These days, there’s a concern bothering Jioh. It’s the chronic illness of modern people that everyone in the company has, namely, work related stress.
‘it’s bad… and taxing.’
If a certain gorilla heard this, he would make a fuss about it.
‘Even though I came here for an easy job… to think that they’re not even asking me to do anything.’
Jioh’s face, filled with distress, reflected on the black monitor. Jioh thinks to herself, ‘I’ve seen this before in an old drama. A pretty girl parachuting in while playing and just sitting there idly doing nothing.’
Is that it? Has Jioh, the part-timer, turned into a character from that drama?
Jioh look around.
The other <Babylon> desk workers are all busy doing something.
Some are rummaging through documents in their sharp suits, some are gathered discussing something with serious faces, and some are conversing in foreign languages.
It’s a completely different world. Even…
‘Even Gloomy next to me is working.’
By some coincidence, the depressed woman at the interview site (Name: Choi Seonhae/Characteristic: Chronic depression) was Jioh’s only motivation to apply.
Right now, she’s buried in paperwork with her face unseen.
Jioh stretches her foot and taps Gloomy’s chair.
“Hey.”
“Yes? Oh… Ms. Jioh…”
“What are you working on?”
“Oh. It’s the 39th-floor conquest soon… We’re going there with various guilds… to synchronize… inventory checks… um.”
“Why are you doing something so important?”
“Yeah, even you see it, Ms. Jioh. Why is such an important task given to a useless speck of cosmic dust like me…!”
“…my bad, so just stop.”
Pushing up her glasses that slumped below her nose, Gloomy sighed.
“It seems to be the busiest time, and due to the sudden influx of work, it seems there’s a shortage of hands… to the extent that it’s coming to someone like me at the very bottom of the barrel…”
Jioh stared directly at Gloomy.
As if agreed upon, the two pairs of eyes scan the empty desk of Jioh.
Then, Gloomy, tongue-tied, stutters.
“N-not everyone has to be busy.”
“…”
“Uh, yeah. I envy you…”
“…”
[Your constellation, ‘The One Who Reads Destiny’, is holding a protest holding a sign saying “stop bullying in workplaces”.]
Stop it.
It’ll only make it worse.
‘No, if it’s going to be like this, then at least let me install games on the computer!’
“Hey, Ms. Jioh!”
A hefty shadow looms over her head.
It’s Housemaster Ma, the gorilla.
Jioh immediately adopts a defensive posture.
‘The ultimate level of workplace ostracism that prevents me from even doing simple errands!’
“You look bored. You seem rather parched too, why don’t you go to a café, have a cup of coffee, and take a break?”
Meaning: Young lady, if you’re bored, why not go to a café and have a refreshing vanilla latte?
However, everyone’s interpretation cannot be the same.
Jioh reluctantly stood up.
‘Stop wasting time and go buy coffee for the seniors, you damn parachute… Wow, that was harsh, Gorilla.’
“Fine. I understand… Sir! I’ll go quickly and get coffee for the seniors. I’ll be back!”
“What?! N-no, wait…!”
The startled Housemaster Ma’s shout faintly echoed, but the S-rank masquerading as a B-rank had already left.
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“Um. 3 iced americano, 1 vanilla latte, and 1 Java Chip Frappuccino, all in grande size.”
“Please wait a moment on the side.”
Jioh looked around the café while waiting.
There was no need to dig through news or the internet. Just coming outside made it instantly clear what the hottest topic was these days.
Multiple holograms were being displayed on the walls and ceiling of the café.
From domestic and world rankings to news about Baek Dohyun’s <Babylon> contract, it covered various aspects.
Hm. Jioh stroked her chin.
The face reflected in the hologram is now quite familiar. The clean-cut features with double eyelids.
‘It’s weird that he keeps showing up. That Buttler Baek.’
Coincidence or fate.
Starting from Seolleung Station, the tutorial, etc. She had decided never to see him again, but he seemed to get entangled with Babylon.
At this point, she couldn’t help but be a bit curious about the history of the regressor.
[Your covenant, ‘The Ones Who Reads Destiny’, hates troublesome things, but is curious as to what’s going on.]
‘If he’s getting tangled with me, I can just ignore him, but now he’s entangled with Jirok.’
Even though it’s best not to get involved with someone with the title of a main character. Still, well. Now that she has set up the ‘safety mechanism’, she could rest easy.
Thinking of the necklace she gave to her siblings, her mind became much more relaxed.
‘If there’s an emergency, this king will go and destroy everything. Right, Unni?’
The cheerful tapping of her toes suddenly stopped. Leaning against a pillar, Jioh leaned slightly. ‘Unni?’
