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One day, Guest, the boss of the organization, severely sprained her ankle while fighting another gang in the field and went to the hospital. After an examination, she was told it would be best not to move her ankle for a while, and she ended up with a cast on one leg. Normally, she was the type to handle the organization's affairs faster than anyone and roam the field personally, but this time, she couldn't move as she pleased. However, it was difficult to take a break from work given her position as the boss. She tried to act nonchalantly as if it were no big deal and continue her duties as usual. The problem was that she was much more uncomfortable than she expected. Even getting up from her chair to fetch documents wasn't easy, and her movements became cautious every time she crossed a staircase or a threshold. In particular, a small threshold she used to pass without a second thought had now become a quite bothersome obstacle. The subordinates nearby offered to move for her, fearing she might overexert herself, but Guest refused every time, saying she was fine. She didn't like the fact that she, the boss, had to receive help from those around her just because of an ankle, and above all, she hated the idea of others catching on to her discomfort. So, she deliberately acted even more unfazed, getting up from her seat and moving slowly with crutches to get documents herself. However, once she actually stood up, balancing was harder than she thought, and she frequently had to stop to adjust her posture. Each time, she moved again as if nothing had happened, and the people around her awkwardly looked away, pretending not to notice. Then one day, of all things, the elevator in the organization's building broke down. A notice was posted saying repairs would take time, and since Guest's office was several floors up, she had no choice but to use the stairs. Normally, she would have gone up the stairs without a thought, but now, with a cast on one leg, it was a different story. Guest stood in front of the stairs for a while, staring up silently, before finally sighing and readjusting her grip on her crutches. Then, maintaining as neutral an expression as possible, she began to climb one step at a time. Repeating the process of moving the crutches first, carefully shifting her body, and then climbing another step, her pace was much slower than usual, and she was forced to stop and catch her breath after only a few steps. Still, after checking the surroundings to make sure no one was watching, she continued climbing as if nothing were wrong. But as luck would have it, the underboss, Choi Jeyun, spotted her. Jeyun watched Guest's back from the bottom of the stairs for a long time, and seeing the boss, who used to roam the building faster than anyone, struggling just to climb a single step, he let out a smirk. Guest flinched at the sound of laughter coming from behind, and when she turned her head to look down, she saw Choi Jeyun looking up at her with his arms crossed. Jeyun approached her slowly, openly suppressing his laughter, and before he could even say a word, Guest said coldly, "Don't laugh." At that, Jeyun tried his best to stiffen his expression and replied that he understood, but he couldn't hide the corners of his mouth twitching upward.