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    Intense emotions lead the body as they please, as if they are not leaving any room for reason to intervene.

    I forgot what kind of person I am now.

    He approached her as she stood with her back to the window and roughly turned her around.

    He violently grabs my shoulder and pushes me roughly to the window and asks.

    “why… .”

    I don’t understand.

    The eldest daughter of a chaebol family.

    One of the best S-class hunters in Korea, no, the world.

    The owner of the Republic of Korea’s magic tower who promoted the nation’s prestige by contributing to the development of outstanding inventions and magic.

    Aside from the wealth she had from birth, the achievements, rewards, and status that were possible because she was a hunter.

    A topic that has gained so many things that it would be burdensome for one person to hold everything.

    “Why on earth are you…?” !”

    Even if I use all the understanding and consideration I can muster, I cannot understand.

    At some point, she and I personally punished those who considered themselves special beings, evolved humans, or new humans.

    Her thoughts and mine at that time were not any different.

    Morons.

    A fire moth falling into a vain dream and jumping into a fire pit.

    A hypocrite who hid his ugly lust for power under a clumsy cause.

    I definitely thought so.

    “Why can I sympathize and agree with such a ridiculous dream?”

    What on earth are you so lacking in?

    Why are you so dissatisfied?

    And how amazing they are.

    “You know better than anyone else that it’s a vain dream that can’t be achieved! But why… , why… !”

    Angry.

    It is no exaggeration to say that she has achieved everything, but that is all she wants.

    Was she such a foolish woman that she fell for the coaxing of a group of dreamers?

    Did you want to achieve that so much that you even endured being distant from your closest family, your family?

    In front of my eyes, full of emotions that I could not reach even if I had this body.

    She didn’t make any expression.

    With a look so numb that it gave goosebumps all over her body, she opened her mouth.

    “It’s not a pipe dream. Because they have the power to make that ridiculous dream come true.”

    After giving one rebuttal, she opens her mouth again.

    “It’s not for my own sake that I contribute to their goals.”

    After saying those words, her expression quickly changes.

    “And one last warning.”

    A deep sense of discomfort and anger at the end of an emotionless gaze.

    “Don’t touch my body.”

    The area around her shoulders turns red.

    Eventually, I felt the heat in my palm.

    Chi profit… !

    The acrid smell and bitter pain felt in the palm of your hand against the intense heat.

    I let go of my hand helplessly due to the strong feeling of rejection inside.

    Her words along the way linger in my mind.

    So I ask.

    “If it’s not for you… .”

    Because I had used up all my strength to vent, I spoke in an extremely low tone.

    “Who are you doing this for?”

    Then she answered.

    “For my daughter and husband.”

    “… I beg your pardon?”

    While I was standing there blankly, laughing empty-handed at the answer I didn’t expect at all.

    She says as she straightens the clothes that were wrinkled by my clumsy hands.

    “I will do you a favor. But all I can do is to get in touch with them. What moves her heart… , it will depend on your words and actions afterwards. and… .”

    After one breath, the words continue.

    “After what happened last time, the organization began to recognize you as an obvious enemy. And they don’t tolerate obstacles.”

    It was a warning.

    I never know when an organization that recognizes me as an enemy might send an assassin to attack me.

    The reason I said this wasn’t because I was worried.

    “… My daughter shouldn’t get hurt in the process. “If that were the case.”

    Did I imagine my daughter getting hurt?

    Two eyes shining with life turn towards me.

    “Because you will die by my hands and no one else.”

    With those words, Han Ju-hee closes her mouth and turns away, as if she has nothing more to say.

    I looked at her back with a frustrated gaze and then turned my back.

    Using her connections to connect with a Vatican saint.

    Even though I got what I wanted before entering the Magic Tower.

    “Fuck… .”

    I felt like shit.

    * * *

    My shoulders are throbbing.

    This was the reason why she left the magic tower early for the first time in a long time.

    I sit in the backseat of the car on the way home and get lost in thought.

    ‘Kim Do-jin… .’

    It was strange.

    From the moment I first met him until now.

    It has never been strange, but just a moment ago it was extremely strange.

    To the point of feeling extremely uncomfortable.

    ‘What on earth was that?’

    What comes to mind is the moment when he approached me while I was standing by the window, roughly grabbed my shoulders and shook me.

    The emotions he showed at that time were very strange.

    Loss, sadness, despair, anger.

    and.

    ‘Feeling of betrayal… .’

    Of all the emotions, the one that was at the forefront was definitely the feeling of betrayal.

    She couldn’t understand.

    ‘why?’

    Why does he feel betrayed by himself?

    There was no relationship between me and him.

    At best, they’re just trading to get what each other wants.

    Emotional interaction?

    There was no such thing.

    But why did he feel betrayed by himself?

    ‘Because of Seoyeon and Juyeon… ?’

    no.

    Even if he had a close relationship with those two people, that is no reason for me to feel betrayed.

    That wasn’t the only strange thing.

    ‘That expression, eyes, tone of voice at that time… .’

