Next Level
EP 3.


Seokjin left a note asking for your help, then turned his chair and took out his phone. His eyes were drawn to a tall, handsome face he hadn't recognized before.

Even though the brief silence was followed immediately by a barrage of questions, I had to avert my eyes from him, but there was one thing I failed to see.

There was a subtle smile on his lips as he turned his back on me.


Click-

After a few minutes, the awkwardness had somewhat subsided and we were chatting away when a man carrying a black bag came into our room.


A
Everyone is gathered.

Sharp eyes, a sharp yet sharp nose, a height that seemed to be about 175 cm, and a stylish black suit. Just looking at him, I could tell he was at least an executive. Even if it wasn't his looks, the aura he exuded was enough to hurt my pride, but it also slightly intimidated me.

As I was wondering what his identity was, thinking, "Maybe he's a vice-boss..." the man smiled with satisfaction and continued talking.


A
Please call me A and I will convey your mission.


A
I believe you all understand why you're here. As part of the organization formed today, you will work tirelessly to eradicate organized crime in South Korea. For every organization you eliminate, we'll pay you a generous reward, as generous as you desire.


A
Please do your best in your respective positions. This is a radio for communication, so keep it with you at all times, wherever you go. Please also understand that it is equipped with a location tracking function for unavoidable situations.

A took out eight small walkie-talkies from the black bag he was carrying, each with their own name on them, and distributed them. My code name was engraved in small white letters in the corner of the clean-cut design.


A
Official documents will be coming soon, so please rest comfortably. This building is our property, so feel free to wander around, but you must obtain permission before leaving. Feel free to use any of the rooms.


A
Okay, that's it.

widely-


김남준
Are you saying that this building itself is a lodging facility?


민윤기
We're also at the base. It's okay. I just didn't feel like moving my luggage.


박지민
Here's a drawing of the building. I'm staying in room 1013.

Jimin ripped the building drawings off the wall and spread them out on the desk. Even on a 15-inch desk, the paper was so wide that the edges were flapping.

The drawings detailed the interior layout of this expansive building. The first floor contained various shops and stores, the second floor contained offices and storage, the third floor housed dormitories, the fourth floor housed training rooms and a medical office, and the fifth floor housed the rooftop.

Although the number of floors was not high, it was an enormous building in terms of land area and scale.


김여주
I'll use room 0709. I'll wake up first.

After a quick look around the floor plan, I chose the lake in the center. Sitting on a hard chair, I desperately wanted a soft bed, so I quickly grabbed my luggage and left the room.

Looking back at the hallway I'd passed through a few hours ago, it felt somehow new. The thought of this place becoming my sanctuary added a sense of elation.


김여주
Hwaaam...

But no matter what the situation, humans are creatures of adaptation, and my body yawned repeatedly as if protesting with its whole body, demanding a soft bed and sleep.

As I was struggling to catch the elevator, my eyes wide open and struggling to open, luckily the elevator stopped on the second floor with a ding and a man got out.


김여주
...?

Who is it?

Unusually for an employee, he was wearing overly baggy tracksuits, slippers, a hat that covered more than half his face, and a mask. When I glanced at him, the man quickly walked away, as if he'd seen something unsightly.


김여주
...What the... Did you run away after seeing me?

Feeling strangely dirty, I stared at the back of the man's head for a long time. If my eyes could shoot lasers, I'd pierce that flat, flat back of his head with a rounded blast.


김여주
...

Something feels a bit suspicious... Is it just my imagination?