At a quarter past seven on a Saturday morning, in a rather narrow alley, a guy wearing a gray striped vest and clutching a trench coat stumbled out of the basement of an internet café with unsteady steps.
Ah, staying up all night by accident.
Playing League all night was great, and his rank had even hit Emerald, but at twenty-seven, he was an old man now, not as resilient as he used to be when he was young.
Chapter 39