—Hmm? Followers? Oh, yeah, I had some.0

I was talking to Hamustra through the communication orb. He kept grunting, probably because he was moving boxes of ingredients around the cafe. I skipped the formalities because he asked me to. 1

“What do you mean you had some?” 0

If Hamustra’s followers knew he asked me to ditch formalities, they would be furious, but since that was what he wanted, there was probably nothing they could do.0

“They’re your followers. Aren’t you being too heartless?”0

—Now that is truly a heartless thing to say. Gong-Ja, I never asked them to become my followers. They simply volunteered and called themselves my librarians. Honestly, I found them quite bothersome. 0

Hamustra sounded genuine. It was like dealing with a fly that continued hovering around the table no matter how much he waved his hand. It was completely different from how he treated Kim Yul or me.0

—But are you sure about using this disposable communication orb to talk to me? It’s quite valuable. As far as I know, this is one of your secret cards, the item that the Broadband Communicator worked hard to create. Of course, if you think that talking to me is worthwhile, I’m indeed very happy…1

“Oh, that’s absolutely not the case. Let’s get back to the main topic.”0

—I see…  Yes, my followers. Why did you ask about them?2

I explained the situation. At first, Hamustra listened casually, but as the story continued, he became stiff....0