127 – EP.6 Festive Atmosphere

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The doctor advised me to stay overnight at the hospital since the day had passed.

I was worried that there would be an accident while moving on a cold night.

Thanks to the doctor’s consideration, In-ho was placed in a double room, and Emma’s seat was placed on the bed next to him.

A clear night arrives, and In-ho is the only patient in the hospital.

The small gas lights turned on by the nurses dimly lit the hospital room and hallway.

“Emma, aren’t you sleeping?”

In-ho asked Emma, who was sitting on a small chair next to the bed, not on the bed, looking at him.

After returning from treatment, he continued to think deeply about something.

It was difficult to see because of the darkness, but In-ho thought that she was making a slightly uncomfortable expression.

“…Master, I’m sorry.”

What she was so sorry for, Emma apologized whenever In-ho spoke to her.

“No, I’m not good at moving without you.”

In-ho also answered her words.

“I was foolish. I shouldn’t have been away from you, Master. I’m sorry, Master. I won’t disappoint you again.”

Pulling the chair forward a little, Emma grabbed Inho’s left hand with both hands.

Her warmth was transmitted.

“It’s okay. Don’t blame yourself too much. I’m too confident in my body. It’s not Emma’s fault.”

In-ho sensed that somewhat violent and sticky heart, and rebuked her kindly.

“still….”

Emma made a crawling sound.

“…Go to sleep. You’re very tired today.”

As if to stop growing, In-ho lifted the blanket up to his neck.

“yes.”

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Despite the gentle words of the owner, Emma’s feelings did not ease as she fell.

As she was about to go to the bed right next to her, Inho made a noise as if he had just remembered.

“Oh, that’s right, Emma. Can you see the luggage under the bed?”

“Are you talking about Jim?”

Emma bent over and looked under the bed.

I noticed something lying in the dark hospital room.

Emma reached out and picked it up.

“Master, what is this? It looks like an envelope…”

The paper bag made a rustling sound.

“Can you see what’s inside?”

At Inho’s words, Emma took out the things in the envelope.

He grabbed something soft in his hand.

“Isn’t this? Clothes?”

Taking out something quite bulky, Emma tilted her head.

Aren’t they clothes? Also women’s wear.

“Yes, it’s a gift.”

“Who can I forward it to?”

When Emma asked, Inho asked back as if out of the blue.

“What are you talking about? It’s Emma’s.”

“Yes? Mine?”

“Yeah, one is winter. One is spring.”

Emma took turns looking at the two sets of clothes.

A moderately thick coat of fur and an impressive yellow dress shone in the hospital room.

“Anyway, to go outside in winter, you need to be warm… So I bought one. Even though it’s a little early for spring clothes, it’s better to buy them in advance than to buy them then…”

Inho, who was talking about clothes, stopped talking when he saw her shaking shoulders.

“hehehe… Black…”

“Isn’t the design a bit different?

Emma shook her head.

“I… every day, every day, I just receive from the Lord.”

Emma sobbed, burying her face in her clothes.

“Dear Master… I, as I… did, nothing… I don’t have…”

Inho smiled unconsciously.

He is a very special and kind boy. he thought

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Deep into the night, Emma’s hot tears did not stop.

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Two days have passed since I was discharged from the hospital.

There was a big change in In-ho’s boring daily routine, and he started writing again after he had officially let go of writing.

Of course, only Emma knew this.

Except for housework, Emma waits by Inho’s side most of the time.

Even when In-ho urged her to rest, Emma refused to let go.

The other day, In-ho collapsed, so he didn’t seem to let go of his heart.

Emma was pleased that her master had started writing again.

It also meant that he regained confidence in his writing, and it was because In-ho’s writing was always warm and heartwarming even to Emma, who was not familiar with literature.

While In-ho wrote in the study, Emma sat on a chair at an appropriate distance and observed the owner.

I was curious about what they wrote and who the characters were… but I held back because I thought it was disrespectful to see the work the owner was writing.

Inho often asked Emma questions while writing, and Emma thought it was a kind of interview.

Emma was honored to answer him. It was because he thought he was contributing to the master’s work.

‘What do you think Emma will do in 20 years?’

‘What is Emma’s hobby?’

‘What does Emma usually do when I’m not around?’

A rather obscure question of use, Emma thought, but every wise master would have an idea.

– Phishuuugh boom!

– hey! What if I set it on fire!!!

There was a loud noise outside the mansion.

Somebody who was preparing for the festival must have accidentally set off firecrackers, and small sparks appeared in the sky and quickly disappeared.

“The preparations for the festival are in full swing.”

Emma explained as In-ho stared blankly at the sky embroidered with fireworks.

“Yes. It’s already in a festive mood.”

Still looking at the street through the window, In-ho said.

He seemed to be thinking hard about something.