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The mission system’s near-collapse static crackled in Qi Huai’s ear. It was clear that the highly complex and chaotic world of a Korean webtoon was a bit difficult for the main brain to digest. Even three years after the event had ended, the main brain could still produce a BUG.

Qi Huai rubbed his sore forehead and opened his eyes. What he saw was the familiar bedroom environment, but this was not the villa he and Nam-hyuk often lived in, but the Cheongdam-dong apartment left by Ms. Hyun…

A BUG was one thing, but what was he doing here? Where was Nam-hyuk?

Qi Huai slowly got out of bed, feeling more and more that something was wrong. This bed… should be in the storage room.

The Cheongdam-dong apartment was a property left by Ms. Hyun, storing many of her old belongings and photos. He would accompany Nam-hyuk back to stay for a few days on the anniversary of her death.

For the convenience of staying over, Yoon Nam-hyuk had replaced his single bed from his youth with an oversized double bed that could comfortably accommodate two adult men. That’s why Qi Huai had a particular impression of this bed.

But now, the bed Yoon Nam-hyuk had slept in as a child had returned.

Not only that, but besides the bed, the entire room was filled with the atmosphere of a child’s residence.

On the wall were learning posters of popular cartoons and English words. On the floor was a large stack of expensive new game cards and cartoon-themed plush toys.

There were many books on the bookshelf and desk, and on the desk were several after-school exercise books written by a child.

Qi Huai casually opened one. It was an English exercise book. Hmm… a quick glance found three mistakes. It seemed he hadn’t been paying attention in class.

And that round, childish handwriting—having admired President Yin’s childhood notes, he recognized it at a glance.

Qi Huai smiled. It really was Nam-hyuk as a child.

As he was thinking, a series of hurried footsteps and a slightly flustered, childish voice suddenly came from outside the door. “Thank you, Auntie. I’ll have dinner later. I-I have homework to do urgently!”

The footsteps got closer and closer. Qi Huai keenly glanced at the door and quickly hid behind the heavy velvet curtains.

“Young master, you should have dinner first. You can do your homework later…”

“Don’t disturb me!” Yoon Nam-hyuk, wearing a small school uniform, quickly closed the door. He realized his closing of the door was a bit loud, so he awkwardly added a “sorry” and “thank you” before throwing his schoolbag and diving into the quilt.

The aunt clearly understood Yoon Nam-hyuk’s personality. She knew that this child, like his mother, couldn’t eat if he wasn’t finished with his work. After thinking about it, she decided to let it go for now and planned to come back and call him later.

Little Nam-hyuk, hiding in the quilt, was like a small animal using its ears to scout the environment. When he heard that the aunt had really left, he relaxed his shoulders in relief and pulled the fluffy little bear toy from the bed into the quilt and hugged it.

Qi Huai: “?”

Using homework as an excuse to actually take a nap—was his Nam-hyuk so naughty as a child?

But the next second, low sobs came from under the quilt, from suppressed cries to uncontrollable sobs, instantly softening Qi Huai’s heart.

What is he crying about? Who bullied him?

Little Nam-hyuk quickly reached out and pulled the tissue box from the bedside table into the quilt. He sobbed and blew his nose, scolding as he did so, “That bunch of annoying guys, childish ghosts! Who came up with the stupid idea of a test of courage contest!”

A group of children were hiding in the gym watching a short horror film. They had agreed that whoever watched the most would be the boss. Yoon Nam-hyuk, with a straight face, endured until the very last one. He even looked around at everyone before leaving the gym and said disdainfully, “Childish.”

Actually, he wasn’t that brave, but he held it in, and it was very hard.

He had earned the title of “boss”, but the consequence of putting on a brave face was that even if he was scared to death, he couldn’t get comfort from the other children. He could only run home and hide in the quilt to cry secretly.

So scary…

Yoon Nam-hyuk covered his eyes with a tissue.

So that’s how it was.

Qi Huai couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

The laughter was a bit abrupt in the empty room. Yoon Nam-hyuk, who was hiding in the quilt and wiping his tears, instantly had his hair stand on end. He wrapped himself even tighter in the quilt.

He pricked up his ears and held his breath, trying to catch the breathing of the other “person.”

After failing to catch anything, he still didn’t dare to make a sound. He lay quietly in the quilt, trying to pretend that he was tired from crying and was sleeping soundly, but he wasn’t sure if the “person” who had laughed would believe him.

His phone was in his schoolbag, so he couldn’t call his mom. He couldn’t even call the nanny auntie over, because at the running speed of a ten-year-old child, he would definitely be caught by the “person” whose laughter sounded like an adult’s. Maybe the other person could even fly!

