit in front of others.0

“Hurry up and go put something else on.”0

“Heheh, why? This is super comfy and practical~!” she said, covering her mouth as she mischievously gigg...0