Chapter Index

    It is said that time is medicine.

    That one short sentence may not be able to respond to all the pain in the world, but at least there are moments when it is effective enough.

    Times like right now.

    “Hey, aren’t you sad that you’re slowly losing strength now?”

    Shin Yu-jeong, who was walking next to me, was mocking me with a very serious expression.

    The weakness he mentioned means people’s interest.

    Among the many, many people, there are countless people who want to focus on issues, and as such, many issues emerge every day.

    Then, naturally, past issues are forgotten as past glories.

    Of course, if I had done something while the issue was hot, the heat would have lasted a little longer, but since I was consistent in my inaction from beginning to end, it cooled down much faster.

    “I rather like it.”

    This is sincerity without any lies.

    There were times when I benefited from popularity, but other than that, there were only inconvenient disadvantages.

    After living like that for over 20 years, I now like it when people I pass on the street don’t show any interest in me and just go their own way.

    “This is the perfect level.”

    The general public’s interest has almost completely cooled.

    The only people who are interested in me right now are some people who have joined an absurd fan club, guild scouts, and college classmates and seniors.

    Isn’t this the level of taking what is practical and only going through the inconveniences that are worth bearing?

    “In that sense, one piece.”

    Pick up your smartphone and take a selfie at an appropriate angle.

    I recently started using SNS.

    Why SNS all of a sudden?

    Some extreme fans came to my school because they didn’t have enough pictures to post because I wasn’t on social media, so they openly took photos that weren’t voyeurism in order to get me some material to post.

    I was tired of dealing with them one by one, so I decided to start social media.

    I upload photos about once a week, and every time I upload a photo, I threaten to stop uploading photos if I come to see him in the future, and he quiets down.

    … If there is a slight side effect, there are some bitches who send ridiculous confessions or photos through direct messages, that is, DM, but you can easily ignore this.

    “That’s right, you started SNS, right?”

    “uh. “He kept coming back, so I thought it would be better if I just gave it to him.”

    “Who did you hit back with?”

    The burning eyes heat the side of the face.

    “No one is there yet.”

    “Huh… , okay?”

    As soon as he heard the answer, he immediately felt good and took out his smartphone.

    “Follow me.”

    “Sure, whatever.”

    After searching for his ID and following him, I briefly looked at the uploaded photos.

    Photos of exercise, photos taken after clearing a dungeon, photos of everyday life, etc.

    “you… , Are you working hard on social media?”

    “These are all future assets.”

    ah.

    Now that I think about it, I heard that his dream was to become like Son Si-woo.

    It appears that his intention is to build a foundation by consistently uploading to social media since his days as an aspirant.

    I feel pitiful for no reason.

    Of all the many hunters, Son Si-woo is my role model.

    That’s a nice bright spot… .

    “Hey, are you secretly good at taking pictures?”

    Likewise, Shin Yu-jeong, who was looking at my photos, looks at me in surprise.

    “If you take pictures randomly, they don’t like it. So I just learned a little bit about the angle of taking pictures.”

    “where?”

    “of course… .”

    “It must be that damn Internet.”

    “… answer.”

    The internet is a convenient excuse for a former person living in a corner of a room.

    Of course, the real reason is different.

    As I said before, I have lived in the spotlight of people’s attention for over 20 years.

    Of course, social media is included in my activities so far, and basically, I have to know how to take pictures without looking ugly, as it is a humiliating picture, so they forcefully teach me that I don’t like it, saying that less black things are going around.

    The guy looked at me with wide-open eyes and blurted out that he didn’t like something.

    “A rather versatile bastard.”

    “Thank you for the compliment.”

    “Unlucky.”

    “Wow, even high praise.”

    As he receives all the words pouring out without any harm, the guy becomes annoyed and turns away.

    “I’m going to the gym.”

    “Oh, work hard.”

    Recently, Shin Yu-jeong’s exercise time has become longer.

    They say it will take special training and special training until I can keep up with Elena’s physical strength, but I don’t know if it will be possible.

    Shin Yu-jeong is very physically strong, but Elena is a monster that is hard to find among people her age.

    Even her training volume is enormous, so I think it would be difficult to catch up with training alone.

    “ah.”

    I realized once again that I had the elixir to increase his stamina.

    “There were a hundred years of evening primroses left, indeed.”

    I had forgotten that the petals of the 100-year evening primrose that restored Jeonghee’s youth still remained.

    If you eat this, it will be a great help in increasing your physical strength by activating your body functions.

    “Now it’s time to feed him.”

    We must have had a hot night, and our relationship must have become deeper thanks to it.

    Now, it seems like it’s enough to give her a few evening primrose petals.

    I’ll have to invite him to the rooftop sometime soon and make him a cup of tea.

    As I leave the front door, lost in thought, I see a familiar face and a sedan a little far away.

    Hwang In-guk, who came by unexpectedly a week ago and took me to the magic tower.

    When we make eye contact, he approaches with a polite step and bows.

    “Hello, Mr. Kim Do-jin.”

    “Ah yes.”

    The old man, who only said what he had to say, immediately handed me an item he had found in his possession.

    “The Lord of the Magic Tower ordered it to be delivered to Kim Do-jin.”

    The object I was suddenly handed was none other than a black letter envelope sealed with red candle wax.

    The feeling at your fingertips is quite luxurious, so what’s in it?

    “What is this?”

    Then the old man smiled sadly and shook his head.

    “well. “I was only told to deliver it, but I don’t know what the contents are.”

    “… “I see.”

    I forgot.

    That old man’s loyalty is blind.

    He’ll probably do anything the person he serves tells him to do, without saying a word.

    Even if it is a criminal act whose intent is completely incomprehensible.

