The light of the scorching sun knocked on Seol Jihu’s eyes. With blurry eyes, he gazed at his tilted room. He closed his eyes and pulled the blanket up to his head, but now that his mind was awake, sleep didn’t return so easily.

In the end, he let out a deep sigh and pushed his blanket aside. He dazedly smoked a cigarette by the window and headed straight to the bathroom. Once he doused himself with cold water, he finally felt alive.

He was drying his hair with a towel when - Tang! Tang! - he heard a knock on the door.

“…Who is it?”

—It’s me.

That reply was just as out of the blue as the morning visit itself, but Seol Jihu could easily tell who it was.

‘She’s here again?’

He put on his clothes even as he tilted his head curiously.

“Hold on.”

Lamborghini Gallardo LP570-4 Superleggera. That was the name of the car Kim Hannah brought with her.

Vruuuaa-!

Seol Jihu glanced at the driver’s seat as he listened to the deafening exhaust sound. Light persimmon-colored sunglasses and a blue dress that matched her skin tone. She wasn’t wearing her usual formal business attire, but it was easy to tell that she took great care in choosing her outfit.

“What are you looking at?”

Kim Hannah asked as she gently turned the steering wheel.

“Just curious.”

“Do you need to be suspicious of everything? I already told you~ We’re just having fun today.”

Kim Hannah talked as if she was singing.

“As a protector, I have a duty to lighten up the mood of a depressed client in my care.”

You say that when you’re the one who made me depressed? Seol Jihu was about to snap back at her but swallowed his words.

He was the one who made the decision to go, and...