episode_0117

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“What happened?”

Inho asked, seeing Emma’s face look more stiff than before.

Emma asked Inho for forgiveness with an apologetic expression.

“I’m sorry for making you worry.”

“No, no. People may be in a bad mood, right? I was just curious what happened. It seemed like he was persistently urging me to do something.”

“Was you… watching?”

“Can you see it clearly from here?”

His finger points to the wide window. Beyond the window, I could clearly see not only the front of the mansion, but also the main entrance where Emma had been talking to Hans just a moment ago.

“……”

A gurgling sound came from Emma’s mouth.

“Well, sometimes people in business have to put an iron plate on their face. Don’t hate it too much. Because those people are also working hard to make a living.”

Inho, who did not know exactly what was being discussed, guessed and said.

Perhaps, he was persistently urging me to buy something.

In-ho was surprised that he suddenly grabbed his shoulder, but he thought that since there were phone salesmen trying to take women to the store by holding their hands just by going to Gangnam Station, he thought it would be no different here.

However, because the society had a somewhat conservative atmosphere, it was impossible to estimate the extent of shame Emma must have felt.

In order to survive in this dimension, Inho desperately needed Emma.

She is a teacher who will teach In-ho information he does not know, and a helper who will help his body that cannot move as it wants.

To put it bluntly, if she has bad intentions, In-ho will die before he can last even three days.

‘But is there a reason to live?’

As always, a fundamental question arose in Inho’s mind as he thought about survival strategies.

No matter how hard you try, you can’t avoid death.

I wonder if I should put in too much effort…

When I thought of the somewhat vain death just before, I couldn’t help but sigh.

“Phew….”

“Master? Woe, you’re not me, right?”

Did you get a glimpse into his dizzy mind? Emma asks slowly.

Perhaps wondering if the owner’s displeasure was coming from her, she was tightly gripping the hem of her skirt with both hands.

“No. I have something to think about for a moment.”

“I see. Anyway, from next time, I will make sure the owner doesn’t worry about it.”

“By the way, Emma. I have one question to ask.”

“Yes. You can ask anything.”

“I have dementia, right?”

“……”

Emma didn’t know what to say, so her lips twitched.

Inho waved his hand as he looked at Emma who didn’t know what to do.

“There is no need to hide it. My spirit is in my 30s. I’m asking this because my body is this old.”

“…Yes. That’s right.”

“How long has it been?”

“About 3 years ago… The symptoms got worse about 3 years ago.”

It is said that at first he was confused about the names of the characters in the novel.

Next is the main thrust of the story.

Next is the sentence.

word.

memory.

Myself.

It is said that people change every day, and their once bright eyes become cloudy.

Just like a child, he eats, sleeps, and swaddles.

Emma had a hard time getting out of that hellish time.

Emma’s face looked painful as she stumbled through memories, but she showed a bright smile at the end, as if there was still hope left.

“But this morning, the owner showed his true self.”

Her owner, who returned to her original form, sent a message to the weekly magazine saying that she was quitting serialization, and then took a nap.

and.

‘And then he died. ‘Because I woke up around that time.’

The first thing Inho did when he woke up was to drink water.

Although he was clearly not supposed to feel thirsty, he hurriedly looked for water, perhaps because of the thirst deeply embedded in his mind.

I hurriedly ran around the house, went into the restaurant and drank water, and ended up meeting Emma.

“Isn’t it a pity? My symptoms have improved again.”

When asked if she was disappointed that it was not the spirit of the original owner, but the spirit of a thirty-one-year-old young man (the setting), Emma shook her head.

“It’s okay. The master is always the master. No matter what I look like or what my condition is, I will be loyal to my master.”

Emma blushed like a shy girl.

“And the current owner’s symptoms are different from those I’ve seen before.”

“What is it?”

“The master, who was sick, was obviously overwritten with memories of the past, just like now. But you couldn’t communicate clearly with me like this.”

“I see.”

“I think the spirit itself may have become younger.”

“Isn’t that going too far?”

“But… Otherwise, there is no explanation. The way you speak has changed, and your personality is more cheerful…”

“…Okay, let’s do it like that.”

‘If you think that way, what can I do?’

Inho thought to himself.

After Inho’s words, there was silence for a moment.

He ate a few more spoonfuls of the remaining pudding, while Emma stood next to him and helped keep him quiet.

The first time Emma spoke again was when he finished eating the pudding and handed her the empty bowl.

“Sir, if it’s okay, can I bring a doctor tomorrow?”

“Doctor?”

“Yes. Your condition has greatly improved. I think it would be a good idea to get a physical examination.”

“Okay. Well, there’s nothing you can’t get.”

“Yes, then I will make a reservation.”

Emma greeted politely as she took the bowl and left the room.

“Ah! Hey, Emma.”

Inho stopped her as she was leaving the door.

“Do you need anything else?”

“The name Kang In-ho… isn’t it strange?”

“Your name… Are you talking about it? Not at all. It’s the owner’s name from the beginning.”

Emma left the room with a toothy smile.

“This is what it means to be overwritten.”

In-ho trembled as he realized once again the meaning of being overwritten by the object of possession.

“A vicious pigeon year. I placed a very terrible curse.”

In-ho did not know that God, who brought him to this point, was busy searching for In-ho somewhere in the dimension.