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... yeon’s attendant, I greeted them with a sausage in my mouth.

“Welcome.”

“Yi-gyeol-ssi… haa.”

“Ha…”

Min Ah-rin and Kim Woo-jin, who faced me when I leisurely waved my hand to them, sighed one after another. Why were you like this in the morning? Min Ah-rin said with a sad expression when I looked at her blankly. (한가롭게 손을 설렁설렁 흔드는 날 마주한 민아린과 김우진이 연달아 한숨을푹 내쉬었다, not sure how to translate it)

“Yi-gyeol-ssi. Are you eating now?”

“Ah… I’m sorry. I will clean it up.” ...

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