Chapter 85

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I failed to maintain my composure. If I were to be honest… Min Jiheon was younger than me. But that’s not possible now.

I’ve become younger.

“Do I look that old?”

I frowned blatantly and acted as if I had heard a bad joke.

“I’m twenty-three. I’m younger than Min Jiheon.”

“Aha, so you’re twenty-three now?”

Min Jiheon laughed as though he’d heard something amusing.

When his laughter subsided, he seemed momentarily lost in thought before crossing his arms and looking at me up and down. But his gaze was strangely chilling, as if he were looking at something behind me, not me…

“About thirty-three…?”

“…!”

A red warning light flashed in my head, and chills ran up my spine instantly. Regardless, Min Jiheon looked at me while biting his lip.

“No… is it a bit more? I’m not sure about this….”

“…”

“Oh, it seems like I just made a rhyme, didn’t I?”[1]

With a narrowed gaze, I watched Min Jiheon as he muttered, “is it… is it not…”

Has he gone mad?

…Could he have guessed this just by throwing it out there? My thought process was slightly twisted, but as someone who had been a chatterbox for 32 years, I unconsciously let my mouth run.

“What… are you talking about?”

“…”

“Is this a candid camera?”

Min Jiheon, who had been mumbling to himself, just flashed a meaningful smile.

“You’re back, right?”

With his eyes even more narrowed, Min Jiheon looked behind me as if groping for something.

No, I didn’t think it was possible, but was a camera installed somewhere?

If I were to get caught talking nonsense here, wouldn’t it be a disaster?

“…I’ll admit that you’re really good at acting, sunbae. So, where’s the camera installed?”

“Um… hyung. First of all, I think I need to give you some additional explanation about me.”

“…”

“Have you ever heard that there’s only a thin line between a shaman and an entertainer?”

It seemed like I’d heard of it before. But I didn’t have the energy to listen to such nonsense at the moment.

Min Jiheon ignored my tense gaze and continued his story.

“I’m not a shaman~ My family is ordinary, but… um, I’ve been able to see many things that I shouldn’t have. So, when I was young, I had a lot of trouble….”

Min Jiheon calmly laid out his story as if he was explaining a character he was playing.

“If I don’t disperse this energy somehow, malicious spirits will really rush in like crazy. So, that’s why I act.”

“…What?”

“Don’t misunderstand. I really like acting too.”

Min Jiheon playfully tapped his cheek.

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