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I had a dream.

It’s a lonely dream.

Swish…

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Under the highway where it’s raining.

In front of the culvert where a no trespassing sign has been erected.

I looked up at the cloudy sky as the rain poured down.

The pitch-black clouds were as dark and damp as ■■’s future.

(Later, when ■■ grows up healthy and becomes an adult… I hope he becomes a great hunter that everyone looks up to.)

Now, someone’s words are tiresome.

The warm voice telling me to have a dream was long forgotten, and only the resentment of becoming a hunter remained, shackling me like chains.

Why do we live like this?

When will I be able to live like a hunter?

Dark grudge.

It just… happened.

(Welcome to Hanbit Orphanage.)

The scenery changes.

A rural village far from the city.

A building erected in a location that you might not come across by chance… but that is not suspicious.

(What’s your name?)

(…….)

I raised my head blankly.

A warm-looking nun and a shabby orphanage on the verge of collapse are seen.

In the garden behind the orphanage, bright red flowers that I have never seen before are in full bloom.

(You memorized all the orphanage rules, right? Avoid hunters when you go outside, and when adults ask where you come from…)

I want to be a hunter.

Because I made a promise to someone.

Eunha lowered her head, listening to the orphanage director’s words.

Clang… Clang!

I held the director’s hand and went inside.

A two-story brown brick house.

When the director felt the floor, he found a basement.

( Now, this is where you will live. )

Basement 7th floor.

■■ lived each day with his friends from the orphanage.

(Don’t play with him.)

( why? )

(The director said that. He killed ■■ ■■ and ran away.)

A story from a dream.

A horrible nightmare.

It’s a memory filled with nothing but resentment.

… … .

(…….)

… grumble grumble…!

At that time,

Something approached ■■, who was separated from the orphanage children.

‘That thing’, walking waddling like a baby penguin, taps ■■’s thigh.

( ……huh? )

A girl wearing pure white polar bear pajamas.

[Doll Girl], hugging her cow doll tightly, was looking up at ■■ with innocent eyes.

What is this, is this a dream…

Ah. It was a dream.

(I lost my house.)

( huh? )

(My friends all melted.)

Wow!

Oh my, a polar bear has attacked ■■.

… … .

Hanbit Orphanage.

Memories filled with nothing but resentment.

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(Mommy. Where are we?)

( ……Well. I forgot. )

But why is that?

I’m holding a scary baby monster in my arms,

I didn’t think today’s dream was a nightmare.

It’s really strange.

… … .

… … .

Daaengㅡㅡㅡ.

“Ugh…! What is it.”

The sound of a bell coming from afar.

Eunha opened her eyes on the soft bed and lifted her heavy eyelids.

A familiar ceiling, an unfamiliar bell.

The strange alarm sound woke me up and I looked out the bedroom window.

The sky was still dark as the sun had just begun to rise, but if you blink your eyes a few times, the night sky will gradually brighten, signaling the arrival of morning.

dawn,

It’s the time when the giant bell tower rings the morning bell.

“… … They say that elders don’t sleep in the morning… Oh my, grandpa.”

I picked up the smartphone on the bedside table and turned on the screen.

Around 6am… literally just after the sun rose.

Eunha woke up an hour earlier than her usual wake-up time and covered herself with a fluffy blanket, but when she heard the bell ring again, she smiled stiffly and kicked the blanket away.

Daaengㅡㅡㅡㅡ.

It’s a refreshing morning, as refreshing as a refreshing head.

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4. If you have any worries, sit on a park bench and reflect.

– Nothing is solved by thinking alone.

– Thinking is the process of finding solutions.

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4-1. Twilight is the time of the wise.

– When the time comes, a wise person will approach you.

– If you are well-mannered and behave properly, you will be able to borrow his wisdom.

– However, the conversation with him must end before the sun sets.

– After dusk, the sound of dawn will take everything away.

4-2. Dawn is our time.

– A wise man rings the morning for you, not for the past.

– I will never forget the hand you extended to me.

– As dawn approaches, the sound of the sunset bells will rewrite everything.

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Eunha, unable to straighten her body due to her center of gravity, hugged her large chest and turned to the side.

She raised her upper body diagonally and massaged her refreshing head while studying the rules of the [Black Book].

