Regressor Instruction Manual (PART 1)

Chapter 82: The Third Job (8)

I awoke to a loud atmosphere.

The last thing I could remember the day before was choosing my third job, testing some things with it, and then collapsing in bed.

As if I had just gotten out of a comatose state, I felt nauseatingly groggy.

The problem was that I had hardly slept the whole time I had been working. My room had not yet been cleaned up, so I had chosen to spend the night in my workshop.

If I had known that my condition wouldn't have improved even after getting some rest, I would have cleaned up after myself the night before. In that way, I could have used the bed that Jung Hayan had infused with magic.

As I turned my head, I caught sight of Hwang Jeong-yeon sitting on the far side of the sofa.

She had tried her hardest to follow my schedule. Therefore, she must have also felt exhausted.

Although I had not expected her to stay here, I did not feel alert. I felt pleased to know that I was not so wary of people anymore. The more I could trust, the better.

It was then that I began to realize where all the noise was coming from.

"Gosh... My hyung seems to have done a lot of work, too. The whole second floor is a mess. Oh, Hayan! If you keep running like that, you'll fall. Hee-young, please do something."

"..."

"First, we should organize our luggage. Hee-young, pass me the white one..."

"Yes, of course."

I knew what this meant. My fellow party members were back.

I had begun to smile at this realization. However, upon seeing Hwang Jeong-yeon groggily stretching, I began to panic.

I could hear the sound of footsteps frantically making their way up to the second floor. I knew who that was.

Even though Jeong-yeon and I had never indulged in any physical contact, it would still be bad for Hayan to see her here. It would not be beneficial for Hwang Jeong-yeon either, for she counted on me to introduce Park Deokgu.

"Oppa... Oppa..." Jung Hayan's voice floated through the workshop's door. I knew the location-tracking magic was still working, so I couldn't pretend that I wasn't here.

I felt like a protagonist in a horror movie.

Rattle!

"Oppa... Are you there? Are you there?"

Rattle!

"Are you there? Oppa?"

Rattle!

"You didn't even sleep? Maybe you were still researching... Perhaps we should quiet down, for now, Hayan. It's still so early in the morning..."

"Or maybe there's something wrong with my hyung... Perhaps he fell down?"

Thump-thump.

At this, Jung Hayan resumed her relentless knocking on the door. It was natural for Hwang Jeong-yeon to wake up from all the commotion.

It only took her a few seconds to grasp what was happening. Her eyes widened.

"Oppa! Oh, are you still sleeping?"

I almost snorted at the question. If I were asleep, then she most certainly would not receive a reply.

"What's going on?"

As I gestured towards the window, I saw Hwang Jeong-yeon nodding desperately.

"Ah... Deokgu. I slept late and only woke up now."