“What do you think?”

    “You fucking bastard.”

    When Nam-woon slapped the man’s arm away, the man’s eyes sparkled strangely.

    Then, a man with a pretty face and slender build poked his head out of the door and said,

    “You brought the wrong suppressant. You should have brought the one for Omegas.”

    “Ah, I’ll bring it again.”

    Jin-sang, who replied with a warm smile, looked back at Nam-woon and said,

    “Why are you so surprised? You look like someone who can’t close their mouth.”

    “You foul-mouthed slut.”

    At that, the man burst into laughter as if he were delighted. After laughing like a madman for a while, he turned around and said, “Keep in touch”. Nam-woon managed to open the door with the help of a passing woman and rushed down the stairs with a loud sound.

    Once outside, Nam-woon looked up at the towering apartment with a newfound perspective. Fortunately, it wasn’t Jin Hae-geon. Jin Hae-geon was a year younger than Nam-woon and definitely did not like Omegas. The man who had been calling for Jin-sang from inside was clearly an Omega, and from their atmosphere, they seemed to be in a relationship.

    Based on past experiences, Nam-woon knew that reporting rich jerks like Jin-sang to the police would only cause trouble for himself.

    “Damn it, the world really does belong to the rich.”

    Was it because he had seen such a spacious apartment, something he could never dream of in this life, that the dream of getting rich that he had buried in his heart was coming back to him? That’s why Nam-woon stopped by a convenience store on his way. His heart swelled with anticipation as he picked up a lottery ticket and a pen.

    “Oh, what if I win first place? 8, 15…”

    Suddenly, the system appeared.

    [Marking Experience +25]

    [Only the “First Marking” will apply experience points!]

    [As a reward for the “First Marking,” you’ll receive one voucher!]

    Marking? Nam-woon looked down at the signing pen and paper he was holding with a puzzled look. Then, a flashy special effect appeared.

    [Congratulations! The chance to use a drawing ticket due to marking experience is now open!]

    [Fortune Slot Machine!]

    [Please shout STOP!]

    With a clang, a slot machine he had never seen before appeared. The three picture slots were spinning wildly. Nam-woon put down his pen and ambitiously shouted,

    “Stop.”

    The first slot gradually stopped. A picture of a man showering.

    Then the second slot stopped. Again, a picture of a man showering.

    Finally, the third slot. A showering man.

    “What’s this?”

    Nam-woon blinked his eyes, and as always, the system had bright lights and sent out congratulatory messages. 

    [Congratulations!]

    [A sub-mission has occurred: Get hit by “??? Shower”!]

    [I’ll be generous. There is no set deadline to complete the sub-mission.]

    Hit by showering? And it’s called a fortune slot machine. But why are you giving me a mission?

    Nam-woon sighed and picked up the pen again to check the numbers. 21, 24… It wasn’t the first day the system made strange missions, so he seemed to be getting used to it a little.

    Hae-geon looked at the door where the man had disappeared with interest. There are a few strands of hair sticking out at the crown of the head and a faint scar remaining on the forehead. It was definitely the man he had met when he went to see Chairman Seok. He approached thinking he was an Alpha, but unexpectedly, there was no scent at all. What a pity. Betas are not interesting. But it was better than an Omega. He could enjoy it a little.

    Hae-geon pretended to check his scent and subtly marked the man with his pheromones. To Hae-geon, it was an act equivalent to writing his name on an item he liked. Since he was a beta anyway, he wouldn’t know anything, which was convenient.

    Then, at that moment, a man who approached Hae-geon and called him hesitantly.

    “Um, Ha, Hae-geon.”

    “Ah, Sang-i Hyung.”

    When Hae-geon asked, “What is it?” The man called Sang-i hesitated and pointed to the wallet in Hae-geon’s hand. Hae-geon smiled and said,

    “Oh, right, this is yours, Hyung?”

    “Uh, huh. You mistook it for yours?”

    Hae-geon responded cheerfully.

    “Your partner asked me for the Omega suppressants.”

    “Oh, oh… really? But why is he asking you, Hae-geon?”

    “My dick must have caught his fancy. But I’m not really into Omegas.”

    “Maybe you should try getting an enlargement surgery.” Hae-geon said kindly as he walked away, muttering to himself. Is he really that clueless? It doesn’t look like it. What a turn-off.

    **

    “Has Kwon-Seo-oh arrived?”

    As Seo-oh entered the office, he was naturally greeted by Nam-woon’s subordinates, who were huddled on the sofa.

    “Your spot is over there.”

    Yong-deuk gestured his chin to a corner. As Seo-oh placed his bag on the desk, Deok-chil muttered softly.

