Sa-young looked for Uijae first. His wandering gaze finally settled downward, and he frowned.

Cha Uijae was reclining halfway on a soft beanbag, looking at Sa-young. A low table in front of him was piled with various snacks. His black mask gleamed under the light of the screen.

‘What the…?’

Wasn’t he supposed to be disciplining the Mackerels?

Sa-young stopped in his tracks. Uijae pulled another beanbag over with his arm, placing it beside him, and patted it lightly.

“Come sit.”

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“Hyuuuung~nim~!”

At that moment, one of the Mackerels, now with his hair down, came flying in, holding a steaming bag of popcorn. He grinned and kneeled on one knee, offering the popcorn like a bouquet of roses. Sa-young’s frown deepened.

“Hyung-nim, I’ve brought freshly made popcorn. Oh? The Guild Master is here. Nice to meet you?”

The younger Mackerel waved casually in greeting, but Sa-young barely registered it. His mind was too preoccupied with the ridiculous title he’d just heard.

‘Hyung-nim?’

This is ridiculous. Sa-young’s lips twisted into a wry smile. Judging by the younger Mackerel's attitude, it seemed the disciplining was already over. Did Uijae really enjoy being called ‘Hyung’? Sa-young folded his arms, watching Uijae shake his head.

“No, I told you I’m not eating.”

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