Morning arrived, and the two hungover sleeping beauties finally stirred awake. Groaning, they grabbed their heads, clearly battling the consequences of their actions yesterday.
"Did you two sleep well?" I asked, my tone dripping with sarcasm.
Both of them nodded, still groggy and half-asleep, their eyes unfocused as if they hadn't fully processed what I'd said.
"Good, because we need to move, and fast. If we don't get out of this world within a month and a half, we're dead. No questions allowed. Now, get your asses up! Your training starts now!"
"Wha—" Kim Seong-hoon's protest was cut off by my gentle fist hitting the top of his head.
"I am not playing around!" I shouted, twisting his ear.
These two had already wasted too much of my time. They'd promised to gather information, but all they'd managed to gather was alcohol.
"What was that for?" Kim Seong-hoon whimpered, his voice trembling on the verge of tears.