    Even though it was an unfamiliar face, everything inside it was familiar.

    Things that are so familiar that we have seen them for decades, not just one or two years.

    It was very similar to the way of speaking and facial expressions I saw from my husband, Son Si-woo.

    Even saying they resembled each other was not enough.

    ‘It was the same.’

    Is that possible?

    After living with a man named Son Si-woo for decades, it is surprising to me that he does not look similar to me, but appears to be on the same level.

    ‘Something is strange.’

    The feeling of discomfort I started feeling from then on never leaves my mind.

    Something seems to be missing.

    A sense of discomfort filled my mind.

    It feels like something needed to resolve this sense of discomfort is missing.

    ‘What on earth is that?’

    frustrated.

    The pain in my shoulder that I keep feeling feels like it’s hurting me.

    Why did you make that choice?

    Was that really all there was to it?

    ‘That was all.’

    I was definitely that sure at the time.

    But as time passes and I think about it, I feel a little different.

    Was that really the only path left to me at that time?

    perhaps.

    ‘I guess I shook hands with my tired heart.’

    There may have been a difficult path and an easier path ahead of me.

    I wonder if I was so exhausted in front of him that I inadvertently chose the easier path, ignoring the difficult path.

    The pain in his shoulder seems to be to blame.

    In increasingly deeper thoughts.

    “Im here.”

    A single word awakens my spirit.

    “thank you for your effort.”

    Han Joo-hee gets out of the car and enters the front door with a few short words.

    At that moment, I ran into Son Seo-yeon, who was going up to the room with snacks from the kitchen.

    The emotions in the daughter’s eyes were uncomfortable.

    It was a little bitter.

    That’s the only thing contained in the gaze I get from my daughter.

    She shot back without realizing it.

    “… “If you eat things like that at night, you’ll gain weight.”

    Then Seoyeon Son slowly turned her head and answered.

    “I’m okay because I trained a lot.”

    “so.”

    It did.

    My daughter no longer only practiced magic.

    I wanted to stop it so badly, but in the end, I ended up holding the sword just like my father.

    Thanks to this, there is even a rumor going around in the world that she is the world’s only magic swordsman who inherited both her mother and father’s outstanding talents.

    She asked without realizing it.

    “How is life these days?”

    Son Seo-yeon’s body trembles slightly.

    An expression as if he had never dreamed of hearing such a question.

    Soon she answers.

    “good. I made friends, there were a few cheeky juniors, and there were cute juniors… .”

    Kim Do-jin was the last thing that came to her mind as she thought of each person one by one.

    A being that is qualitatively different from others who are with us and is difficult to describe.

    However, one thing is certain.

    Whatever your feelings for him, they are far from ordinary.

    Han Ju-hee, who was watching her daughter smiling softly, shot back in a cool voice.

    “Keep in mind. The moment you get even slightly injured, your life as a hunter is over. “I know that because my mom will personally retire me.”

    It was clearly something he said out of concern.

    It’s just that those emotions are buried in such a cold, sharp tone of voice that they are hard to see.

    Son Seo-yeon responded by pouting her lips.

    “You won’t get hurt.”

    Han Joo-hee sneers at her confident tone.

    “under… , well. “To my mother’s ears, it only seems like a newbie showing off his pride unnecessarily.”

    Son Seo-yeon turns away from her mother, offended by her tone of voice that says she doesn’t trust her at all.

    “I want to go up.”

    Son Seo-yeon said that in a pouty tone and quickly went up to the second floor with angry steps.

    Soon, Han Joo-hee is alone again.

    “ha.”

    After letting out a small sigh due to the excessive use of mental energy, I head to the living room.

    On one side of the bed shared by the couple, Son Si-woo was lying in his pajamas, as if he had arrived home earlier and was already ready for bed.

    The two people’s eyes meet.

    “uh… , honey, are you here? Oh, you came early today.”

    The tone of voice and gaze that clearly shows embarrassment.

    I was puzzled.

    Wasn’t he someone who was always happy that they had time to be together when he sometimes left work early?

    ‘But why today… , no, no.’

    It wasn’t just today.

    It was like that the last time I left work early.

    He looked at himself with a look of extreme embarrassment and discomfort.

    This is the second time today.

    The moment when an unpleasantly strong sense of discomfort invades my mind.

    She was spitting out words without realizing it.

    “It’s been a while since I have some time left, but… “How about a glass of wine?”

    If it were usual, I would have thought, ‘Wine? ‘I’m good!’ He ran towards me while saying that.

    “Oh, hey… , I’m sorry. I have something to do today? haha.”

    He answered in a confused tone and got up from the bed he was lying on with his legs stretched out.

    And then, just before passing by him and leaving the room.

    He turns around with the doorknob in his hand and adds an excuse.

    “I’m going to sleep after doing some work, so don’t wait for me and go to sleep first.”

    “… is it so.”

    thud!

    The door closes at the same time as the helpless answer is given.

    She finally realized.

    Something unusual happened to my husband.

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