Chapter 9: Where Do You Belong?
The next morning, Kim Do-Joon’s eyes snapped open at his usual waking hour. Despite his tensions and struggles over the past week, his daily routine seemed to persist.
He would normally rise, clean up, and open the store in short order. However, considering all the things that had transpired, he felt that he would have to keep the store closed for a spell.
I’ll take a day off.
Kim Do-Joon went back to sleep. Three hours later, he finally got up.
***
Following a late breakfast, Kim Do-Joon left the store a couple of minutes past ten.
His first agenda was to stop by the Association to verify whether or not he was registered as a dungeon refugee. If he was, that needed to be fixed.
Afterward, of course, was the matter of tracking down his phone.
A smiling employee greeted him upon entry to the Association building. "Welcome. How may I help you?"
"Is Ms. Lee Ji-Ah here? She's the agent assigned to me..." Kim Do-Joon inquired.
"Just a moment, please," the employee said, maintaining a professional smile.