As he sensed Wooheon’s demeanor softening, Yueul was able to calm down a bit. The brown fur that had popped out receded, and his ears went down.
“Okay. To be honest, I like what I’ve just heard... But....”
“Yes.”
“Your resume says you live in an inn. I can’t provide you with a dormitory. It’s strictly for keepers. If you aimed for that, it’s best to give up.”
Yueul shook his head.
“As long as I can work for you, it’s fine.”
While living in the dormitory would be nice, it wasn’t essential. Working here meant he could afford a motel or a small boarding room.
Wooheon gave a crooked smile, seeing the now composed Yueul.
“But I can offer you a room in my house. It’s not right to let a partner sleep in an inn.”
“...What?”
“Don’t you want it?”
Yueul’s eyes widened in panic. While he might manage working under Wooheon, living in his house? That meant being around a black mamba 24/7.
Yueul shook his head vigorously.
