By Zephyria 
Come to think of it, as soon as the Mechanic Hidden Quest ended, Mo Yeon-hu had been so dazed by Kwon Mi-eon’s words that he just closed the game.
Furthermore, since he had already left 47, he hadn’t had a chance to have a proper conversation with the Alliance Members…
(General Chat) Shin Jadu: Everyone worked sooooo hard!!
(General Chat) dude: Good job everyone.
(General Chat) FUNK: GG.
(General Chat) Seoseori: Ah, seriously ㅠㅠㅠ you all worked so hard.
(General Chat) ConfessionInEnglishGlobal: This is crazy, I can’t believe we actually did it lol.
(General Chat) 1BiGwi1: Fucking hard work, huge hard work, super super fucking huge hard work.
(General Chat) Cheers to the Eyes: lol gg.
(General Chat) BBQ: ㅠㅠㅠ good job good job.. ㅠㅠㅠ
(General Chat) YouGonnaSue: Kya great job.
Fortunately, because they were exchanging congratulations and thanks through the app after the quest ended, Mo Yeon-hu was able to see the Alliance Members’ messages.
‘Everyone seems so happy.’
The long Siege Warfare between 47 and the Mechanics, which felt like it would never end, had finally come to a close. However, perhaps it wasn’t a true end. 47 had suffered quite a lot of losses during this ordeal, and he had been worried because there was so much to restore.
(General Chat) GoodLuck: Ah, but it’s a relief they said they’d give Recovery Support Items~
(General Chat) Cheers to the Eyes: lol fr.
(General Chat) Shin Jadu: It’s such a relief; our backs would’ve broken without those ㅠㅠ
(General Chat) Seoseori: Guys guys!! Our Alliance Territory is declared a peace zone for 2 weeks, right?
(General Chat) 1BiGwi1: Yep, for 2 weeks they send the pigeons so other Alliances can’t invade.
(General Chat) dude: Good..
Fortunately, since the Alliance Territory was declared a no-attack zone, it seemed they could slowly restore the ruined 47 territory over the next two weeks.
‘They definitely couldn’t win if they were attacked right now.’
He thought it was a relief that they were safe while they were at their most vulnerable… but looking at the subsequent chat, it seemed Kwon Mi-eon probably didn’t know this. Because.
(General Chat) Shin Jadu: You know that reporter who posts letters on that community?
(General Chat) GoodLuck: Reporter Minsu~?
(General Chat) Shin Jadu: Yeah, that person contacted me earlier looking for Miu… Miu is logged out right now, right?
(General Chat) 1BiGwi1: Didn’t Miu just say “everyone worked hard” and alt-f4 the moment the quest ended? lol
(General Chat) FUNK: Miu’s probably fast asleep, they aren’t even checking their DMs.
Miu had vanished the moment they won. And the cause was likely…
‘I think they turned it off thinking I’d come to see them immediately.’
Would it be narcissism to think it was because of him? While awkwardly reading the chat, Mo Yeon-hu paused as he scrolled down.
(General Chat) YouGonnaSue: But Momo is gone too.. ㅠㅠ I hope 3 days pass quickly so we can be in the same Alliance.. kya..
(General Chat) 1BiGwi1: God Momo.
(General Chat) BBQ: Momo God lol.
(General Chat) Cheers to the Eyes: lol fr.
(General Chat) FUNK: Seriously the MVP.
They were talking about him.
(General Chat) ApologyInEnglishGlobal: First time I’ve seen a newbie make such a sharp judgment. Total talent.
(General Chat) Shin Jadu: I told you Momo did really well!
(General Chat) GoodLuck: He did amazing~
(General Chat) dude: Smart.
(General Chat) 1BiGwi1: When Momo left and grabbed the Kim Pack, holy shit, I got actual chills??? lol I heard he was the first to notice the spy too.
(General Chat) FUNK: He was an intelligence build;
(General Chat) BBQ: Even a “hidden powerhouse” would get hate if they used it like this lol.
(General Chat) Cheers to the Eyes: lol fr.
(General Chat) Pincette: ..lol he was good..
As he read the messages bashfully, a smile gradually spread across Mo Yeon-hu’s face.
