Maintaining a serious expression, Wooheon hammered out a reply:
[You’ve been through this enough times to know better. Also, Mr. Lee, stop using that stupid dog sticker.]
[Lee Seongcheol (Anthropomorph Rescue Team)
Yes, sir... Sorry.]
At that, the chatroom fell into a dead silence.
Among all the members, the only person genuinely happy about the new group chat was Wooheon himself.
The rest stared at the screen, collectively thinking,
‘Goddamn it. Who gave Captain the idea to get on messenger?’
“How is it? Works pretty well, right?”
“No.”
He looked perfectly at ease—but like earlier in the chat, Wooheon shut it down with a single word.
The chirping outside filled the silence—until the old woman’s raspy voice cut through.
“Yueul, dinner’s ready!”
The old woman’s raspy voice picked up right where the crickets had left off.
At the call, Yueul sprang to his feet.
“Yes, ma’am!”
“Tell that brat to come eat too!”
“Huh?”
Brat?
‘Heir to KL Group, and she called me a BRAT?’
