Faced with a reality he didn’t want to confront, Uijae squeezed his eyes shut. First, they had to share a bed in the Memorial Dungeon, and now they were wearing matching pajamas? This was insane!

Fortunately, Sayoung had his eyes closed, sitting on the couch with his hand on his temple as if he were asleep. He hadn’t seen Uijae’s distress. Silently, Uijae tiptoed towards the living room.

The wallpaper, the layout of the house, and the furniture were all familiar, save for a few differences. This place was similar to what he had seen in the Memorial Dungeon, but …