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    When the wind blew, petals of all beautiful colors mixed and scattered. In front of Han Ji-su, who was blankly watching the dance of the colorful petals, a chair appeared.

    ?

    Just as he was about to ask what kind of chair this was, a round table appeared. As he watched quietly, a shadow fell on the table, and when he looked up, a pristine white tablecloth was slowly descending from the sky.

    Onto the perfectly placed tablecloth on the round table, a three-tiered serving tray appeared. The largest plate on the bottom tier was filled with bite-sized sandwiches, scones, custard puddings, mini Mont Blancs, and cream puffs. The second plate had fruits such as Shine Muscat grapes, melons, and peeled tangerines, and the top plate was full of all kinds of desserts, including macarons and raw chocolates. Strangely, everything was exactly what Ji-su liked.

    How did they know my preferences…?

    [His Patron, the God of Rest, admires his own discernment, stating that he prepared various things not knowing what Ji-su would like.]

    Seeing the message laced with self-praise, Ji-su chuckled instead of adding anything, and as he sat down at the table, a beautiful floral teapot and teacups simultaneously appeared from thin air.

    Ji-su, who was looking at the pink rose pattern on the floating teapot, smiled bitterly at the subtle lemon scent wafting from it. He thought the setup and tea felt somehow familiar, and it was indeed the same configuration as the afternoon tea he had long ago with Kang Jae-yoon at a hotel café in Hong Kong during a Loveis concert.

    Upon realizing that, he felt as if he could see a chair opposite him, even though it wasn’t there. Then, a blurry image of Kang Jae-yoon, sitting cross-legged, spreading blueberry jam on a small scone and offering it to him with a smile, floated into his mind. He closed his eyes, took a moment to compose himself, and when he opened them again, Kang Jae-yoon’s afterimage was nowhere to be seen, replaced by an endlessly stretching flower garden.

    The God of Rest said he personally selected the menu, but wasn’t it actually based on his own memories? As he thought this, he simply stared at the food without touching it, and a new message gently popped up.

    [His Patron, the God of Rest, tilts his head, asking why he isn’t eating. He adds that Ji-su should feel free to say if there’s anything else he wants to eat.]

    Even without the explicit words, the message exuded an aura of bewilderment. Moreover, surprisingly, he also sensed an aura of concern for his Protégé. Seeing the seemingly observant message fade away, Ji-su picked up a small scone and replied.

    This is enough.

    While Ji-su was undergoing mental stabilization treatment, in reality, Toto was hissing angrily in the caretaker’s private bedroom attached to the Hankook University Hospital VIP ward, wildly throwing nuts at Jung Ha-jin’s phone screen.

    More precisely, he wasn’t just throwing them at the phone screen; he was throwing them directly at the face of a famous Youtuber, whose name sounded like ‘C-bak’ or ‘Su-bak,’ who was on the screen, hissing “Squeak! Squeak!” in a tantrum.

    Jung Ha-jin, who was with Toto in his original form in the caretaker’s room so as not to disturb Ji-su’s sleep, did not bother to stop the enraged hamster. He, who was just as angry as Toto, was currently trying to calm his boiling rage.

    The Youtuber in the video, whom both were glaring at, was livestreaming about an Unmeasurable dungeon that had appeared in a mountainous region of China two days prior, on the dawn of the 22nd. The problematic broadcast currently had over 4 million live viewers, and the chat window, spiraling wildly in various languages from around the world, was utterly unreadable.

    Such an enormous number of viewers had gathered due to the speculative stories the Youtuber was spinning and the clickbait title of the broadcast.

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