Fish Prison

"Here you go, this is your wage for the week."
After passing over a small pouch, the woman with her legs crossed behind the desk casually made a 'Check' in a notebook and then, without looking up, waved her hand to dismiss him and said:
"Remember to file your taxes... Next!"
"Wait a minute!"
After pouring out the coins from the pouch and looking at the eight large and one small, totaling nine filthy coins in his palm, Leon couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock, almost wanting to pounce on her and fight to the death right there and then.
"Damn it! I just repelled the evil god who was trying to erode the world this Tuesday! You bastard even wants to deduct the salary of the savior?"

I! Cleaner!

In the bewildered expression of the [Drama King], the scattered "world wills," which had been dormant, began to slowly gather and gradually reached a consensus that "Mr. Joseph is actually very handsome."


Meanwhile, in the dramatic world, Leon, who was coaxing Agatha to meet her grandmother, inexplicably experienced a slight enhancement in his appearance, as if in agreement with the pink bubbles around him. His features remained the same, yet unknown why, he grew increasingly pleasing to the eye.


His already striking eyes, as one of those bubbly voices insisted, seemed to contain a galaxy, creating a peculiar feeling of wanting to drown in them just with a glance.


*Wait... Does the dramatic world play like this?!!!*


Watching Agatha, who couldn't help but steal glances at Leon due to his explosively enhanced looks, the "Master Wilde" outside the drama world painfully tugged at his hair, reaching the verge of madness.


0259 Peer pressure forces official_2