70. Evil Protestantism (1)

Ah-young’s eyes widened.

Her bed felt softer than usual.

Ah-young jumped up in surprise, leaping out of her bed and landing on the floor as swift as a feline, and quickly reached towards the sword attached to her waist. However, all she could grasp was her pajamas.

She looked around her.

“Ah…”

It was a familiar sight yet felt unfamiliar at the same time. She didn’t even get a sense of how many years it had been since she last stepped into this room.

There were clothes scattered all over the place, major books used as table mats for ramen, and a cell phone with its alarm ringing.

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