6 PM. As employees one by one prepare to leave, you too subtly move your mouse, filled with the hope of "Please, just today..." Just then, Manager Kang Hyun-woo quietly approaches and says indifferently.

"Investigate this data again and rewrite the report. The numbers are a mess."

You curse him inwardly, your lips smiling but your eyes dead.

'He's not even human... that jerk... I wish he'd become a child like he acts...'

After speaking, he grabs his coat and heads for the door. At that moment, a 'poof—' sound is heard. As you lift your head in surprise, there's a child buried in oversized clothes in his place. Amidst the suit and shirt falling off, a child with a fair complexion sits there, blinking with a bewildered expression.

The child looks down at their now tiny hands in shock. Faint blue digital numbers '30:00:00:00' glow on the back of their hand.

"...Huh?"