Chapter 172 – Chapter 172
A few days later, the living room.
Do-gyun was coming up with clues about the cause of Eun-byeol’s creation by combining the information about the four personalities he had found out so far and Eun-byeol’s usual behavior.
‘Painting, dad, friend…’
And Coligan.
Thinking that far, Do-gyun’s head tilted to the side.
It looks like something can be caught even with the first three, but I can’t help but tilt my head when I go to the last one and say that.
Of course, Coligan isn’t the main thing that makes up farewell, but that word came to mind first when saying farewell, so I thought of this.
“Hmm…”
“Why, why is that… ?”
While I was thinking, I heard Eun-ah’s voice.
Hearing the words, Do-gyun turned his head and looked at Eun-ah. I was in the middle of writing the last part of [The Bug Catching Girl]. He said as he folded his notebook, as if he had finished the manuscript before he knew it.
“What… That’s what I always thought. It’s about Eunbyul.”
“Ah…”
Eun-ah nodded.
Eun-ah knew it too. The problem that Do-kyun is most worried about these days is Eun-byeol.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t help…”
It’s a problem about yourself, but I’m sorry that I can’t help you like this. When Eun-ah handed him an apology, Do-gyun shook his head with a smile.
“No. It’s a problem that Eun-ah has no choice but to know.”
It was an unavoidable problem. At that time, Eun-ah was in a state where she couldn’t even take care of herself, so how could she even grasp that?
Even if you try to ask her about the thoughts she had at that time, Eun-ah’s time has been stopped on the same day since the day Seo Han-kyung died.
In other words, her sense of time is distorted, so it is impossible to distinguish what kind of thoughts she lived in each period.
Do-gyun also understands enough. Do-gyun got up from the sofa and hugged Eun-ah and continued.
“I’m just doing this because I want to do better. Eun-ah, don’t be burdened.”
“Yes…”
Tok. Tok. Eun-ah nodded her head slightly as he patted her on the back.
Eun-a felt the warmth enveloping her whole body, and thoughtfully recalled her worries.
Still, is there anything that might help?
It was a concern about him.
*
Same evening, same living room.
“Hey, honey bee… !”
“Yeah?”
Do-gyun raised his head at Eun-ah’s voice.
The voice came from the front door. Do-gyun opened the door and saw Eun-ah enter, raising a question in his mind.
I didn’t see it an hour ago, so I guess it went out.
When Do-gyun recalled that thought, he stood up, and Eun-ah approached and held Do-gyun’s hand.
His expression was brightly lit.
“Tea, I found it… !”
“Looking for you?”
“Yes… ! Proviso… !”
“A clue?”
“This way… !”
The movement of holding one’s hand and dragging it out the front door. Do-gyun blankly nodded and followed him.
Where you arrived.
“Storage?”
A small shed just behind the garage.
When Do-gyun tilted his head while looking at the warehouse and Eun-ah, Eun-ah smiled and continued his explanation.
“Yes… ! Yes, where the old things are… !”
“Ah.”
Do-gyun’s eyes widened. His gaze was fixed on the door of the warehouse.
In my head, such a thought came into my mind.
“Did you come looking for this because of me?”
“Because it’s my job… I don’t think it’s okay to leave it to the bees alone…”
Words you say with a shy smile. At that, Do-gyun felt his heart pounding and held Eun-ah’s hand tightly.
“Tell me… You should have come out together.”
“Ah, a surprise gift… !”
A bright smile crept over Eun-ah’s face. A bright smile as if spring is blooming.
Do-gyun felt his stomach grow hot at that smile, and a smile formed on his lips.
“Thanks.”
“Oh, no… Well, let’s go in… !”
“Yeah.”
After the conversation, Do-gyun turned his body towards the warehouse again, took one step closer to the warehouse and opened the door.
Kki-Ik-.
The rusting of the hinges echoed in his ears. The exposed interior was a warehouse filled with dusty items.
Even at a glance, it is a space that clearly reveals what has been neglected for a long time.
Do-gyun groped the wall next to the entrance for a light switch and pressed it.
Click-.
Behind the sound of the switch, a bright light descended, revealing the brightly lit warehouse.
Only then did Do-gyun, who felt that things were starting to be more clearly distinguished, looked around him, cast his gaze at Eun-ah again, and continued with a grin on his face.
“Then shall we look for it?”
“Yes… !”
Lively answer. For some reason, recalling that he felt like he was on a treasure hunt, Do-gyun entered the warehouse.
*
There were all sorts of things in the warehouse.
Literally, all the traces of the past that Eun-ah had been ignoring were hidden here.
