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      GB 37

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      by Emerlyn — Haero was bravely navigating through a maze. It was a deep forest, and he was very tall. It felt strange, as if he had been very small until yesterday and suddenly grown. With his heightened perspective matching his enlarged body, he maneuvered through the dense trees and vines. Suddenly, his head started to ache. What's wrong? The question seemed to appear in his mind like subtitles rather than being heard through his ears as a voice. Haero, not feeling any sense of incongruity, just shook his…
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      GB 72

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      by Emerlyn — They barely made it through a night that was like a war, no, it was practically a war. The unidentified vessel kept the fleet on edge all night before disappearing. This happened just before sunrise when visibility improved. Naturally, the crew members, on edge from seasickness and frayed nerves all night, let loose a string of colorful curses as soon as the vessel vanished and the combat stations were stood down. The ship's interior is filled with vulgar common language mixed with profanities…
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      GB 20

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      by Emerlyn — Haero was so startled that he couldn't even think to scream. His light body was suddenly half-lifted and dragged away. His breath quickened and his heart raced. Before he could even calm his startled chest, the person who had dragged Haero spun them around. "...Number 3?" The one who had pulled Haero was none other than Number 3. Number 3's eyebrows were raised high, his expression twitching, yet his eyes were moist. He looked troubled, as if he had much to say but didn't know where to start,…
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      GB 54

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      by Emerlyn — After returning home, Haero tossed and turned in bed for a while before getting up to find some medicine. A small light was on in the living room. Since both Yoon Moo-hwa and Haero usually slept in complete darkness, this light meant someone was still awake. Yoon Moo-hwa was there. Slightly away from the light, in the deep darkness, he was wearing headphones. Haero couldn't tell what he was listening to, but he could see that Yoon Moo-hwa was intently focused on something. Haero was about to…
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      GB 83

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      by Emerlyn — Beyond the large window in the bathroom, wind and rain continued to rage. Neither of them heard the sound at all. The water in the bathtub kept sloshing. Before long, Yoon Moo-hwa's fingers were inside Haero.  His index finger meticulously circled and rubbed Haero's entrance, smoothing out each fold as if spreading it. When he inserted his finger deeper and tapped with his fingernail, Haero jumped and bounced. The spot where Haero felt pleasure was shallower than expected. It was…
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      GB 26

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      by Emerlyn — If someone asks whether Haero ended up having dinner with Yoon Moo-hwa, the answer is no, he couldn't. Given the limited options at the offshore base's dining facilities, it had become their routine to eat at the oldest Chinese restaurant there whenever Yoon Moo-hwa returned from a mission. This continued even after they moved to Yeosu. Haero found a Chinese restaurant, and Yoon Moo-hwa, as always, followed Haero's lead without complaint despite his usual dislike. However, this time it didn't…
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      GB 63

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      by Emerlyn — The sickbay on the ship isn't very large. Even on a ship big enough to accommodate around 400 crew members, though not as massive as a Type 1 aircraft carrier, this was no exception. With technological advancements, the onboard medical systems had also improved. It was no longer just about providing emergency hemostasis or prescribing motion sickness medication; they were now equipped to perform simple suturing surgeries or create plaster casts. Nevertheless, it was still an environment where the…
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      GB 9

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      by Emerlyn — Number 8, with his face resting on his folded knees, nodded off while dozing. He woke up again, not because of the high tide tickling his toes or the warm sunlight enveloping his back. It was because of a noise coming from afar. Number 8 opened his eyes hazily, at first thinking he might be hallucinating. But as he rubbed his eyes and squinted to look more closely, he became certain it wasn't a hallucination. The shape of an approaching ship was becoming clearer and clearer. Number 8 stood up…
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