“Ugh… I am tired from working.”


  Wilson, the owner of a small-town clothing store, yawned and mumbled.

  It was something he does every day, but it wasn’t much help to open the store so early in the morning.

  But to earn a penny, he had to be that diligent.

  Who knows?

  Maybe in the early morning, a rich man would come by and sweep away all the expensive clothes.

  ‘No, that isn’t going to happen.’


  Wilson shook his head.

  Things were tough these days, so his delusions began to increase.

  After a few more grunts, he stretched himself.

  “Haha, haha, hahaha!”


  “Is he also here for Krono? Unbelievable…”


  “Really, it looks like dogs and cows will come together.”


  With the laughter, sarcasm erupted from everywhere.

  Irene couldn't help but panic.