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1. Far from organizational life

김여주

"Fuck, I told you to knock when I came in."

A woman in a black suit, high heels, and a ponytail tied with a black ribbon slammed her papers down with one hand and took off her black-rimmed glasses. Her glasses were non-prescription and didn't suit her at all.

전정국

"You know I'm like this, boss."

He spoke to me as he carefully closed the door. He walked a few more steps and met my gaze. He placed the papers that had fallen to the floor on the desk.

전정국

"Park Jimin said he killed all the kids he rescued this time."

전정국

'I tried to stop you...'

I stared intently at Jeon Jungkook, who was just venting his complaints, and then carefully lifted my butt from the chair.

김여주

"Min Yoongi, isn't Min Yoongi in charge of Park Jimin and Jung Ho-seok?"

전정국

'There are a lot of new kids coming in this time, so everyone's in charge has changed. It's me now, boss.'

김여주

"Where is Park Jimin?"

전정국

'It's the F4th floor.'

I lifted my butt off the chair and drank the coffee that was sitting on the right side of the desk.

김여주

"What are you doing? Call me."

A moment later, a knock was heard, followed by the sound of swearing, and then silence fell.

김여주

"Come in."

The doorknob creaked as Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook entered. As soon as Park Jimin entered, he reeked of blood, and when he grimaced, Park Jimin lowered his head.

I got up from my chair and sat down in front of the desk. Jeon Jungkook and Park Jimin looked at each other and then sat down on the sofa in front of me.

김여주

"I guess Park Jimin likes Min Yoongi. Right?"

Park Jimin moistened his lips with his tongue, wondering if they were dry, then shook his head.

박지민

"...I like Jeon Jungkook. Boss."

Park Jimin's pupils rolled back and forth as he met my eyes. Just as I was biting my fingernails, disliking the awkward atmosphere in my room, a knock was heard.

김여주

"Come in."

As I lifted my head with a sigh, Jeong Ho-seok came in.

정호석

"Boss... I can't stand it..."

As soon as he came in, he saw Jung Ho-seok saying that, and told Jeon Jung-kook and Park Jimin to go out.

As the two of them left, Jeong Ho-seok knelt before me, where I was sitting, and began to stroke my fingers. I spoke, running my hand through his hair.

김여주

"Jung Ho-seok, what are you doing?"

I stroked his hair and met his eyes.

Because of his pure, clear eyes, I don't want to dirty Jung Ho-seok with my own hands, so I leave him in Jeon Jung-kook's care every day, but he keeps coming to me without fail.

Looking at Jung Ho-seok's body, he's dressed, so he doesn't seem to be in pain. But when he takes his clothes off, he's covered in bruises and bandages. He probably can't go to work in this condition, but Jung Ho-seok goes every day.

정호석

"It hurts... It really hurts."

He scanned my body with his eyes, then grabbed my hand and placed it on his own.

정호석

"If someone other than the boss hits you, it hurts, but if the boss hits you, it doesn't hurt."

Every time I look at the masochistic Jeong Ho-seok, I feel a surge of excitement, but it's probably just because I'm a psychopath.

김여주

"I told you that if you do something like this, you'll never come back. Jung Hoseok, go back to Jeon Jungkook."

Then he blows a kiss to my lips. The threads that surround my tongue flow out of my mouth, down my chin, and fall to the floor.

One drop Two drops Three drops

After I kissed him like that, he went back and kissed me on the forehead.

I sat up and smelled the coffee I'd just had.

김여주

"Fuck, I have nothing to do."

I thought, "Let's play a little prank," and grabbed the microphone.

김여주

"Ah, let's gather in the garden."