‘I can’t tell whether that pig is helpful or not.’

Park Deok-Gu had been helpful at crucial times, but he often caused a commotion at unexpected moments. Kim Hyun-Sung was about to tell me that he was a regressor, and I was sure he had been thinking hard about it. In addition, I was certain that the strange atmosphere was causing him to open the treasure chest of his heart on impulse, but when the disruptor appeared, Kim Hyun-Sung managed to think reasonably again. However, I couldn’t say that it completely ruined the moment.

‘It’s still possible.’

I immediately looked at him and spoke, “What were you trying to say?”

“...”

“...”

“No, it’s nothing,” Kim Hyun-Sung replied.

‘Shit.’

“I’ll tell you later. The others are waiting, and we have a lot of issues to resolve in the meantime,” he added.

‘I knew it. Damn it, I knew this was going to happen.’

I wanted to ask once more, but I couldn’t be obvious and ask him about it again. It was unfortunate, but…

‘Is it okay to be satisfied with this?’

In the first place, the fact that Kim Hyun-Sung even thought...