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    #122

    A man nicknamed Observer.

    Yoo Yeon-seok was a young man in his late 20s.

    He was dressed in a loose, half-torn hoodie and jeans. It looks like it hasn’t been washed properly.

    The reason why his nickname and appearance became like this was because of his abilities.

    Three eyes.

    Literally 3 ri. The ability to see things about 1.2km away.

    It was a very ambiguous ability to call it a good ability.

    You can see an object 1.2km away, but you cannot see it in detail.

    In reality, I had to go up to about 500m to observe it properly.

    Of course, that alone was an ability that was overwhelmingly better than the eyesight of an ordinary person.

    To see Dok Go-jun in Yeouido, he had to go to the northern end of Yeouido along the half-submerged Wonhyo Bridge.

    And now I was on my way to Yeongdeungpo to check on the group in Yeongdeungpo.

    Fearing that he might be caught in a raid if he passed through Yeouido, he passed through Noryangjin and moved to Yeongdeungpo along the railroad tracks.

    It took about a full day to hide.

    A little away from Yeongdeungpo, he observed where Times Square was located.

    ‘There are three sentries on top of the building… … No, four. what. This way too? There too… … ?’

    Security was tight.

    Among them, there must be someone who has the ability to identify people. It was close to impossible to sneak inside there.

    If you want to see inside Times Square, you have to get closer than you are now.

    Yoo Yeon-seok approached the shopping mall.

    This distance is approximately 600 meters. Fortunately, it seemed like they were hiding inside the building and were not detected.

    ‘good. Let’s observe from here.’

    He looked inside the mall. Because the distance was close, I was able to see inside the building as if I was looking at CCTV.

    Yoo Yeon-seok couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw the inside of the shopping mall.

    There were a lot of people.

    It also looked peaceful.

    Even eating delicious food and resting comfortably.

    ‘what… … ? Did I see it wrong?’

    I used Samrian again.

    I looked inside again, but it was the same as before.

    Yoo Yeon-seok looked at the leaflet he brought.

    What was written on the leaflet, the photo, and what he saw were exactly the same.

    ‘this… … It’s real?’

    If true, there was no reason to fight for survival with the survivalists.

    If you go in there.

    no.

    If you take that away.

    ‘If you’re the leader, you can do that.’

    He had faith in the leader’s abilities.

    Should I run straight to the leader and report it?

    ‘Let’s look a little further.’

    There were people inside, but there was one room that was a bit far away.

    I couldn’t tell what it was, but it felt like it was probably the group’s secret headquarters.

    There was no harm in knowing this information.

    Yoo Yeon-seok used Samrian again.

    ‘Umm… … . This is… … ?’

    I couldn’t help but doubt my eyes again.

    There was a woman standing in front of the bed.

    ***

    “You’re busy, so why are you making such a fuss about calling me and asking me to come over? miss? Huh?”

    I said grumpily and sat down on the bed.

    It wasn’t a joke, it was meant seriously.

    “Didn’t you say you had something to tell you? Can’t you even talk?”

    Noyona stuttered and complained.

    “No, if you have something to say, you can just say it briefly or convey it through Ga-eun. Huh?”

    “Ugh… … ! That’s because it’s not something I should say to that person!”

    “What on earth is going on? Are you really behind if it’s not a big deal?”

    “Ugh… … . Rice, rice, it’s not that big of a deal… ! Ah, ah, it’s very important!”

    For something like that, my fingers are shaking a lot.

    Like last time and yesterday, he seemed a little scared of me, probably because he saw me picking on women a lot.

    When I got close, I could almost see them sneaking away because they were scared.

    “Important?”

    “Yes… ! Why, why, why me… !”

    “?”

    “Me… … ! You’re not promoting me to the 1st team, right?”

    I said something.

    “I saw it yesterday! Three more people were promoted to the first team. Even the person who came for the first time yesterday became the first team?”

    “No, that person was a model”

    “Don’t you know that I am the youngest granddaughter of the Nobel Group? Aren’t I a good fit for the first team? District 2. And it’s in the very back… ! Even if I endure everything, everything, everything else… ! I can’t stand this… !”

    Yena’s face turned red.

    What else can I say?

    Was that the problem?

    “Besides, you didn’t even care about me yesterday… … !”

    “That’s because they’re busy fucking other females.”

