Yujin stopped thinking.

Or rather, it wasn’t that he chose to stop thinking.
The scene in front of him was simply too much for his brain to process.

“……”
‘What… am I looking at?’

In what felt like a frozen moment in time,
Yujin tried to comprehend the sight before him.

Seol Hayeon, the director of the Awakener Association,
on the brink of her sixtieth birthday.

Wearing… a cropped top that barely covered her chest.
A skirt so short it shouldn’t even count as clothing.

An outfit that, by any generous estimate,
was at …