The old Damas sputtered as its speed slowed down drastically. In front of a towering skyscraper, Mackerel parked the car neatly by the sidewalk, whistling as he stared at the building.

"Ah~ This is actually my first time visiting here too."@@novelbin@@

Mackerel smacked his lips, rubbing his hands together.

"While we're here, I'd love to have a look around. It’d be great if you could take your time."

So, he hadn’t come along just to pay off a favor—he had some ulterior motives too. Uijae shot a sideways glance at Mackerel.

"So, you're just here to indulge your curiosity, huh?"

"Aww, come on. If I go in with you, it'll be like a free pass, right? You’re J, after all!"

Not likely. That guy was stubborn, and once he made up his mind, he wouldn't show even a hair. Uijae leaned his head against the window, arms crossed.

"I'm not on good terms with him right now."

"You can make up. Isn't that why you came?"

That irritating smile was getting on Uijae’s nerves. Instead of answering, Uijae carefully got out of the car. After being cramped up in the small vehicle, his whole body felt stiff. He stretched his arms, yawning. Mackerel shut the Damas's door with a bang and looked up at the tall building.

"Well, anyway… I doubt they'll open the door quietly for us."

"Not a chance."

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