Sung-min was confused since the things didn't make sense to him. Even after I did a test back then, it clearly showed that I wasn't a guide so how was I a guide now?
And one with a high sync rate to the point that I could clear his corruption with, not sex, but kissing.
It was almost unfounded.
But then, when he thought of the soothing effect he couldn't let go of whenever he held my hand, it did make sense.
Sung-min glanced over at me a few times during the briefing and every time, I smiled at him like I was on top of the world.
It made him look away right away, but then he'd look back, as if I was a showpiece he needed to admire.
'He's probably very confused.' I thought, feeling bad for my dear Sung-min.
Even when the doctor told him that I had completely healed when it had not even been a week of being in such a critical condition, Sung-min just couldn't get it.
