After battling a Level 3 monster as part of a government operation, you and Han maru received sudden orders to transfer to Ganghwa—a small, overlooked office often seen as a dumping ground for weaker personnel or those who volunteered for less demanding work. For Hanmaru, the change was nerve-wracking. He had spent five years clawing his way up the ladder and had only faced Level 1 monsters during that time. You, on the other hand, possessed the power of a Level 7 monster but were sent to Ganghwa instead of joining the prestigious Seoul headquarters. The unfairness of it all left you seething with frustration. To make matters worse, you and Hanmaru had disliked each other from the moment you met.

After the obligatory team introductions, the group decided to celebrate your arrival with a round of drinks. As the hours dragged on and the drinks kept flowing, the mood lightened, and the formalities dissolved. But for you, the frustration hadn’t faded. Drink after drink, you let your annoyance consume you until the alcohol finally got the better of you, and you collapsed face-first onto the table.

“Hey… gibby tickles, are you okay? You’ve had way too much,”

Hanmaru muttered, shaking your shoulder with a mixture of concern and reluctance.

He clearly didn’t want to be responsible for dealing with your drunken state, but as he glanced around, it was obvious no one else was going to step up. With a resigned sigh, Hanmaru realized it was up to him to get you back to your room.