14 – EP.2 When the team leader is obsessed, he works a lot of overtime.-5

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Oh hahahahaha I’m about to die again.

This kind of kill… Maybe you’re used to it now?

The popularity still hasn’t gone away. On the contrary, I could feel the weight on the door as if I had pressed my body closer to it.

‘I can’t sleep in this state.’

Yes, it is an unavoidable situation.

When I opened the door, Imina, who was stuck in front of the door, was thrown out.

“Oops!”

Lee Mi-na, who hit her buttock, looked up at me. He still had the same poker face, but he couldn’t hide the fact that his eyes had become huge.

“Huh? Mina. What are you doing here?”

As if he didn’t know, he held out his hand to her.

Lee Mi-na hesitated a little and took my hand.

“Oh, that’s… You said Mr. Inho wasn’t feeling well. So I bought some porridge.”

No, you saw me eating soup. It’s this woman. And now it’s past 11 o’clock…

“…….”

The excuses are too clumsy.

As if she sensed what my gaze was saying, she blindly gave me an envelope full of porridge.

“Ho, in case you don’t know. By the way, Mr. Inho.”

“yes?”

“That… do you normally wear that at home?”

she asked in a hushed voice, covering her face with her hands.

“Well?”

It was only then that I was able to see my form.

Sleeveless, square trunk with an elongated neck.

She couldn’t take her eyes off her exposed collarbone.

“Ah… um, oh sorry… I’m so comfortable at home.”

“Ah, I see. I don’t think it was like that [before].”

how do you know that

An awkward silence fell after her words.

She glared at my body and gulped down saliva, as if embarrassed, and I didn’t know anything about it, so I had nothing to say.

“Anyway, thank you for coming. I’ll eat this tomorrow.”

“Hey, Mr. Inho. What are you doing tomorrow?”

“Well, I don’t really have any plans. I’m just going to stay home. I’m not feeling well.”

In fact, I intend to go to work. Because I have to figure out my work quietly and undisturbed by myself.

“Okay… Okay. See you then on Monday.”

“Yes. Please enter carefully.”

I closed the door and stayed still for a while.

The crowd in front of the door soon disappeared.

“Ugh…. I’ve taken ten years.”

ten years. you’re scaring people

***

weekend. Saturday.

If it were me, I would wake up late and start my day watching YouTube.

I was going to work on the weekend that I couldn’t even sell.

“Ah… it’s hard to make a living.”

When will you learn to work again?

I bought coffee and a bagel to snack on, and when I entered the office, I was greeted by an empty space.

“Now… what have I done?”

Turn on the computer, look at the e-mail, and look at the proposal that was posted.

4 hours to do that.

“Um… I don’t know either.”

I bit my ballpoint pen, leaned back in my chair, and looked at the ceiling.

wow this is awful I don’t know any

Mr. A, let’s just change jobs. If it’s what you used to do, you can do it well.

“Ehh… What kind of trouble is this? Damn pigeon. If I meet her someday, I will kill her unconditionally.”

In a fit of anger, he turned on the job search site and searched for it.

He kills them while talking about the balance of dimensions, and turns people’s lives into hell just because he said something a little harsh.

When you die, you move to another dimension.

So what should I do to get out of this dimension shift? Should I die of old age?

Or, like Sisyphus’ rock, do I continue to live in eternal punishment?

Well… you’ll know when you die more.

It’s because every time I move to a dimension, I’m told something like a rule. The day will come when you will know all the rules.

However, it won’t die easily.

With that in mind, I went to the bathroom for a while. He wet his face with cold water and made up his mind.

“Well?”

Back at the office, someone was sitting in my seat.

What are you without manners?

I approached slowly

Someone in the seat was holding a mouse and staring at the Internet window.

“…traitor…”

I can feel the chill in that low-pitched voice.

Perhaps feeling my presence, the intruder who took his seat slowly turned around.

“Why… lied…?”

Blood flowed from his chapped lips, and his eyes were bloodshot.

It had only been a day since I had seen her, but it was the first time I had seen her so disheveled.

“Mina…?”

“Liar. Liar.”

She got up slowly and grabbed me by the collar.