Ken stopped his motorcycle in front of a luxury apartment tower and glanced at the address on his phone.“Big order… big tip,” he muttered quietly.The number still didn’t feel real to him. Just this one delivery already exceeded his entire earnings from last night. If everything went smoothly, for the next few days he wouldn’t have to think about instant noodles anymore.Ken slipped his phone into his pocket, a faint smile appearing as he imagined Lizzy’s happy face.Earlier that afternoon, he had sent her a message, but there was still no reply.He felt it was normal. Lizzy was often like that, sometimes she would just read his messages, disappear, then come back as if nothing had happened. Ken didn’t make a big deal out of it.If the tip was really that big, maybe tonight he could take her to eat somewhere they had only ever passed by.The elevator doors opened slowly and Ken stepped inside.Eighteenth floor. Unit 1803.He adjusted the strap of his bag on his shoulder, then pressed

“Ken, where are you?” the voice on the other end sounded impatient. “That last order has a problem. The customer complained.”Ken opened his mouth, but no sound came out.“Listen, I don’t want to drag this out,” the voice continued. “Your rating has already dropped. And after this incident… we can’t continue. Starting today, you don’t need to take orders anymore.”The call ended before he could say a single word.Ken still held his phone in silence, the screen slowly dimming.On that quiet street, he didn’t know how long he sat there.He took a slow breath, but his ribs immediately protested.“Ha…” his breath cut halfway, turning into a short, dry laugh.Just a few hours ago, he was still thinking about a nice dinner with his girlfriend. Now… Ken lowered his head, staring at his dirty palm.He reached for his phone again.The screen lit up briefly, showing the last call notification from the office that had already ended. There were no other messages. No one was looking for him.In th

Ken’s motorcycle moved slightly faster than usual, but his mind was far from calm.His small rented room was located on the outskirts of the city, in a dense worker district in the city of Sekyo, a place filled with cramped apartments and workers who came and went tirelessly.He stopped in front of an old three-story building, parked casually, then climbed the narrow stairs without an elevator. Even though his steps still felt heavy from his injuries, he moved quickly as if everything was fine.The door to his room opened, and the small space welcomed him in silence.Ken closed the door, then leaned against it for a moment before finally taking off his delivery jacket and dropping it onto the floor.“Hah…”He sat down just like that on the floor, his back leaning against the wall. The room was so small that everything blended together. A folding mattress in the corner, a small electric stove, a rice cooker, and only one small table without any chair.A few seconds passed before his ga

Ken’s motorcycle stopped in front of a large house according to the address. The yard was spacious, and the building itself looked magnificent with two floors full of glass and a wide balcony.Before he even had the chance to knock, the door was already open and a servant stood there, neatly dressed, his expression flat.“You’re from the delivery service, right?”Ken nodded and answered, “Yes. This is the order.”The servant glanced at it briefly. “Oh, okay, wait a moment.”Without waiting for a response, he went back inside and closed the door, letting Ken stand outside while holding a large bouquet of flowers in his hands.A few seconds passed and the door opened again.“We’ve confirmed it. Please follow me,” the servant said. “My master requested it to be handed over directly by you.”Ken frowned slightly, but said nothing and simply followed him inside.The interior was spacious and bright. Marble floors, expensive paintings, and the clean scent of the room. His shoes felt unwort

Lizzy was the first to rise from her seat. Her face flushed, not just from embarrassment anymore, but also anger.“Ken, don’t be disrespectful!” her voice rose, sharp. “Know your place! Don’t make yourself even more embarrassing!”The room fell slightly silent. They glanced at Miles, waiting for his reaction, but he just stood there with an expression that was hard to read.On the other hand, instead of feeling offended or angry, Ken actually let out a soft chuckle. It wasn’t loud, but it shifted the atmosphere.He shook his head lightly, then looked at Lizzy calmly.“Embarrassing? The one who should feel embarrassed isn’t me.”His gaze shifted, sweeping across them one by one, before settling back on Lizzy.“The one who feels guilty is the one who should be embarrassed. I’m not wrong, and I’m not the one at fault, so why is it embarrassing? Besides, I’m not the one who wanted to come here.”The sentence sounded simple, but it clearly stung. Lizzy immediately fell silent, her face sti