Kingdom of Corrosion

The second day of spring’s second month marked our next workday, where the task was to ravage the second floor of the shopping mall and dismantle all electronics. However, productivity was notably low as a few of the girls chatted about wedding plans while working, with poor Peanut tagging along, notebook in hand. He constantly checked previous plans, crossing them out and drafting new ones.

Lin Wu, who typically slacked off at work, found himself having to scavenge full force, teaming up with Horse Soul for a dynamic duo. Lin Wu certainly wouldn’t request them to work diligently; he’d be doomed if he got dragged into their circle. If you’re not satisfied, then join in and change it all.

Peanut sneaked back, lamenting, "The background music alone needs five types, for the entrance, before the vows, after the vows, the groom’s speech, and the kiss. We also need to adjust for wind force and direction for each segment, and configure the sun’s position to provide a shadow layout. They’re currently discussing trees, turf, and pathways, and next on the agenda are flower gates—how many and what kinds of flowers. I still need to research what each flower represents and write the master of ceremonies’ script."

Peanut was despondent, "I thought making endless concessions would suffice."

Lin Wu consoled, "Your talent is evident, Peanut. If it were too simple, they wouldn’t need you to handle it personally."

Horse Soul wholeheartedly agreed, "See, now you can openly slack off while we do all the heavy lifting."

"Peanut." Shana called over the earpiece.

Peanut, resigned, said, "I’m on it."