ive been reading this for 74 chapters now and ngl if you told me this was chapter 30 i wou...

Isn't that what we call slowburn? When things progressed every 1000 chapters length

Slow repetitive plot points make for an unenjoyable slowburn. because it’s been a complete cycle of Haesoo’s unchanging perception that we can see through her internal monologue. So the author’s been repeating the same few problems with the same setting for far too many now (Taeha’s room and/or Jay talking internally about how strange he is, Na Haesoo questioning Taeha in her mind for the umpteenth time in her room e.g., Jay covering shifts/monitoring for the same shit and it re-introducing it almost every time. Repeating Mincheol backstory snippets to constantly remind the reader of something they are fully aware of and Na Haesoo’s attachment - back to back sometimes. Which again would be fine if something else happened every chapter that = some progression plot wise), so it feels often that you gained nothing new from any chapter waiting a week or that it was entirely predictable.

Probably would be better to let it wait marinate and then read it in bulks

agreed. This imo is a case of slow plot not slowburn tbh. There are plenty of tastefully crafted slowburn series.

At some point readers will lose their anticipation every week if the story isn't doing it - for me I guess its now.

i think it depends on how you view it really, and the reason you read fiction for. imo this pace reflects the reality of things. many people read a story in order to escape the repetition and monotony of life, so unknowingly they project their displeasure onto this story, that doesn't cater to that desire.

if you're reading the story with the intention of analysing human relationships for example, this pace's realism, as well as Mincheol's and Haesoo's dynamic will satisfy you and keep you engaged. if you're reading for a surreal mystery with a quick climax then you'll be disappointed. i feel like people see this mafia trope as extraordinary, but men beat each other behind closed doors all the time, be it in wealth or poverty. we are just fortunate not to be part of or close to this side of life.