Chapter 39: The Market was dreadful
About an hour had passed since you'd left the Ilsun Village. Tzuyu in her office writes a letter for you and the others to receive the blessing.
Once the letter was forwarded, it will show up in the sky and flies in your direction. If writing gets hard, put the letter in your forehead and a sentence will light up on the paper like a printed letter.
And the letter will disappear in your hand to deliver it.
"Wah~! Sounds like they won the fight! I'm so proud of my disciples," Nayeon claps and she enters Tzuyu's office.
"I'm pretty sure the door's says knock before you come in," Tzuyu mumbles.
"I did knock!" Nayeon tells, "So how's it going now? Think they can come back safely?"
"Let's see..." With an unsure outcome, Tzuyu reads the letter that was answered by none other than Jeongyeon.
"They'll be fine, but Y/N has fallen," She says.
"Hm? How'd that happen?" Nayeon crosses her arms and sat on the edge of the table.
"Nobody knows. Y/N's at 45 temperature, but thanks to Jihyo they manage to put Y/N under control,"
"The same thing happened before... Hm? Did you just said Jihyo?" Nayeon's face lit up.
Knock Knock
The door was opened by Jihyo with a hideous features on her face. In her appearance, the sheer cold emits the small room and making Tzuyu's office into a refrigerator.
"Ack-choo!" Tzuyu sneezes cutely.
"Hm? Were you talking about me just now?"
"Yes! I've heard you went to Incheon Market and saved Y/N," Nayeon smiles brightly. That only made Jihyo move her head in confusion.
"Me?" Her brows narrowed.
"That was Chaeyoung," Tzuyu corrects, who is shivering from the chill.
"My bad~!" Nayeon slaps her forehead with a dumb-like chuckle.
Jihyo was expressionless. Whatever might she have felt, Jihyo would cinch Chaeyoung about it. "Guess we won,"
"You think so...?" Nayeon smiles mysteriously with a dubious, smart face and heads up the sky.
"You're wrong," Nayeon says again and Jihyo blinks. At that remark, Tzuyu agrees when she relies the message of her letter.
"Going against Jackson Cult was never easy in the first place. This is only the beginning,"
Minatozaki Sana was in the basement face to face Mina in her cell. The Spirit wolf's human form seems to threaten the younger sister the least bit, but dares to reciprocate her gaze in shudder.
Under that gaze in approximate ten seconds, Sana sighs softly, begging with a pitiful face. "Can I talk to Mina?"
"Ah? What are you, blind? Who are you talking to right now?" Mina, with a different demonic voice which belongs to Ryujin says.
