episode_0121

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[The object of possession is overwritten by a being named Kang In-ho.]

This is one of the rules for dimensional movement.

There is no inconvenience in memorizing something new because it is always renamed as Kang In-ho, but it does not always have good points.

In-ho cannot know the name of the previous person.

There is no choice but to refer to them simply as ‘former owner’ or ‘person before possession.’

Some people might think that’s a big deal, but at least for In-ho, it’s one of the important parts.

For In-ho, the name represents the object.

Just as an old man who was kind to his subordinates, wrote well, and suffered from dementia could be referred to as ‘Evan Dale’.

Anyway, since I don’t know the name, I feel a sense of distance from the person I was possessed by.

In order to understand the person, we only get fragments of information from small clues around us.

That’s why I can’t even understand what happened before.

In that respect, it can be said that things are a little better this time.

Since there was a book written by the previous owner, I was able to clearly know the object’s values.

After listening to Emma read the contents of his novel, Inho realized.

‘Human Hymn.’

If you collect and extract several novels, you will probably come across these words.

Strong will.

Hope that we will overcome it.

happiness.

Bonds between people.

This is a message that is spoken day and night in the novel.

Perhaps the previous owner had a very firm belief in people.

‘So maybe he’s loved.’

The period in which he was active was a time of rapid social change.

I felt like I knew, without even looking into it, how much comfort his writing would have brought to a country in turmoil.

Anyway, In-ho, who understood the author’s message to some extent, went to the interview with the mindset of attending an interview and was disappointed.

It was embarrassing how hard I had prepared, so I wasn’t asked about the content of the novel in the interview.

Furthermore, I thought they might ask about the ending of the novel that was discontinued this time, but there was no such thing.

I simply asked him carefully about his physical condition and his plans after retirement.

And a word to the readers.

[Thank you for loving my story.]

In-ho briefly expressed his impressions, and the reporter wrote them down and left.

The interview took less than an hour.

“I feel like a fool for preparing so hard.”

After sending the reporter away, In-ho spoke in a weak voice.

“Sure.”

Looking at the reporter’s back, which had already turned into a dot and was moving away, Emma agreed to his words.

“They seem to be less interested in the work than I thought.”

The reporter was only interested in the achievements he had achieved and the profits he had earned.

“I think it is a natural result because people like that came only after reading the owner’s name, not the owner’s writing.”

“Well, not everyone can like my writing. I wasn’t planning on saying anything great anyway, I just wanted to get paid.”

Inho said while looking at the bag of silver coins Emma was holding.

“People who don’t understand your writing are all stupid, so don’t pay too much attention to them.”

Emma said as she returned to the mansion.

“There is no problem because I don’t write anymore, but you have to be careful about thinking like that.”

Inho gently scolded her.

“Yes?”

“Of course, it’s a problem to be happy about a nonsensical response, but when someone evaluates your writing, it’s important to at least look at their opinion with an open mind.”

It is not just the writer’s position, but one of the rules of living in society.

“I see. Thank you for your teaching.”

Emma nodded as if she realized something from Inho’s words.

“Well, it’s true that it was well written. It’s a warm article.”

Inho said jokingly as he climbed the stairs to the second floor.

“That’s right. This is an article that even uneducated people like me can read and be moved by.”

“Emma is ignorant? You read and work hard.”

“…that.”

Emma blushed at Inho’s praise.

They returned to the room, and Emma brought some light refreshments.

Inho sat in an armchair, ate refreshments, and used the window as a TV to watch the sunset on the street.

A comfortable silence enveloped the entire room.

“Emma.”

In a gentle atmosphere, In-ho opened his mouth and called out to her.

“Shall I bring some more refreshments?”

She said, wondering if the owner, who had recently improved his appetite, would be looking for more refreshments.

“It’s okay. I just wanted to ask you something.”

“Yes, please tell me.”

“How did I meet Emma?”

“Ah….”

Emma’s face darkens slightly.

“It’s okay if it’s difficult to talk about. I asked for no reason.”

“No, it’s okay. It’s not really something to hide.”

When Inho turned his head again after examining her face, Emma spoke urgently.

Through the window, the sunset light comes in without permission.

Feeling the last warmth of today’s warm sun, Inho pointed to the chair across from him.

“You can sit down.”

In response to his consideration, Emma hesitantly sat down across from him.

She was always behind him and next to him.

It was awkward to face his master so comfortably.

“Can you tell me when you’re ready?”

Emma smiled slightly at the words of the owner who was still considerate of her.

And I thought.

Ah, I am so fortunate to have such a considerate person as my owner.

My choice was not wrong.

That’s it.