The dinner, enjoyed solely by Moon Kyung-sik, began. It featured a feast of meat, vegetables, and fruits without any seafood.
"Is it to your liking?"
"Yes. This grilled lamb is especially delicious."
"I tried making it with the help of the employees, so I'm glad it turned out fine."
Among the prepared dishes were also ones that Seong Chan-young liked. It was a request made to the kitchen lady to thoroughly search for memories of the original Seong Chan-young. Since it would be suspicious to fill everything with Moon Kyung-sik's favorite dishes alone, I made up the excuse of using Baek Do-jun to help with the preparations.
'I had no intention of catering all the food to fit Moon Kyung-sik's taste."
Even the ghost that eats and dies had a good complexion, but I didn't want to make Seong Chan-young's complexion too good.
The compassion or pity I had for the real Seong Chan-young evaporated during the process of my life being threatened. Right now, I was playing a chicken game where either I die or the real Seong Chan-young dies.
"Really? If it's a coincidence, it's a very pleasant one. I really like the food that Do-jun prepared."
Fate?
'If bad fate is also fate, then it must be fate.'
And Moon Kyung-sik called Baek Do-jun's name without using the surname, just the name.
Baek Do-jun's mouth twitched thinly at those words. It seemed like an unbearably unpleasant statement. Given that other guys had similar reactions, it must be negative.
Moon Kyung-sik poured wine for himself and the guys sitting together, along with a satisfied expression. Seeing him drink a suitable amount himself without getting too drunk, it didn't seem like he was up to something against the alphas.
'Is he implying that he is not messing around with alphas?'
I had preemptively administered an antidote to counteract the effects of the drug that could potentially nullify the effects of the rushed cycle, fearing that the nightmare of the suppressant incident might repeat itself. Thankfully, it didn't.
As Moon Kyung-sik stepped forward to pour the wine, the alphas drank it with relief. The combination of rare-cooked meat and red wine made the entire scene reminiscent of blood.
—Now, please leave.
"Huh?"
I had heard this phrase before. Suddenly, I was hit with dizziness and a headache. I tried to control my breathing as much as possible to avoid being heard by the sensitive alphas. What was happening? What was it? Was something happening that I couldn't remember?
The smell of meat filling the house felt sickeningly overpowering. Suppressing the urge to vomit, I observed Moon Kyung-sik enjoying the dinner once again.
"I'm starting to feel tipsy. Dizzy."
As Moon Kyung-sik's face turned even redder, the dining table became a sea of red. Was the alcohol content too high? Red flushes appeared on the cheeks of the other alphas as well.
"We feel the same way. Did you bring a stronger wine than expected?"
"Well, since we're already here, I thought it would be better to enjoy being tipsy."
"Ah, I see..."
It was a meaningful statement to me. If Moon Kyung-sik had any sense, he would know that this dinner gathering was not enjoyable. Yet, he pretended to be the happiest.
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