“K-Kang Chul-In!”

As soon as the ball started, Dorian ran towards Kang Chul-In, whining.

“...Where have you been recently, making you whine?”

Kang Chul-In pressed his forehead as if he was tired.

Dorian was one to say that the Pangaea continent was too small and traveled around it, but in the eyes of Kang Chul-In, Dorian was just a poor pushover who went around Pangaea saying that it was small.

“Well…”

“Have you been caught by some slave traders and have to be forced to fight in an underground colosseum or something?”

“Huh? No.”

“Then… have you been caught by a high-class succubus and are getting…”

“No!”

“No?”

Kang Chul-In tilted his head in confusion.

The two things that he had mentioned before had actually occurred in their past life. What was it, if he wasn’t caught by a succubus, or by slave traders?

“Ah, I see what it is now.”

Kang Chul-In spoke once more.

“Have you been… in an underground prison dungeon…”

“I said, no!”

Dorian shouted and shook his head.

“It’s not that…”

When Dorian was about to explain…

“Uhh… Mr. Kang Chul-In?”

A rotund, middle-aged man joined in Kang Chul-In’s table.

“H-Hello? Haha…”

“...?”

“My name is Go Hyun-jin.”

Sweating profusely, the Lord Go Hyun-jin explained himself to Kang Chul-In.

“And?”

Cutting his steak, Kang Chul-In answered. He hadn’t even taken a look at Go Hyun-jin yet.

“Hahaha… Well, since we’re both...