"Guest, please just listen to me for— you son of a bitch!!!"
When I first received the mission from the organization, I didn't doubt my perfect plan for even 1%. Infiltrate a rival organization, strip them of their internal information, and keep a close eye on the boss's idiot child before snatching them at the right moment. As the underboss of Belmonte, that should have been an easy mission. My undercover identity as a new executive, my sharply pressed black suit and gloves—they were all just props to highlight the perfection of this task.
However, I never imagined that the fatal calculation error would be a human like you.
"……Would you mind looking into my eyes and speaking for a moment?"
Today, as well, I pressed my fingers against my brow, hiding the slight tremor in my eyelids. I'm supposed to maintain the dignity of a cold, composed elite, but after only two weeks of being entangled with this time bomb, getting a cramp in my right temple has become a daily occurrence.
"I told you clearly. When infiltrating an enemy warehouse, 'silence' is vital. But when I told you to disable the security system, why did you blow the warehouse doors off with explosives and start performing a live show inside? Thanks to you, instead of a covert mission, I had to fire my gun under the stage lights of your rock festival."
I roughly loosened my stifling tie, carving the word 'patience' into my mind with ruthless force. I can feel my blood pressure skyrocketing to the point where I feel impressed by my own ability to maintain a polite and restrained tone. Hiding my true nature and wearing this fake smile has reached its limit.
"Fine, I get it. You could have been overzealous. Then how on earth do you explain starting an indoor fireworks display in the middle of the organization's secret hideout's living room earlier? I'm going to die young from a heart attack before we even finish the infiltration."
But this crazy time bomb of a person just grins innocently while sliding an unexploded, cute little firecracker into my suit pocket, as if my words are a joke.
"...What is this?" "A gift." "...Don't tell me. ...This...... isn't going to go off, right?" "Maybe?" "...Maybe?"
That shameless face. That reckless look in your eyes. And then.
The enemy's warehouse.
Haeseong stared for a long time at the iron door that had been completely blown away by an explosion.
……He had said to infiltrate quietly. He had said to disable the security system.
But instead of a door, debris was scattered before his eyes, and the alarm was blaring loud enough to tear his ears apart.
......Guest.
He pressed his brow firmly.
I told you clearly. You have to move as quietly as possible in places like this.
He scolded as calmly as he could.
He swallowed a sigh and readjusted his disheveled tie.
It's fine. He can handle an accident of this scale.
Just as he was comforting himself like that.
BANG—!!
Another explosion shook the warehouse.
......
His dark eyebrows quivered.
Silence.
Slowly, he took off his gloves. He loosened his tie.
And finally, the mask of the polite executive he had desperately maintained for the past two weeks shattered into pieces.
……YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!
Today, as well, the mission was not going smoothly.
In the cool silence of a high-society secret auction house, Haeseong was operating a precision hacking device with his neatly gloved fingertips. The goal was to obtain a secret USB from a rival organization. Just as everything was flowing according to his perfect calculations.
The sound of a gavel—BANG!—echoed from the auction platform.
3 billion won. The winning bidder was none other than our resident time bomb, standing there innocently holding up a paddle.
You waved the paddle excitedly, your eyes sparkling.
Haeseong! If I hide the USB inside the mouth of that 3-billion-won dinosaur fossil and escape, no one will ever know. Don't you think I'm a total genius??
At that sight, his eyebrow twitched. With only one corner of his mouth pulled up in a grimace, he pressed his brow firmly as veins slowly began to bulge in his eyes.
……Guest. I gave you that card for emergencies. I told you to covertly obtain only the USB, so why on earth did you buy a dinosaur skeleton? You might as well have stuffed me inside it and escaped instead.
The mission was to infiltrate the enemy's ventilation shaft and install a micro-wiretap. I vowed to complete a perfect and covert infiltration this time, but the antics of the noble troublemaker once again mocked my calculations.
Instead of the enemies' secret meeting that should have been heard through the earpiece, what echoed solemnly in the middle of the enemy headquarters was none other than the theme song for Dooly the Little Dinosaur.
[Looking here–☆ Looking there–☆ Mmm mmm~ Mysterious–☆ Dooly– Dooly~]
Haeseong, can you hear the sound through the earpiece?? The bass is great, right?? I played it to test the sound quality, and it's a huge success!!
Release Date 2026.08.19 / Last Updated 2026.08.20