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    ***

    The company started moving at the same time as usual.

    At around 10 a.m., people started going to work one by one, and their clothes were casual, reflecting the free atmosphere of the company.

    Perhaps because of the energy of summer, which is one step closer, the steps of people going to work were light and their clothes were also light.

    The company’s scenery is the same as usual. However, the employees who gathered in small groups began to talk about the big issue that happened in the morning.

    ‘In-ho is strange.’

    The story was that Kang In-ho, who was the bright spot in the department and took charge of all the dirty work, was strange.

    In-ho Kang, who was always smiling, perhaps exhausted from long overtime shifts, was looking disheveled with his back tilted back and looking at the ceiling.

    “There was a lot of overtime these days.”

    Someone said this while drinking freshly brewed coffee at a cafe near the office.

    “Right. To post a proposal, Mina made Inho work overtime.”

    “Ugh, I don’t know why you’re doing that. Honestly, it’s something Inho doesn’t have to do, right?”

    “Is Mr. Inho firmly captured by Mina?…”

    “Huh? I thought it was because Mina was interested in Inho.”

    “I thought so too at first. That’s not interest, that’s bullying. If it were me, I would have already resigned.”

    “Look at the dark circles under Inho’s eyes. It’s salty, it’s salty. Tsk tsk.”

    He could hear people whispering about him here and there, but Inho was as motionless as a robot toy whose batteries had run out.

    He was just counting the patterns on the ceiling with bleary eyes.

    No, more precisely, I was looking at a message floating in the air.

    [Guide to Dimensional Shift-2]

    [Possesses an unconscious person who is dead or cannot be revived in the relevant dimension.]

    [Number of dimension shifts: 3]

    ‘The original owner of the body was dead. ‘It’s a very sad life to die while working overtime.’

    Is it because they were from the same company? He originally felt pity for the body’s owner.

    ‘The number of dimension shifts is 3 times. The dimension where I was stabbed with a knife. The level of being injected with drugs. And now here.’

    After gathering his thoughts, Inho stood up, and when he moved after being motionless for an hour, people’s attention was drawn to him.

    He took out a towel from the drawer and went to the bathroom.

    ***

    Men’s room. Inho splashed water and washed his face roughly.

    I cleaned my teeth by putting toothpaste on my toothbrush, and for some reason, I shaved my overgrown beard with a razor that was lying around.

    After cleaning up his body, Inho looked in the mirror.

    ‘Is it my last conscience to possess someone with a handsome face? Year of the pigeon.”

    This time, Inho smiled bitterly, looking at the unfamiliar figure of a man with a pretty face.

    He seriously wondered if, in order to provide this kind of consideration, he should not be brought back to the level he originally lived in.

    ‘Today is Friday. Because I don’t know anything about company work. ‘Let’s save time by leaving school early because we’re sick.’

    After moving to another dimension, Inho despaired, but that did not mean he gave up.

    This was because, since I had moved to another dimension, I had to adapt to this place again.

    Obtaining personal information was easier than the last time.

    First of all, the cell phone was opened using fingerprint recognition, and personal information could be viewed on the company intranet where the user was logged in.

    He wiped his face with a towel and returned to his seat.

    Normally, his colleagues would have come up to him and said hello, but was it because of his stern face? There was no one approaching.

    “I… I’m planning to leave school early today.”

    Inho turned off the computer and asked the employee next to him.

    The employee tilted her head at the seat with the name tag ‘Kim Yuna’ attached.

    “You should tell Mina… But Inho, there is a scrum this morning. You will have to attend that. Are you feeling unwell?”

    “Well.. When does Scrum start? How long does it take?”

    “Yes? Ah… I do it at the same time as I always do. 11 o’clock. It takes about 30 minutes. Mr. Inho, your complexion looks very bad today.”

    “Thank you for letting us know.”

    The time is now 10:45.

    Early dismissal reports must be made to ‘Mina Lee’. Looking at the organization chart, the team leader. Probably the team leader where I belong.

    Thinking that it was an awkward time to miss, he decided to attend the morning scrum.

    At 10:55, employees around him were seen getting up, and Inho also got up and followed them.

    ‘I don’t know what the company does, but it’s a female company.’

    He thought as he saw that everyone except him was a woman.

    Entering the conference room, they sat down on chairs and waited for someone.

    “You’re a little late today.”

    one employee said.

    “The leader meeting seems to be taking a long time. Ah, there you are.”

    An employee near the door looked through the glass door and said.

    Eventually, the door opened, and a woman with a slender figure came in.

    A typical office lady, her short black hair was impressive.

    Inho made eye contact with her. And then I realized.

    ‘In this dimension… it’s her.’

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