122 – EP.6 Text-2

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[The object of possession is covered by Kang In-ho.]

One of the rules for dimension shifting.

There is no inconvenience in memorizing a new song because it is overlaid with the name Kang In-ho every time, but there are not only good points.

In-ho does not know the name of the previous person.

There is no choice but to refer to it as ‘former owner’ or ‘pre-possession person’.

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

For Inho, a name represents an object.

Just as an old man who is kind to his subordinates, writes, and suffers from dementia can be called ‘Evan Dale’.

Anyway, since I don’t know the name, I feel a sense of distance towards the former person.

In order to understand the character, we only know fragmentarily by obtaining information from small clues around us.

That’s why I can’t understand the things that have been done before.

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

There was a book written by the previous owner, so I could definitely know the value of the subject.

Hearing the contents of his novel being read by Emma, In-ho realized.

‘Human hymn.’

If you collect several novels and extract extracts, you will probably come up with these words.

firm will.

Hope you will overcome.

Happiness.

bonds between people.

It is a message that speaks day and night in the novel.

Perhaps this former owner believed in people very firmly.

‘So maybe he’s loved.’

The period when he was active was at a time of rapid social change.

I felt like I knew how comforting his writings would have been in a confused country without having to think about it.

Anyway, after grasping the writer’s message to some extent, Inho accepted the interview with the mindset of seeing the interview and was disappointed.

I didn’t ask about the contents of the novel in the interview to the point where it was embarrassing that I had prepared so hard.

Not to mention, I was wondering if they would ask about the ending of the novel, which has been discontinued this time, but there was none.

I just carefully inquired about his physical condition and his plans after retirement.

And a message to the reader.

[Thank you for loving my story.]

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

The interview took less than an hour.

“I feel like I’ve become an idiot for preparing so hard.”

After sending the reporter away, In-ho said in a limp voice.

“Iknow, right.”

Looking at the back of the reporter, who had already turned into a dot and moved away, Emma affirmed his words.

“They are less interested in the work than I thought.”

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

“I think it’s a natural result because people like that came only after seeing the owner’s name, not the master’s writings.”

“Well, not everyone can like my writing.

Looking at the sack of silver coins that Emma was holding, Inho said.

“All those who do not understand Master’s writing are fools, so don’t worry too much.”

said Emma as they returned to the mansion.

“I don’t have a problem with writing anymore, but you have to be careful with that kind of thinking.”

In-ho gently rebuked her.

“Yes?”

“Of course, it’s a problem to be happy with ridiculous reactions, but if the other person evaluates my writing, it’s important to at least look at that opinion with an open mind.”

Silk, it is not the position of the person who writes, but one of the rules of living in society.

“I see. Thank you for teaching me.”

At Inho’s words, Emma nodded her head as if she realized something.

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

Climbing the stairs to the second floor, Inho said jokingly.

“That’s right. Even an unlearned person like me can read and be moved.”

“Emma is ignorant? She reads and works hard.”

“…that.”

Emma blushed at In-ho’s praise.

They returned to the room, and Emma brought a light refreshment.

In-ho sat in an armchair, ate refreshments, and watched the sunset through the window as a TV.

A comfortable silence enveloped the entire room.

“Emma.”

In the soft atmosphere, In-ho opened his mouth and called out to her.

“Shall I bring more refreshments?”

She said, wondering if the owner, who had recently improved his appetite, would seek out more refreshments.

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

“Yes, please.”

“How did I meet Emma?”

“ah….”

Emma’s face darkens slightly.

“It’s okay if it’s hard to say. I just asked.”

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

When In-ho looked at her face and turned his head again, Emma hurriedly said,

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 may sit down.”

At his attention, Emma hesitated and sat across from him.

She was always behind him and beside him.

It was awkward to face his owner so comfortably.

“Can you tell me when you’re ready?”

At the words of the owner who was still considerate of Emma, Emma smiled slightly.

And I thought.

Oh, I’m so glad I got such a caring person as the owner.

My choice was not wrong.

I mean.