67 Field Response Team, Disbanded!

“You look like you didn't sleep well. The isolation room's sleeping facilities aren't bad, either.”

“Somehow, it turned out that way.”

“You didn't look like the type to be picky about where you slept when I saw you sleeping in the car. I slept well, though.”

“Why would a branch director ever need to sleep in an isolation room?”

“It's common sense to undergo an isolation procedure for a certain period after managing an entity at risk of mental contamination... Good grief....”

Kim Ryang looked at me incredulously, then soon gave up and resigned himself.

He gave off the unmistakable impression of thinking, 'Right, he lived without going through a normal educational process, didn't he?'

I felt so uneasy that I wanted to say something, but the sleepiness rushing over me left me without the strength.

I had stayed up all night researching the gallery window that had appeared before my eyes yesterday.

Although surveillance was being conducted using an entity, I pretended to zone out inconspicuously and found out the following...