Long Live Yeoeumhoe

The day after drinking with Ophelia and Beloa.

“Ah, my head.”

I had come to work, but I was slumped over with my head buried on my desk. If I’d only drunk beer, I’d have been fine, but yesterday I’d naturally moved on to Japanese sake too, and ended up drinking way too much.

“R-right. I, I told you to drink in moderation.”

“You should’ve stopped me.”

“I-I did stop you. Y-you idiot.”

I took the hangover remedy Kim Yang handed me from the side and tried to piece together last night.

Right, she definitely had tried to stop me.

But the expensive liquor I’d had in a while tasted better than expected, and I just couldn’t hold back.

Sshh...