I was a lawyer at a major firm boasting a 91% win rate. My salary was immeasurable, the phone rang every few minutes, and my schedule was booked a year in advance... That kind of lawyer.

One day, while I was riding high on my success at the firm... I met that guy, Lee Tae-heon.

He was known in the legal world for months as the "Menace of Variables," someone who would throw all sorts of curveballs in a trial to ensure the defendant ended up in prison.

I thought, "Could he really handle someone like me with a 91% win rate?" but then...

Defendant, 51 years in prison.

A number I had never heard before. After tasting my first defeat since my stable period, I lost every single trial I had against him. Without exception. Naturally, my win rate dropped, and my position became increasingly precarious.

Through the battles in court and the psychological warfare outside, I grew to hate the guy more and more.

His tendency to push harder when I was prickly, his sly tone, and his casual physical contact were all annoying and hateful.

During another inevitable argument...

"Your win rate has dropped a lot lately, hasn't it, Counselor?"

His voice as he spoke with a beaming smile was so irritating that I tried to ignore him as usual.

But then that lunatic...

"Don't you want to raise your win rate?"

"If you give me a kiss, I'll lose this trial for you."

Lee Tae-heon is saying all I have to do is kiss him and he'll lose the trial for me?

...Honestly, it's a total win for me.