    “Shouldn’t you consider me more important than other females? Me, the youngest granddaughter of the Nobel Group! Leaving it all night… … !”

    “Ah. Was that something you didn’t like?”

    “Do you know how humiliating it was? Being stuck in a corner naked and just waiting endlessly… … !”

    It seems that our young lady is very embarrassed and her pride has been hurt.

    Well, it would be unfair for this arrogant young lady to be stuck in group 2 while married women are promoted to group 1.

    Jiwoo, who held hands with me, was selected as one of the top 6 members of the first team yesterday and had fun on the bed, right?

    He had to watch it from a corner.

    “… … My, my, am I not that attractive!?”

    It seemed like her pride as a woman couldn’t tolerate it.

    Even though “ looks like this, he is confident in his appearance… ! Ugh… ! Rain, I’m wearing expensive clothes, so why…? … !”

    “That’s why you asked to talk to me? oh my. Somehow.”

    Yena must have been so angry that her hands were shaking.

    I’m almost crying. Our Yena.

    I’ve felt this before, but Yena is actually very soft-hearted.

    She’s just covering it up with her position as the granddaughter of a chaebol and her unique, strange pride.

    “Come to work. Sit down.”

    “… … Yes?”

    “Hurry.”

    I called Jena affectionately.

    When I let him sit on the bed, he seemed to be strangely happy, but his angry expression from earlier disappeared and he started laughing heartily.

    “Did you really want to be in the first team?”

    “Well, I… ! I just don’t like being under other people… !”

    “Then you don’t like being under me?”

    “That, that, that… … … ! Tsk… … !”

    Yena hummed.

    “That’s… … No.”

    “Am I an exception?”

    “You… … Aren’t you the ruler of this place?”

    I’ve heard all kinds of stars, but this is the first time I’ve heard the expression ‘ruler’.

    “That’s right.”

    “Then it’s okay.”

    what?

    iced coffee.

    If it’s someone you approve of, it’s okay to be on top.

    Is it something like that, where you can’t stand someone lower than you above you?

    “But I can’t stand other females being on top of me… !”

    “Hehe. If that was the problem, there is a way to solve it.”

    “Well, what is that?”

    “You know very well. How can I move up to the first team?”

    Yena’s face turned bright red.

    It seems like he remembered the time when he served me.

    “Ah, ah, ah, I know… ! That, that, that… !”

    “You probably know. So you didn’t ask to see me alone? That too in my room.”

    “Ugh… … … !”

    Yena was speechless as if she had hit the nail on the head.

    “No?”

    “… … That’s right.”

    Yena nodded.

    Actually, I guessed it from the moment I heard it from Ga-eun.

    What does Yena want?

    Do you really want to go to the first team somehow?

    Or, I don’t know if he wants to be hugged by me as an excuse to go to the first team.

    Well, there was no reason to refuse.

    “Hmm… … … .”

    Plus, you look strangely sexy today. Yena. He wasn’t like this before.

    Looking closely, the makeup and coordination were quite different from before I went to Yeouido.

    Perhaps as he began to become friends with the women here again, he was taught how to decorate himself.

    I heard that there is actually a group where females get together and share their experiences about what styles they like and what works and what doesn’t work… … .

    Could it be that he came there decorated in a style that targets me?

    “Not… … Do you do it?”

    “What.”

    “That, that, that, that… … ! … … … Sex.”

    Yena lowered her head and spoke in a quiet voice.

    “I have to do that… … I heard that I can go to District 1 and District 1… … … !”

    “That’s correct.”

    I saw Jena.

    Yena quickly turns her head when our eyes meet.

    Even though I know what I came here to do on my own.

    It’s amazing to see them turn their heads when we meet them.

    I gently grabbed Yena’s shoulder.

    “Haha… … !?”

    “Why is it dropping like this? It’s not even my first time touching it.”

    “Ha, ha, but… ! Aren’t you too sudden?”

    “Sudden?”

    “Yes… … !”

    “This is what happens suddenly.”

    I threw Jena down on the bed.

    Her top was rolled up, leaving her large breasts visible.

    Yena smiled a strangely forced smile.

    “Hmm… … ! Just because I do that… … ! Do you feel like you’re going to tremble, tremble, tremble… … ?”

    When I looked still, I saw that my whole body was trembling.

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