Was your dream colourful?

Chapter 8| Annoyance and Nightmare

Part note:
A heavy chapter number tow... at least for me, (but in a different way than the last one)...

⎡eh... in my country, it was forbidden even to just talk (books, movies, media, etc.) about LGBT, sex change and the like... (this is punishable by huge fines from 50 to 400 (or 800) thousand rubles and others (juristic person can as much as 10 millions)) *heavy sigh*

it's good that it won't affect this ff, but not my already depressed state - yes... I apologize if the translation will be published less often, it's difficult for me to even write this ff in Russian (21th chapter in process, and published 17 + Interlude) because of burnout, and then the general situation has become even worse...⎦

For good news: The original of this work scored 1000 likes on the fikbook! (1108 now) and 100k+ views. I'm so happy🤭
(You can find it here: https://ficbook.net/readfic/11925176 )

[Beta-reading only by myself]
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The next morning, Kim Dokja's  group leaves Gumho Station. Some tension remained in people who were not accustomed to this. Their insides were still in a twisted state. But no one talked about it. Everyone preferred to remain silent, realizing that no one was in the best shape. Surprisingly, even Namwoon felt a little strange on the inside.

Only suspiciously unchanged in faces and behavior remained
Henituses. It's like they didn't go through that. What really happened in their lives? - this question tormented the minds of almost everyone.

Yoo Sangah could only hold back a sad sigh as it seemed like only she knew about their past, even if it was just a small amount of information.
However, Kim Dokja didn't get too emotional about yesterday's events either. The Fourth Wall safely protected him from them. It was a damn useful Skill. At times he let down, but not too much to complain about.

The path was surprisingly calm, if you do not take into account the internal experiences. They need to get to Chungmuro ​​as soon as possible.

Before leaving, Heewon asked the other survivors if they would join or not, and they refused. On the contrary, they were glad that Heewon and Namwoon would leave. After all, they were the ones who killed the most people of Cheldu.

At the same time, the woman, the Judge of Destruction, shared with all the coins received. These were not the same fifteen hundred from the Book (after all, she was not the only "reaper"), but also a good amount.

While the bulk of their group was looking for batteries, Dokja received coins from Bihyung and upgraded his stats a bit. Surprisingly, at some point, while the Reader was getting acquainted with the messages that were delivered to him with a delay, Cale approached their couple. If the Korean hadn't focused so much on remembering his altered characteristics because he couldn't view his profile, he wouldn't have missed the long reddish-brown eyes stare before.

"Bihyung."

Both of them shuddered at this.

[How do you know my name?!] A snow-white ball of fur wrapped in an old cape squeaked.
[Did you tell him?] He has already turned to Dokja. But the man's surprised look said more than words.

[Several Constellations are surprised]

"I will keep this information a secret. But I need your help." Cale was calm. As if he had not been overtaken by a lecture from a terrible Dragon yesterday. Although it wasn't like that - he even had nightmares because of her, brr.