“Isn’t that pretty? I got it from the art gallery this time.”

At the tip of her finger was a massive portrait.

A portrait four times the size of a human torso.

Taesan sighed.

“Why is it that a woman like you is the strongest human?”

Lee Tae-yeon smiled brightly.

“In situations like this, obsession with something is important. Why don’t you pick up a hobby like me? I used to think art was meaningless in the previous world, but now I see there’s a charm to it. Just look at this portrait I brought…”

“Let’s save that for later.”