Normally, he would have slipped into the game to hear all those compliments and savor them. But right now…
‘Since I’ve read the chat this thoroughly, it must be time, right? Maybe around 4 o’clock?’
He was more concerned about the appointment at 7. But perhaps because he was overthinking it.
‘It’s only 3? This is insane. What’s going on?’
Time was moving so slowly that he began to suspect the clock was broken!
Glaring at the motionless hour hand, Mo Yeon-hu ruffled his hair with a conflicted expression.
‘Why did I suggest meeting late! I won’t even be able to sleep!’
Just as he was lamenting that he shouldn’t have suggested meeting in the evening, his eyes sparkled as if he had thought of something.
‘Since I can’t sleep anyway, should I pick out some clothes?’
He had plenty of clothes, after all. Thinking that time would fly if he spent it choosing an outfit, he sprang up from his seat.
Mo Yeon-hu went to the dressing room and began searching through the hangers and drawers thoroughly. By the time the room had become a mess, the final choice Mo Yeon-hu made was black jeans and a black short-sleeved knit.
Although Mo Yeon-hu usually preferred bright tones, this style was very dark in overall saturation. It was because… he didn’t want to look like he had tried too hard.
‘Is it better tucked in or left out? I think I’ll have an answer once I do my hair.’
However, he agonized over whether to do his hair in his usual style or add some variation. He felt that slightly disheveled hair might suit these rough, dark-toned clothes, but then again, maybe it would look better if it were styled up a bit.
‘Not bad.’
After deliberating, Mo Yeon-hu eventually finished styling his hair. The moderately messy look matched the clothes.
Standing before the mirror in his outfit and hair, Mo Yeon-hu hummed with satisfaction. Of course, he didn’t succeed on the first try. Two towels lay rolled up at his feet. He had washed his hair twice because he messed it up.
Mo Yeon-hu fiddled with the fit of his clothes and glanced at the clock. There was still plenty of time until 7.
About three and a half hours until Kwon Mi-eon arrived. But he was already prepared.
‘Should I pick out a perfume during the remaining time? And how’s the traffic? What if Kwon Mi-eon gets stuck in traffic? Also…’
And so, Mo Yeon-hu began checking the traffic conditions.
—…A three-car pileup has occurred on the road. The road is currently blocked, causing traffic congestion. Meanwhile, the drivers have sustained only minor injuries…
What caught his eye was a news report stating that the road was heavily congested due to a car accident. He watched the news with a lukewarm expression, but then his eyes lit up.
“Right, that could happen.”
Springing up from his seat, Mo Yeon-hu muttered without taking his eyes off the news screen.
“What if Kwon Mi-eon gets stuck in traffic on his way here?”
Mo Yeon-hu thought.
‘The appointment is at 7, but if there’s an accident there, Kwon Mi-eon might be late.’
It was a completely different road.
‘If it overlaps with rush hour, huh? It could get even more crowded.’
It was the weekend.
‘I should go and check the road conditions in advance. I’m older, after all. I’m more reliable than that Baby-like kid, Kwon Mi-eon. As the Hyung, I must step up.’
It was only a two-year difference.
“…Uh.”
Having snatched up his car keys in an instant, Mo Yeon-hu blinked.
‘I’ve arrived.’
With two hours left until the appointment, he had arrived in front of Kwon Mi-eon’s house. It was obviously too early and didn’t match the agreed time.
‘I’m already here, so what can I do.’
He couldn’t back down now that he had come this far.
“Ahem, ahem.”
Still, feeling somehow embarrassed, he cleared his throat for no reason and hesitated a few times, looking around. After rolling his eyes around furtively, Mo Yeon-hu pressed the bell.
—Ding-dong.
The doorbell rang. However, there was no sign of the door opening; it remained silent.
—Ding-dong, ding-dong.
Tilting his head in confusion, Mo Yeon-hu pressed the bell again, but there was no response.
‘Why is there no reaction? Did he go somewhere?’
Blinking, Mo Yeon-hu leaned his head down slightly. Then, he spoke into the intercom.
“Kwon Mi-eon, it’s Mo Yeon-hu…”
He definitely wasn’t embarrassed until a moment ago.
“…Can’t you open the door for me?”
Why is he so embarrassed now?