The body beside him stiffened noticeably. Uijae sighed internally. That idiot was bringing up sensitive topics again. He hurriedly patted Sa-young’s broad back, but the tense muscles showed no sign of relaxing. Desperate, Uijae stepped behind Sa-young and clamped his hands over his ears. Large hands came up to cover Uijae’s.

“What are you doing?”

“Stay still. Hey, Hong Yesung. Don’t just throw around words about dying. You wanna die?”

“Hey, that’s not fair! I was just stating objective facts.”

“Try softening your words. Like saying their lifespan might get shorter.”

“Isn’t that basically the same thing?”

“Sa-young, you stay quiet.”

“But isn’t covering his ears pointless? He can still hear everything.”

“Hong Yesung, you shut up too.”

Sa-young half-heartedly tried to remove Uijae’s hands a few times before giving up, resorting to poking at Uijae’s hands instead to annoy him. Hong Yesung grumbled in the background.@@novelbin@@

“Seriously, even when I give warnings… You’re the one shortening your own lifespan.”

Uijae responded shamelessly. “What are you talking about? Who could live as long as me?”

“You’re the least convincing person to say that. Especially after what you’ve already done.”

“…”

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