    “I delivered the item accurately, so I’ll just leave.”

    “… … .”

    You might have wondered at least once what was in the envelope, but after finishing his work, the old man drove away without even looking back.

    Now that I was alone, I looked closely at the envelope and, unable to contain my curiosity, gently peeled off the candle wax with my fingers.

    Eventually, what was seen through the gap that naturally opened was not a letter or anything like that.

    “Business card… ?”

    What was stuffed inside the envelope was a business card.

    A personal business card of the magic tower owner Han Joo-hee, with the magic circle of the six-pointed star symbolizing the magic tower and the design of a long tower that seems to rise through the sky embroidered in gold.

    “But this color… ?”

    The color of the business card is quite different from what I was used to.

    The color of her business card that I know is white, but the business card I am holding in my hand right now is the exact opposite, black.

    Did I just destroy a new business card in a short period of time?

    I checked to see if there was anything different, and the number written there was also different.

    “… … .”

    She uses two smartphones.

    One for work and one for personal use.

    Your business card should have your business number written on it, but this business card has your personal smartphone number written on it.

    “Look at this.”

    It’s a little absurd.

    I didn’t know he was even using two business cards.

    White business card and black business card… , By what criteria are the uses of these two business cards determined?

    Out of curiosity, I immediately took out my smartphone and called the number written on it.

    A short beeping sound.

    Not long after, her voice was heard.

    -Who are you?

    A tone of voice that is only raised slightly at the end, and in the rest of the section you can barely feel the pitch.

    “This is Kim Do-jin.”

    -Oh, I guess the business card has arrived now.

    I’m so curious that I can’t stand it.

    Who on earth is this business card being delivered to, and what value does it have, so why did he have his right-hand man deliver it to him?

    However, since I couldn’t ask directly, I tried to tell the story in a slightly different way.

    “Isn’t the business card very luxurious?”

    -It has to be that way. Because that business card is a special business card that is given only to a very few people, not just anyone.

    For a moment, I almost burst into tears.

    How on earth did they make up such a small number that even I, my husband, don’t know?

    However, after I managed to get my mind together, I uttered the most refined words possible.

    “I was honored to receive a business card that very few people receive.”

    -After a few days of research, I figured it out. That you are a person worth it.

    “Research… .”

    Well, I thought so.

    A lot of things have changed in her compared to when she was younger and now.

    But there is one thing that has not changed at all.

    Passion and obsession for magic.

    Since ancient times, when she saw a unique magic that she had never even thought of, she would devote days and days to research to uncover it.

    So in the past, people were forced to make childish choices like ‘Is it me or is it magic?’

    In the past, they would smile and immediately choose me… , After I got a little older, I stopped asking.

    I was afraid that I wouldn’t get the answer I wanted, that I would scratch it and turn it into a crumb.

    -I will do whatever I can. Instead, there is one condition.

    Is that right?

    First of all, I asked for the rice cake.

    Eventually, the conditions came out of her mouth.

    -Please participate in my research once a month.

    I said it was a condition, so I guess it’s something to do with magic research.

    “If it’s research… .”

    -The topic will be different each time.

    Participating in research with different topics each time… .

    Suddenly, I felt an eerie feeling that I didn’t know why, so I cautiously asked.

    “The reason you’re trying to open my body is…” , isn’t it?”

    -For the first time in my life, I became interested in human anatomy… .

    “… … .”

    -Unfortunately, I am not a mad scientist, but a wizard.

    Yes, indeed.

    She is that kind of person.

    A passionate nerd who can solve all the mysteries and questions that come to mind through magic.

    In the past, he even said he wanted my swordsmanship and tried to magically analyze it and embed it in the golem he made, but when he failed, he got angry and cut off contact for three days.

    – Research one thing you want at a time. I think it’s a good deal, don’t you think?

    Her proposal clearly conveys the feeling that this is the Maginot Line.

    “What if I decline this offer?”

    -Unfortunately, our deal will also fall through. The business card you are holding in your hand right now will burn up.

    It wasn’t a bluff to steer the deal in an advantageous direction.

    Well, I guess it doesn’t matter.

    In the first place, the wish was just a simple smokescreen thrown carelessly.

    What I really needed was a point of contact with her.

    In other words, just by being offered a regular meeting once a month under the guise of research, I have already achieved the greatest benefit.

    He accepts her offer with a tone of faint joy, ignoring the fact that he likes him openly.

    “hmm… , it would be rude to only push my own position. “I will accept that offer.”

    -great. Well then, please take care of me in the future.

    “That’s me.”

    -Okay then, I have a lot of backlogged work so I’ll stop.

    The phone hung up right before the deal was concluded.

    “Well, it doesn’t matter.”

    It’s a satisfactory transaction.

    She achieved what she wanted in her own way, and I achieved the best results in my own way.

    I look down at the black business card in my palm and get lost in thought.

    “My wife was a woman with many secrets.”

    Finally, one thing became clear.

    Unlike me, who lived with everything open, she hid quite a lot of things from me.

    Thanks to this, the purpose has changed.

    At first, I was just going to focus on luring her away… , I don’t think I’ll be satisfied with that anymore.

    “I need to know everything.”

    I need to know everything from one to ten.

    What are the secrets that I have kept hidden even from my husband?

    Even though our relationship as a couple has ended… , I don’t think my discomfort will go away if I don’t figure this out.

    At the same time, my intuition whispers to me.

    The reason why she became so cold-hearted is also hidden in that secret.

    A laugh that is hard to hold back comes out.

    I was able to personally uncover the truth of a mystery that I thought would never be solved.

    “Let’s have some fun, you.”

    I felt more motivated than ever before.

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