Hey, why isn’t her constellation answering?
‘Unni. Unni! Hey. Hey, Constellation! Reader of Destiny! Excuse me?’
“…Oppa?”
Suddenly, the person next to her glanced due to her muttering. But Jioh didn’t pay any attention.
More precisely, she didn’t have the presence of mind for it.
Even though she called dozens of times, there was no response. Realizing that, her hands trembled first.
Next were her legs. Soon, the tremors spread rapidly throughout her entire body. “What’s really going on? Why…?”
“Excuse me. Are you okay? You look pale.”
Thud!
Pale as a sheet, Jioh forcefully pushed away the hands trying to reach outs.
“Don’t touch me.”
Her [Stigmata] was opened.
She had to confirm immediately that the connection hadn’t been severed.
‘I have to get out of here.’
She forced her trembling legs to move. With each step, uncontrolled magic began to pour out of her. She tried to suppress it, but because of her panic, it didn’t go as planned.
In her head, she knew. She felt it in her soul. He is still with her.
The connection with her covenant was still strong. But…
‘Why isn’t there a response?’
This was the first time in her entire life.
And as her hands, now moist with cold sweat, pushed open the café door.
Crash!
Short screams of startled people echoed.
Due to her fluctuating magic and the sudden contact, the glass door couldn’t withstand the impact and shattered to pieces.
Jioh, also shaken, staggered and sat down. “Ah. This… an accident, a mistake.”
Tak.
A hand skillfully supporting her back. ‘…The scent of wind?’
“Sorry. My magic control is lacking, so I broke the door.” The man loudly explained his mistake.
The clothes that he wore emanated the scent of wind. “Are you hurt anywhere, honey?”
Under the sudden muttering, Jioh slowly lifted her head from the stranger’s embrace. A fair and firm neck under the hat, soft hair brushing against it in shades of violet and sky blue. A contrast to the masculine neck was the aristocratic chin. He was whispering.
‘What an adorable little one, whether it’s your messy appearance or that childish attitude…’
As if looking at something incredibly lovable, he smiled.
“You’re still a mess. My dear Zio.”
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The constellations in a distant place chuckled savagely.
Ha.
【That arrogant bastard.】
These days, there’s a concern bothering Jioh. It’s the chronic illness of modern people that everyone in the company has, namely, work related stress.
‘it’s bad… and taxing.’
If a certain gorilla heard this, he would make a fuss about it.
‘Even though I came here for an easy job… to think that they’re not even asking me to do anything.’
Jioh’s face, filled with distress, reflected on the black monitor. Jioh thinks to herself, ‘I’ve seen this before in an old drama. A pretty girl parachuting in while playing and just sitting there idly doing nothing.’
Is that it? Has Jioh, the part-timer, turned into a character from that drama?
Jioh look around.
The other <Babylon> desk workers are all busy doing something.
Some are rummaging through documents in their sharp suits, some are gathered discussing something with serious faces, and some are conversing in foreign languages.
It’s a completely different world. Even…
‘Even Gloomy next to me is working.’
By some coincidence, the depressed woman at the interview site (Name: Choi Seonhae/Characteristic: Chronic depression) was Jioh’s only motivation to apply.
Right now, she’s buried in paperwork with her face unseen.
Jioh stretches her foot and taps Gloomy’s chair.
“Hey.”
“Yes? Oh… Ms. Jioh…”
“What are you working on?”
“Oh. It’s the 39th-floor conquest soon… We’re going there with various guilds… to synchronize… inventory checks… um.”
“Why are you doing something so important?”
“Yeah, even you see it, Ms. Jioh. Why is such an important task given to a useless speck of cosmic dust like me…!”
“…my bad, so just stop.”
Pushing up her glasses that slumped below her nose, Gloomy sighed.
“It seems to be the busiest time, and due to the sudden influx of work, it seems there’s a shortage of hands… to the extent that it’s coming to someone like me at the very bottom of the barrel…”
Jioh stared directly at Gloomy.
As if agreed upon, the two pairs of eyes scan the empty desk of Jioh.
Then, Gloomy, tongue-tied, stutters.
“N-not everyone has to be busy.”
“…”
“Uh, yeah. I envy you…”
“…”
[Your constellation, ‘The One Who Reads Destiny’, is holding a protest holding a sign saying “stop bullying in workplaces”.]
Stop it.
It’ll only make it worse.
‘No, if it’s going to be like this, then at least let me install games on the computer!’
“Hey, Ms. Jioh!”
A hefty shadow looms over her head.
It’s Housemaster Ma, the gorilla.