    “No matter what, why would you stick Kwon Seo-oh here? The Chairman is really…”

    “It’s because the relationship between the young master and that guy is the worst. He must have done it on purpose to piss off the young master.”

    Jang-mi replied. It was exactly as he said.

    While Seok Nam-woon was away from his home for a few days, Seo-oh received a call from one of Chairman Seok’s subordinates. As usual, he thought he would go work part-time at Chairman Seok’s business or a newly opened store, but he was slightly surprised by the words he heard over the phone.

    – Kwon Seo-oh, work at the center for a few weeks and keep an eye on Seok Nam-woon.

    It was Chairman Seok’s punishment for his son. A threat that his position could easily be taken by someone else. It was something that should have been refused, but for some reason, Seo-oh couldn’t bring himself to say no.

    Unlike before, the subordinates didn’t pick a fight with Seo-oh and were engrossed in a serious discussion among themselves.

    “So what are these four characters here?”

    “An idiom? I don’t know. It’s so damn hard, I can’t do it.”

    The big guys at the table threw down the newspaper and pencil they were holding. Jang-mi’s face twisted into a gloomy expression, along with the scar on his face.

    “Where did the young master go? If he were here, we could solve this faster, right?”

    “Eh~? Jang-mi Hyung, what are you talking about? It would take more time if the young master was here!”

    “At least you’re not too bad at this, although your English is a bit bad.”

    “Don’t even talk to me. It’s not bad.”

    Jang-mi glanced at Seo-oh sitting in the corner and called out,

    “Hey.”

    “Are you smart?”

    He had nothing to say. He had never heard such a question before.

    “Hey, I said, are you smart?”

    “Smarter than you guys, at least.”

    “What?”

    While Deok-chil looked around as if searching for a weapon, Jang-mi casually approached Seo-oh with a newspaper and tossed a piece of paper onto the desk.

    “Take a look at this.”

    [Good and bad events always change and are difficult to predict.]

    Seo-oh picked up a pen rolling nearby and scribbled in the blank space.

    [Saeongjima]

    Jang-mi looked at the newspaper intently and then shouted.

    “Wow, this is right! Behind it! It continues!”

    Deok-chil hurried over and said, “Oh, it’s true.” Then he picked up the pen and continued his writing.

    “You must have learned a lot at school, huh?”

    Seo-oh wasn’t in university to learn idioms, but he quietly observed the naive big guys. Their joy over such trivial things seemed so out of place and almost creepy.

    The big guys began to ponder again what starts with a word. Then suddenly, Yong-deuk asked.

    “But where did the young master go again?”

    “Hmm… Don’t you know? The young master was riding his bicycle again. These days he doesn’t drive much and he’s hardly ever in the office.”

    Deok-chil lowered his voice.

    “It seems like he’s been eating and sleeping at someone’s house recently… Well, he’s always had many lovers, so he must be visiting their homes in turn. But these days, he’s been sleeping in the office too. Did he have a fight with his lover?”

    Seo-oh’s face hardened abruptly. The house where Seok Nam-woon had been eating and sleeping was likely his own. But the latter part was problematic. He’s always had many lovers. It seemed that Seok Nam-woon had previously been hopping from lover to lover’s houses.

    Yong-deuk sighed deeply.

    “Who knows. He’s always had a truckload of people contact him. He might not have cleared them all, but it seems like he’s sorted out a few.”

    “But, Hyung, doesn’t the young master seem a bit funnier these days? And kind of cute, right?

    “Shh. Deok-chil, what kind of way is that to talk about the young master?”

    “I’m sorry.”

    Deok-chil bowed his head in apology. With that, the three of them immersed themselves in solving the puzzle again.

    Seo-oh had a hardened expression. Just a few months ago, he had no interest in who Seok Nam-woon met or contacted or where he slept. He was well aware that Seok Nam-woon was promiscuous.

    But now, Seo-oh felt a bit anxious when he thought about Seok Nam-woon. It was very irritating and annoying that he didn’t come home.

    Normally, he would have refused such a ridiculous office job offer, but he accepted it and went straight to work. Seok Nam-woon had ended the call, saying he was hanging out at an “acquaintance house.” The music was very loud, and it seemed like there were many people around. Seo-oh pictured Seok Nam-woon being promiscuous with people in his mind. Seo-oh clenched his fists.

    That’s when it happened.

    Creak

    “The young master has arrived!”

    “Ah, don’t get up. Just stay seated.”

    Somehow, a tired voice was heard. Seo-oh stared intently at that face. In just a week, his cheeks had become thinner, making the already sharp jawline stand out more, and the area under the eyes had darkened.

    “Young master, a newcomer has arrived!”

    At that, Nam-woon looked around the office and then spotted Seo-oh sitting at the desk, his eyes widening in surprise.

    “Kwon Seo-oh?”

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