Chapter 175
If Magia hadn’t said anything, Mugeon probably would’ve walked right past them without even realizing who they were.
But those two sharp, unmistakably Korean syllables—
No way anyone could ignore a sudden “What the fuck.”
His eyes immediately snapped toward the source of the curse—Magia.
And once that happened, of course he glanced at the person sitting next to her in a male cosplay outfit.
Wait a sec. Those faces look familiar.
“Holy shit, what the—fuck.”
A curse flew out from his end too, completely reflexive.
Magia’s staff—shaped like a rounded hook—snaked out and yanked Mugeon by the back of his collar.
He had been about to step away with the chair, but instead stumbled and wound up awkwardly seated next to the two of them.
Do-hee brought a finger to her lips, signaling him to shut up while glaring at him like she might end him right then and there.
Magia, staff still hooked around his neck, glared at him with thin, narrowed eyes.