The blank space where Uijae's role should have been filled him with an uneasy feeling.

*What’s the point of someone with no assigned role? Can I even stay here?* Uijae unconsciously tightened his grip on Sayoung's arm. Sayoung let out a small groan, and only then did Uijae snap back to reality, quickly releasing him. As if on cue, the electric sparks that had been flickering around Sayoung's body disappeared.

“Ah, sorry. Are you okay?”

Sayoung straightened up, brushing off his shoulders with a grimace. He grumbled, “Is this really a dream?”

“What do you mean?”

“The system enforces penalties, …