Chapter 27
03. That Omega, (madness and savagery), Cried
“Secretary Kim.”
“Yes, Team Leader Kang.”
“Do you want to die, too?”
“Why are you calling people by the wrong last name again?”
When I arrived at work after lunch, the first person who came running was Kang Seokho. This guy doesn’t even have much to do during the day, yet oddly enough, he has this streak of diligence. It doesn’t suit him—this weird, out-of-place sense of responsibility.
“No, I think you really do need to die a little. Come with me to the office.”
“Wait... I’m busy? No, wait! Hold on, Team Leader!”
Kang Seokho hooked my neck with his arm and started walking with long, firm strides. The dumbass musclehead looked like he might snap my cervical spine. I thought he was really dragging me off to the Security Team 3 office, but we ended up on a rooftop midway up the building. He told me to stay put in a stiff, authoritative voice and disappeared—only to return with two cups of coffee.
“...No iced?”
“Just drink it. Honestly, I’d rather serve you poison than coffee right now.”
I only drink iced coffee, even if it kills me. But I hid my displeasure and sat down in a corner, sensing something off in Seokho’s tone.