What should I do…

Little Nam-hyuk, who was already exhausted by the ghosts, was in a daze. He couldn’t think of a solution for a moment and could only shiver in his quilt.

Qi Huai looked at the bundle of quilt and suddenly felt a little bit of pity.

From the moment he saw the young Yoon Nam-hyuk, he probably knew what his mission was.

The system’s BUG component required him to manually adjust it. Three years ago, his initial mission was to redeem Yoon Nam-hyuk. If so, from this point of view, Ms. Hyun should not have passed away yet, right? Perhaps as long as he prevented that incident, he would have succeeded.

If that was the case, whether he revealed himself to the young Nam-hyuk was not important. He just had to silently follow Ms. Hyun and stop the assassination when it happened.

But at this moment, looking at the little Nam-hyuk huddled in the quilt, he suddenly felt that the little guy probably wouldn’t be able to sleep well for a long time. This was the young Nam-hyuk.

The room was very quiet.

The laughter did not appear again, nor were there any other sounds. But the more it was like this, the more terrified he felt, because a real human being could not be silent.

Could it be…

Was it really a ghost?

Just as little Nam-hyuk was at a loss, the sound of a book moving suddenly came from the bookshelf. It was here again. His face was pale, and he wrapped his little quilt tighter.

“Once upon a time, there was a little squirrel named Andrew who lived in a very beautiful forest…”

A soft and pleasant male voice suddenly came from beside the bookshelf, startling little Nam-hyuk. But the other person remained there and did not move, just slowly telling a short story about a little squirrel holding an animal banquet in the forest.

Little Nam-hyuk remembered that book. It was a story picture book his mother had bought for him when he was three… something that only children read. He hadn’t read it for a long time.

Perhaps it was because the other’s voice was too pleasant, or perhaps there was indeed no scary meaning in his tone. While remaining vigilant, little Nam-hyuk unconsciously relaxed his tense shoulders.

After one story ended, Qi Huai closed the picture book and looked at the bulging quilt. The little one under the quilt, who had just started to relax, tensed up again. Helpless, Qi Huai could only choose another new story.

“At the foot of the mountain, there was a white tiger village, and the guardian deity was a big tiger named Bai Wanzi…”

Little Nam-hyuk: “…”

To be honest, although this ghost’s voice was pleasant, his storytelling skills were not very good. His voice was not soft enough, not as good as his mother’s.

Completely unaware that he had been evaluated as “not very good,” Qi Huai continued to read the story, the third, the fourth… because the stories were very short, by the time he had read the seventh one, little Nam-hyuk finally mustered the courage to peek out from the quilt.

For some reason, little Nam-hyuk always felt that the other’s voice was very familiar, as if he had heard it countless times. It was very familiar, very likable, and could quickly make him relax his guard…

Therefore, he was really curious to see what the “person” with the pleasant voice looked like and why he felt a sense of closeness.

The moment he lifted the quilt to reveal his eyes, little Nam-hyuk couldn’t help but be stunned. There was nothing next to the bookshelf. Where was the person?

He looked around in confusion. This appearance also made Qi Huai stunned. He thought to himself that he was clearly standing right there by the bookshelf. Could it be that the other person couldn’t see him?

“Is he gone?” little Nam-hyuk muttered to himself.

A guy who came and went without a trace, who read a few stories and then suddenly disappeared, should not be a bad person, nor a bad ghost, at most a little mischievous.

Little Nam-hyuk breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. He actually wanted to see the other person, even just for a glance.

Strange…

Qi Huai waved the picture book in his hand in front of little Nam-hyuk. Even if the other person couldn’t see him, could he not see the book in his hand?

Or was this also part of the system’s BUG? Qi Huai pinched the bridge of his nose and placed the picture book on the desk.

“Ah!” Little Nam-hyuk suddenly widened his eyes and let out a short cry. A book had suddenly appeared on the desk! It was the picture book story the other person had just read. Could it be…

“You can’t see me, but you can see it?” Qi Huai stared at the picture book on the desk thoughtfully.

This was their first real conversation. Little Nam-hyuk was stunned for a long time. He didn’t answer Qi Huai’s question, but instead asked him, “So you’re really a ghost?”

“A ghost?” Qi Huai paused, not knowing how to explain for a moment.

Little Nam-hyuk pursed his lips and pointed to the ground. “Because you only have feet.”

Qi Huai was stunned. “You can see my feet?”

Only see his feet? What kind of BUG was this?

Shouldn’t I see your feet? Little Nam-hyuk was so scared by this sentence that he started to want to cry again. He recalled the ghost short film he had watched in the afternoon and asked with a sob, “…Does the person who sees the feet have to help you find your head?”

Other ghosts were only missing their heads. This guy only had feet. How was he supposed to find them…