The newly added [Grandpa Park] rule…

Just looking at the text, I can’t tell what it means, like the meaningful speech of an old man.

Even if you look out the window at the rising sun, all you can see is the [Forgetful Saintess] with her head sticking out.

I got out of bed and went to the window.

『… … The little boy rang the morning bell. I thought he would never ring it again.』

Eunha, who was facing [The Saintess of Oblivion] through a glass window, waved her hand absentmindedly.

Then, ‘that thing’ opens the window with a creak, reaches out, and gently tickles Eunha’s nose.

“What does it mean?”

“I found my way.”

‘That thing’ that caresses the body of the galaxy with familiar hands.

Even though we were face to face, I couldn’t remember her face.

Swish…

I could hear the refreshing sound of waves,

Within, [The Saintess of Oblivion] went downstairs, muttering meaningful words like a wise old man.

“… … Ah, you’re really weird. I can’t understand a thing.”

I thought positively.

The new ‘rule’ doesn’t seem to be as dangerous as it could be.

I don’t know yet what that rule is for, but I’m sure time will tell.

Daaengㅡㅡㅡ.

The ringing of bells.

Is it because I was tormented by the crying polar bear [doll girl] in my dream?

Today, Eunha, who had been caressing her sore back and chest, packed her clothes and left the bedroom.

Daaengㅡㅡㅡ.

It was an ordinary morning.

… … .

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Time goes by.

Come with us.

“Love~. Can you cut some bread for me?”

“Yes, ma’am. Leave it to me.”

Crunch!

3pm.

After finishing her studies at the academy, [Changcheon Sword Master]’s only daughter, the swordsman Kim Sa-rang, ran to the kitchen with her apron fluttering.

He always wears only an apron over his black uniform.

She gently draws the long sword from her waist and swings it at the bread she just took out of the oven.

Wedge!

Bread cut in an instant.

Whether or not the [Thought Cut] skill was used, there was not a single slight dent in the soft bread.

If there is a baker’s ghost, it would be like this.

Kim Sa-rang, the blacksmith who proudly looked down at the torn bread in an instant, walked briskly to the sink and washed the blade covered in bread crumbs cleanly.

“Hmm. That was a funny bread.”

“I see~ After you finish cutting the bread, shall we go to the storage room? Do you want to find the things written here and bring them?”

“Leave it to me.”

Eunbangul, laughing and perking up her pure white rabbit ears, moves like flowing water and takes Kim Sa-rang to the warehouse.

You’re doing much better than I thought… or maybe you’ve figured out how to handle it.

Eunha, who was happily raising the corners of her lips at the sound of Bangwool’s bright laughter coming from the warehouse, guarded the checkout counter.

… … .

The new part-time worker who came in this time surprisingly did a good job.

Is it because you have good intuition or because you are good at physical work?

I made a lot of mistakes and broke a lot of mugs because it was my first time doing it, but by the third day, I was much better than when I first started.

If my first day at work was like a wild animal, now I’m like a baby animal.

“We’ll be able to reach the edge of the primate zone by next week or so…” said Jeong So-ra, a scout from [Changcheon Swordsman].

Cafe owner Eun Bang-ul seems to find Kim Sa-rang amusing and takes her with him until she leaves work, teaching her various things.

“Madam. What are those drums sitting in the warehouse? They seem empty.”

“That’s Kang Nari’s, so leave it in the corner~. I’ll use it later.”

Kang Na-ri, a former loan shark who was making coffee next to her, walks over and hides behind Eun-ha.

Eunha pats the squat debt collector and sends him back to the kitchen, smiling complicatedly.

Why is the cafe getting noisier? If Banharin, who was away for work, was here, it would have been even more chaotic.

Glance…

Eunha, who was biting the corners of her lips, observed the black-haired Kim Sa-rang intently.

“… … .”

Kim Sa-rang.

The person who opened his eyes at [Euncheon Academy] yesterday.

(Can you do me a favor?)

(Tonight. Please lock the veranda window before you go to bed.)

Did he really lock the window and fall asleep like he said?

I left it to the expert, [Forgetful Saintess], in case there was a problem.

‘I have to lock the window and go to sleep so that [the Saintess of Oblivion] can erase the memories of those who broke the rules…’

I looked at Kim Sa-rang with a fresh look.

