"That's because you're an idiot."
Wi Hajoon replied sounding completely serious. Rim Young immediately lifted his head from the cushion.
"You're an idiot!"
"A true idiot calls everyone else an idiot."
"Whatever. I'm not going."
With that, he flopped back onto the couch and rolled over, dragging the cushion with him. His head still felt heavy, his shoulders ached from overexertion, and the thought of stepping back into that restricted zone made him want to curl deeper into the couch. How was he supposed to guide anyone in this condition, much less an S-Class again?
Wi Hajoon should have just left him there and gone alone, but he stood still. Not moving away, he asked.
"What do you need?"
As if he would give him anything he wanted. Tempted, he wanted to ask him to become his official guide, but in the end, he didn't say anything. Finally, Wi Hajoon ran a hand through his hair in frustration.
"What the fuck am I supposed to do then? You're the only guide I brought with me!"
