Chapter 122
Just before the live talk show begins, the backstage is bustling with activity. The silent staff move in perfect coordination, checking and handling situations in real-time.
"Phew."
I took a deep breath.
By now, I could understand their expressions more clearly— The whispers of the faceless staff.
– Additional lighting for spot #5.
– Mr. Host's shoes need replacement.
– Verify cushion placement for the guest.
Each of them worked diligently in their respective roles, all striving to create a great show.
And since the host never failed to personally acknowledge each of them for their efforts, the atmosphere always remained lively.
It was honestly a great workplace.
At first, the fact that my colleagues had no faces had been unsettling, but now—I think I've completely adjusted!
'Humans really are creatures of their environment, huh?' I could never get used to entering ghost stories no matter how many times I did it, so... maybe, just maybe, Braun was right—it might really have been a matter of matching aptitude.