Headhunting (4)

I’ve been a homebody since birth.

Even before the MBTI craze that swept South Korea—a craze no longer even used for icebreakers—I knew very well that I was introverted.

Unless absolutely necessary, I never made a reason to leave the house, and if I had to go out, I planned my route so I could take care of every errand in a single trip.

‘Hmm… I happen to need to get a copy of my resident registration record from the community service center. Since I’m going out anyway, I’ll stop by the laundromat to do my laundry, buy some trash bags before I run out, drop by Daiso, and pick up a whole chicken from a chicken restaurant on the way home.’

It was kind of like clearing overdue quests in an open-world game.

Whenever I went out and came back, I felt as though all my energy had been drained, so I had to lie around in bed for several hours before my stamina recovered.

Even now that I possessed superhuman physical abilities that put Captain America to shame, that aspect of my personality had not changed much.

Sometimes the serum’s effects swept me up in hot-blooded impulses, but I still wanted to kill time lazing around at home.

But then.

‘How many times have I gone out just lately….’...