Chapter 13: Yoon Seoyul can’t sleep without me
"Ryu...are you also going?"
Kim Ryung smiled at Haeun without saying a word. Haeun’s face immediately withered.
"I can go alone now. Thanks for the help."
Cheon Areum turned with a faint wave, not bothering to look back as he headed out of the office. He had no intention of interfering in those lovers’ alone time.
Maybe I scared him a bit too much...
The guild master’s office wasn’t hard to locate, it was clearly marked on the elevator’s information panel. The entire 10th floor was reserved solely for Yoon Seoyul. As the elevator doors slid open with a soft chime, Cheon Areum was met by a man dressed in a crisp black suit, his expression stern, standing silently as if he had been expecting him.
"This way please."
Cheon Areum silently followed the suited man, his footsteps light on the sleek floor. The man paused at a tall wooden door and knocked three times in sharp rhythm before pushing it open. They stepped inside together. The room was roughly the size of Cheon Areum’s old bedroom—not bad. The lighting was dim, making it difficult to clearly distinguish anything inside.
"Master."
With a quiet click, the man lifted the window covers using a remote. Sunlight poured into the room, chasing away the gloom and casting sharp lines across the polished floor and minimalist furniture. On the three-seater couch, Yoon Seoyul winced at the sudden brightness. He raised a hand to shield his eyes, his fingers spread in irritation as if the light itself had personally offended him. His posture remained slouched, casual yet unmistakably exhausted, like someone who hadn’t rested in days.
"Uh... I told you not to call me master."