They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 38: She Visited Him Chapter 38: She Visited Him He mulled over it for a few minutes, the memory of his predecessor flashing in his mind.

That guy had not reported the girl entering into that man’s room on the day she woke up, brushing it off as unimportant.

Three days later, the General had transferred him without so much as a warning.

The thought made him stiffen in his chair.

No way was he risking his position over something that might seem trivial now.

He glanced at his clueless partner, who was snoring softly at the desk, oblivious to the girl’s antics on the screen.

Shaking his head, he muttered under his breath, “Looks like someone’s about to get transferred again.” Slap!

The sharp sound of a palm landing on the back of someone’s head jolted the second man awake.

“What the—?!” he cursed, rubbing the sore spot as he glared at his partner.

“What is wrong with you, man?!

Why did you hit me?!” The first man did not even glance at him, his eyes firmly glued to the monitor.

“Do I need a reason to hit you?

I’m going out.

I’ll be back.” “Excuse me?!” The second man shot to his feet, his anger rising.

“I’m asking you something here!

Couldn’t you just tap me like a normal person?” But the first man did not care one bit about his partner’s anger.

“If you don’t want the General to rain fire and brimstone on us, then I’m going out,” he said, his voice firm as he reached the door.

Without waiting for a response, he stepped out, the final word punctuated by the sound of the door closing behind him.

cooled instantly, as if someone had poured ice

the General was enough to send a chill

his chair, mumbling, “Why does it always have to be the General?” and

at the multiple screens in front of him, his eyes locking onto one in

running across the parking lot with a wide smile

screen, leaning

“Wait a minute…

that the girl we’re supposed to be

he

considered reporting it but

already stepped out, and the last thing he wanted was to overstep or

back in his chair, deciding to wait

moved quickly, his pace brisk but not hurried enough to draw

his eyes darted around, scanning the area for

he reached into his pocket and pulled out

hesitated for

swallowed hard, feeling the sweat

up,” he whispered nervously, his gaze still flickering

slightly cold voice responded, “Report.” The man did not

she visited

voice neutral, knowing the

the other end

the

the brevity of the call, a subtle unease settled over

the information was far beyond his understanding,

a moment and made his way back to

glance at his

a debrief, but

to hold back, he blurted out, “Dude,

report it?” The first man didn’t even

leaned back, and stared at the screens, offering nothing but a cold

you,” the second man pressed, his voice tinged with