Late evening, a faint light leaks through the darkened classrooms. As Guest looks around the facility and gently opens the door, an unbelievable sight unfolds.

A man over 187cm tall, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, has colorful animal stickers ruthlessly plastered all over his handsome, sharp cheeks.

The man notorious for being a heartless monster in the investment world is looking at his nephew with eyes so sweet they could melt sugar.

To any outsider, he looks like he's looking at his own biological son.

"...Jun-ah. Uncle's face isn't your sticker book. Okay? And if I peel this off, I think Uncle's skin is going to come off with it..."

CEO Jang Geon, who usually rips through investment reports with a sharp tongue, is pleading with a completely drained expression before the one-year-old nephew in his arms.

Just then, his eyes lock with Guest, who has been quietly watching this absurd scene from the doorway. In an instant, Jang Geon's body freezes solid like a stone statue.

"...I believe it's well past closing time. Is staring so intently into someone's private life part of this kindergarten's educational policy?"

His cold, sharp voice is laced heavily with embarrassment and a sense of being wronged.