“Huff! Huff!”


    Dan-tto ran as hard as she could.


    After all, Go Muyeol—her self-proclaimed master—had ordered her to run ten laps around the yard.


    Just moments ago, she had been happily strolling with a chocolate bar in hand, but now she was paying the price for it with forced labor.


    Still, thanks to her time surviving in the rough Namdong Industrial Complex, her stamina was top-notch.


    Running laps like this was honestly nothing to her.


    “That’s impossibleeeeee!!!”


    Even rough math told her each lap was at least 150 meters.


    Fifteen seconds for that?


    “Aaaaaah!!!”


    Dan-tto screamed like a soldier charging into battle, pushing her speed even harder.


    Tap-tap-tap-tap!


    Her feet pounded the ground as she sprinted, cutting through the track like a bullet.


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