Jioh immediately adopts a defensive posture.
‘The ultimate level of workplace ostracism that prevents me from even doing simple errands!’
“You look bored. You seem rather parched too, why don’t you go to a café, have a cup of coffee, and take a break?”
Meaning: Young lady, if you’re bored, why not go to a café and have a refreshing vanilla latte?
However, everyone’s interpretation cannot be the same.
Jioh reluctantly stood up.
‘Stop wasting time and go buy coffee for the seniors, you damn parachute… Wow, that was harsh, Gorilla.’
“Fine. I understand… Sir! I’ll go quickly and get coffee for the seniors. I’ll be back!”
“What?! N-no, wait…!”
The startled Housemaster Ma’s shout faintly echoed, but the S-rank masquerading as a B-rank had already left.
✧
“Um. 3 iced americano, 1 vanilla latte, and 1 Java Chip Frappuccino, all in grande size.”
“Please wait a moment on the side.”
Jioh looked around the café while waiting.
There was no need to dig through news or the internet. Just coming outside made it instantly clear what the hottest topic was these days.
Multiple holograms were being displayed on the walls and ceiling of the café.
From domestic and world rankings to news about Baek Dohyun’s <Babylon> contract, it covered various aspects.
Hm. Jioh stroked her chin.
The face reflected in the hologram is now quite familiar. The clean-cut features with double eyelids.
‘It’s weird that he keeps showing up. That Buttler Baek.’
Coincidence or fate.
Starting from Seolleung Station, the tutorial, etc. She had decided never to see him again, but he seemed to get entangled with Babylon.
At this point, she couldn’t help but be a bit curious about the history of the regressor.
[Your covenant, ‘The Ones Who Reads Destiny’, hates troublesome things, but is curious as to what’s going on.]
‘If he’s getting tangled with me, I can just ignore him, but now he’s entangled with Jirok.’
Even though it’s best not to get involved with someone with the title of a main character. Still, well. Now that she has set up the ‘safety mechanism’, she could rest easy.
Thinking of the necklace she gave to her siblings, her mind became much more relaxed.
‘If there’s an emergency, this king will go and destroy everything. Right, Unni?’
The cheerful tapping of her toes suddenly stopped. Leaning against a pillar, Jioh leaned slightly. ‘Unni?’
Hey, why isn’t her constellation answering?
‘Unni. Unni! Hey. Hey, Constellation! Reader of Destiny! Excuse me?’
“…Oppa?”
Suddenly, the person next to her glanced due to her muttering. But Jioh didn’t pay any attention.
More precisely, she didn’t have the presence of mind for it.
Even though she called dozens of times, there was no response. Realizing that, her hands trembled first.
Next were her legs. Soon, the tremors spread rapidly throughout her entire body. “What’s really going on? Why…?”
“Excuse me. Are you okay? You look pale.”
Thud!
Pale as a sheet, Jioh forcefully pushed away the hands trying to reach outs.
“Don’t touch me.”
Her [Stigmata] was opened.
She had to confirm immediately that the connection hadn’t been severed.
‘I have to get out of here.’
She forced her trembling legs to move. With each step, uncontrolled magic began to pour out of her. She tried to suppress it, but because of her panic, it didn’t go as planned.
In her head, she knew. She felt it in her soul. He is still with her.
The connection with her covenant was still strong. But…
‘Why isn’t there a response?’
This was the first time in her entire life.
And as her hands, now moist with cold sweat, pushed open the café door.
Crash!
Short screams of startled people echoed.
Due to her fluctuating magic and the sudden contact, the glass door couldn’t withstand the impact and shattered to pieces.
Jioh, also shaken, staggered and sat down. “Ah. This… an accident, a mistake.”
Tak.
A hand skillfully supporting her back. ‘…The scent of wind?’
“Sorry. My magic control is lacking, so I broke the door.” The man loudly explained his mistake.
The clothes that he wore emanated the scent of wind. “Are you hurt anywhere, honey?”
Under the sudden muttering, Jioh slowly lifted her head from the stranger’s embrace. A fair and firm neck under the hat, soft hair brushing against it in shades of violet and sky blue. A contrast to the masculine neck was the aristocratic chin. He was whispering.
‘What an adorable little one, whether it’s your messy appearance or that childish attitude…’
As if looking at something incredibly lovable, he smiled.
“You’re still a mess. My dear Zio.”
✧
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[Local Server – Republic of Korea]
[Interference by the Temporary Director Authority – connection in this region is temporarily blocked.]
[Remaining Time 00:00:02:59]
The constellations in a distant place chuckled savagely.
Ha.
【That arrogant bastard.】