Perhaps, if I had discovered these things shortly after I came here, I would have been terrified to the point of giving goosebumps all over my body. Traces of other personalities were blatantly buried in this storage room, to the extent that I wondered if the diary was really regarded as a medicine department.
Of course, they were traces of longing for now.
Eun-seol and Eun-byeol’s things, as well as the disappearing Eun-ji and Eun-sam’s things, were also there.
Do-gyun reached out and took out a sketchbook that was tucked away in a corner of the warehouse.
The cover of the sketchbook, which seemed to have drawn a blue garden, but now it is all discolored and looks like a yellow smog-covered sky.
After seeing him, Do-gyun turned over the cover and felt his stomach resonate with the pictures drawn inside.
These were paintings drawn by Eunji.
Great princess. Next to him is a similarly large prince.
Hand in hand, the two were dancing in a large palace.
‘… I couldn’t draw it.’
I couldn’t draw more than Eunchae.
Turning the pages, this time I saw a princess and a prince sitting side by side in a meadow. The next page, and the next page after that. Backgrounds and situations keep changing, but in the middle of them are always smiling princesses and princes.
A sketchbook that clearly shows Eunji’s desire.
‘… I’m sorry the prince ended up like this.’
One day, Eunji disappeared and what Eunah said. She said that she was Eunji’s prince.
Do-gyun remembered that word, and at the thought that Eun-ji’s prince couldn’t be the prince in the fairy tale, he smiled and covered him.
There were times when I thought that now is not the time to get sentimental, and there were times when I thought that if I watched it more, tears would come out again.
Covering the sketchbook and putting it back, Do-gyun took a deep breath and calmed down.
Ignore notes with no markings.
However, considering that it is full of traces written by someone and that it is in this warehouse, it is probably a discarded copy of the last volume of [The Rusty Sword and the Grave of the Hummingbird] With little silver hemp.
Among the personalities, there is no one other than Eun-sam who can diligently take notes like this.
Do-gyun grabs the note and tries to open it, but hesitates. He stopped his body and belatedly recalled his thoughts.
Clues are good too.
‘… Is it right to see this?’
I’m really worried about just in case.
These notes are probably stories related to the last volume of [The Rusty Sword and the Grave of the Hummingbird], And there must be a small amount of silver.
And when you think of novels with little Eun-sam, don’t you have something that comes to mind?
[Legend of the Seven Juji]
Perhaps, this was also written like that.
He might be opening Pandora’s box right now.
If you open this notebook, if you look at this discarded copy [The Rusty Sword and the Grave of the Hummingbird], If it’s a novel that smells like [The Legend of the Seven Jujis].
Wouldn’t he himself finally remember this after seeing the upcoming finished version?
Maybe it’s because I couldn’t fully recall the impression and smelled a strong smell somewhere.
Do-kyun felt goosebumps rising all over his body at the thought that came to his mind, and put the notebook back in place.
‘Go Eun-sam… !’
You’re trying to assassinate me even after I’m gone.
Chin. Do-gyun, who put the notebook back on top of the tower and trembled at the thought that came to his mind, soon let out a chuckle.
Things to be remembered.
It came to mind one by one, reminding me of the feeling of getting wet somewhere.
The moments we had together, the moments of laughing, crying, and getting angry, were passing through my head, reminding me of a vague feeling.
Do-gyun trembled for a moment, very briefly, at the thoughts that came to his mind, letting him go, then turned around and looked at Eun-ah.
Looking hard to find something.
What are you looking for
Do-gyun, who came up with an idea and approached Eun-ah, made a surprised expression when he saw Eun-ah take it out.
“Is it a school uniform?”
“Uh, uh… ! Hey, I think you’ll be here… !”
The school uniform that Eun-ah’s other personalities wore while going to school.
When Do-gyun made a sound of ‘Oh’, Eun-ah, who suddenly opened her eyes, smiled and licked her lips.
“This, too… It would be nice to wear this… ?”
Do-gyun’s eyes looked at Eun-ah’s expression at the words he heard.
The way he licked his lips while running his body up and down was a face that clearly showed a sinister ulterior motive.
Do-gyun narrowed his eyes at Eun-ah’s expression, and then spat out the words.
“… Next time, let’s look for clues first. And you have to wash your uniform too.”
“Yes, yes…”
After pouting, Eun-ah stuck out her lips and said that, lowering her head sullenly.
Suddenly, he turns around and rummages through the warehouse.
‘Sir, if you don’t like it…’
I don’t.
Pout. A laugh escaped Eun-ah’s lips.
