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... waking. Professionals like Yoo-seong kept their eyes closed – to orient themselves and to clear their senses.

Yoo-seong then felt a sticky substance all over him.

‘Oil?’

It must be similar to castor oil that he used at home when he was younger. However, it smelled much worse.

“Open your eyes. I know you’re fully awake,” he heard a voice.

“Sorry,” Yoo-seong spoke. “I didn’t mean to faint.”

With a sigh, he opened his eyes. Yang Jeong-cheon was sitting ...

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