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Kim Donghu’s assigned VJ, Park Seongryeol, was currently on the brink of death.

“What kind of kid is this!?”

To be honest, Park Seongryeol prided himself on his stamina.

Climbing mountains every weekend was a given, and he occasionally joined running clubs to jog as well.

So, whenever he was tasked with filming variety shows like Rushman, he never worried about keeping up.

But—

“I’ve really met my match this time.”

Kim Donghu wasn’t just someone with “good” stamina; he was on a completely different level. To put it bluntly, he seemed like a different species altogether.

When Donghu descended 22 flights of stairs without a single break, Seongryeol had already felt that something was off. In fact, by the time they reached the 10th floor, and he couldn’t keep up anymore, Donghu casually grabbed the camera and carried it himself down to the 2nd floor.

Keeping up with him was exhausting. That was the reality of the person who filled Park Seongryeol’s camera lens: Kim Donghu.

“Up to that point, I thought he was just someone with great stamina.”

But then Donghu started walking on his hands.

“Oh, I see.”

It was only then that Seongryeol realized. Donghu didn’t just have good stamina—he had everything.

As soon as Donghu began chasing them, Kangsu and Kim Sujin bolted for the elevator.

Watching their retreating figures, Donghu immediately sprinted toward the stairs.

“Wait, can I even call that ‘sprinting’?”

Even while filming, Seongryeol felt like something was off.

How could someone running on their hands be just as fast as someone running on their legs? Why was Donghu so good at these things?

Lost in thought,

Click.

Donghu opened the door while still in a handstand.

Did he use his legs to turn the doorknob? While pondering this mystery—

Swoosh!

Donghu spun his body upright and stood.

“How much time is left until the three minutes are up?”
“Uh… about a minute and 30 seconds.”
“Well, then there’s no other choice.”

No other choice for what? Just as that thought crossed his mind—

Smack!

Donghu grabbed the stairwell railing.

To be precise, the inner railing of the staircase.

He gripped it,

Smack! Smack! Smack!

And started climbing it.

What kind of idea was it to climb using the stair railing?

Never mind the idea—this seemed outright dangerous. The inner railing had gaps leading all the way down to the basement.

“But he’s climbing it so safely?”

It was a ridiculous thought, but Donghu never let his body drift toward the gaps.

Climbing the stairs purely with his strength, it was absurd that his speed was nearly on par with the VJ following him.

“So, you’re telling me he’s climbing the stairs using just his arms, at almost the same speed as someone using their legs?”

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