She felt the gaze flying towards her from the side and reacted like an animal and looked back at Eunha.

“… … Ah.”

And then, right after,

He avoids Eunha’s eyes, shyly wiggling his fingers hidden in his uniform’s sleeves.

“What… is going on… My sword sheath.”

“… … Did you sleep well yesterday?”

“Yeah. That’s right. It was a day I’ll never forget. Don’t worry.”

Ah. I didn’t forget.

I’m going to go.

“Darling~! Why are all the glasses in the sink cut in half?”

“I cut the cup in half so I could reach the bottom. I finished washing the dishes cleanly.”

“I see~. What’s your mother’s phone number?”

A quiet atmosphere that flows like the air-conditioned breeze.

Customers who come into the cafe occasionally and order coffee.

A woman in a ‘pure white dress’ sitting at a corner table, sipping a cafe latte.

Before I knew it, the cafe had become much smaller.

“… … Ah. I’ll live.”

Slurp…

A woman who had been staring at the galaxy for hours muttered.

What on earth is he thinking with such a serious face… I don’t want to know.

Eunha approached Kim Sa-rang while receiving [Red Woman’s] full attention.

“Kim Sa-rang. Can you see me for a moment?”

“Ah. Eunha, doryeo. I have something to tell you anyway.”

It seemed like they had something to say too.

Eunha, who briefly asked for Eunbangul’s understanding, entered the cafe’s break room with Kim Sa-rang.

… … .

The quiet break room had a strangely iron-like smell.

A bulletin board hung on one wall.

It’s covered with photos taken by Eunbangul, and it’s hanging crookedly, as if it’s been dropped and then fixed.

A peaceful cafe.

The only time the galaxy can rest and escape from the ‘monster’.

Thanks to you, I can live with a smile today too.

Eunha took a deep breath and sat across from Kim Sa-rang on the lounge sofa.

“I called you because I have something to tell you.”

“Hmm! As expected, it’s the scabbard of my throne. How did you know?”

“What is it?”

“Isn’t that why you called?”

and,

Kim Sa-rang got up from the sofa and walked over to the seat next to Eunha.

As if the galaxy knew it would come to it,

He took something out with a confident attitude like the main character of a martial arts comic book.

“Last night, I tried to lock the veranda door as you said. But my house doesn’t have a veranda.”

“Oh… Really?”

“I closed my eyes for a moment to think about it… In my dream, the ‘predecessor’ appeared and handed me this.”

Jjalgeurang…

Kim Sa-rang took things out one by one from the inside pocket of her black dobok.

An inverted cross decoration that resembles a keychain.

It is an object of the exact same shape as the ‘inverted cross-shaped hairpin’ that Banharin has.

Eunha, with the corners of her lips lowered, picked up the ‘inverted cross keychain’.

“He said that it would be necessary to become your sword.”

“… … Have you heard what this thing is?”

“This is an item that also appeared in [Sword Ghost Reincarnation]. It is a Buddhist treasure held by the Pope of Shaolin Temple. With this cross, he destroyed one of the four major forces of the Four Sects and brought peace to the Martial Arts Alliance.”

“When you get home, tear up that novel. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Although one incident has ended,

Unsolved problems pile up like resentment,

It was a peaceful day.

… … .

… … .

A story that flows.

A story that can no longer be undone.

“It’s been a while, Miss.”

“Let’s resolve it through conversation.”

6pm.

After finishing the cafe, Eunha sees off Kim Sa-rang, who is returning home with an ‘inverted cross-shaped keychain’ attached to the end of her longsword’s handle.

“Thanks to the meat you shared with me, this chef came here without knowing what to do.”

Eun-ha headed to the convenience store to take the [blood donation bus] on her way back to the apartment.

There, I had to give a stiff smile as I received a thank you from the chef of [Euncheon Restaurant] whom I happened to meet there.

Gulp, gulp…

Chef Soybean, whose numerous heads are bunched up into balls and sway uncomfortably even with the slightest movement.

‘That thing’ that made ‘chicken salad’ for Eunha bows politely.

『It’s fate that we met like this… If you have time, wouldn’t you be interested in working as a waiter at our restaurant?』

Why can’t you just leave me alone for a single day?

I just want to donate blood and rest.

The galaxy laughed.