"SO, you have the palate of a kid, huh?"
Tsk.
Yihun ignored Moon Noa and continued eating his third bulgogi burger.
After the commotion that the two of them started in the middle of the crowd earlier, he felt embarrassed.
People watched them as if they were watching a drama.
Worse, many people had recognized Moon Noa already.
Hence, Yihun ran away and entered the first establishment that caught his attention— a fast food restaurant.
Since he was angry anyway, he ordered all the kinds of burgers available.
With fries and cider, of course.
Yihun was peacefully enjoying his late dinner when Moon Noa joined him.
And the S-Class Guide’s order?
A freaking coffee.
But it’s amusing to see Moon Noa-ssi drink cheap coffee when I’ve only seen him brew fancy coffee every morning for the past year.
"Yuno-ya, don’t ignore me."
Moon Noa sounded playful, but Yihun noticed the mild irritation in the S-Class Guide’s voice.
How scary.
Hence, he put down his half-eaten burger and sat up straight.
"Noa-ssi, I understand that you did what you did because you wanted to get a reaction from me," Yihun said sternly. "But you stole my art and posted my sketches on giant billboards for the whole world to see without my permission. I deserve an apology."
"Yes, I’m sorry, Yuno-ya."
What?
Yihun was taken aback when Moon Noa apologized immediately.
The most surprising part?
He sounds sincere...
"I’ll also apologize to Nam Sori-ssi later," Moon Noa said, his voice still full of remorse. "Actually, I asked Nam Sori-ssi to give me your sketchbooks and old art materials. I told her that I’d give them back to you. But, obviously, I lied."
Tsk.
I knew it— Sori wouldn’t have given my sketchbooks and art materials to this cunning fox had she known what he’d do with them.
"Like you said, I did all of this to get a reaction from you," Moon Noa confessed. "I know that you refused to talk because you were broken inside. Of course, I also know how long it takes to heal from that kind of wound. Even so, I have a reason for being impatient. I’m not saying it’s an excuse— I’m just saying that I didn’t force you to talk for fun."
Oh.
Yihun remembered yelling at Moon Noa, telling him that everything wasn’t a joke.
It seems like I struck a nerve.
"Then I’ll listen," Yihun said. Actually, he felt bad for yelling at Moon Noa. Aside from the fact that they had a huge age gap between them, this was also the person who rescued him and helped his friends for the past year. That was the least thing he could do for him. "But, first, please promise me you’ll have the billboards of my drawings removed."
"I already did," Moon Noa said, smiling. "My people are already taking down those billboards as we speak. You’ve already seen them, after all."
He wanted to say it was a big waste of money, but then, he remembered Moon Noa was a chaebol.
This kind of stuff probably didn’t leave a dent in his wealth.
"Yihun-ah, you’re a Guide."
Oh.
"And all Guides belong to the government."
Guides aren’t as free as Espers.
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