Holding my bursting stomach, I headed to the rooftop, where Kang Yuna, smoking alone, glanced in my direction. Seeing my awkward posture, she clicked her tongue.
âThis is what happens when you donât come home often. Every time you do, they try to stuff you with food.â
âI come more often than when I lived on my own. Thatâs good enough.â
âYeah, well... never mind. You seem fine now, judging by how much youâre talking. Whatever happened, I guess it helped.â
She was referring to the time when I had just returned from the first world, half broken mentally.
I had suddenly taken a leave of absence and shut myself inside, which caused my sister to visit me multiple times, worried. The fact that she could bring it up with a smile now meant she thought I was okay.
And truthfully, I was.
âItâs because of that other world, right?â@@novelbin@@
âYeah.â
âDamn. I canât say anything helpful since I donât really know anything about it.â
âThatâs why I told you to come. I didnât ask you to do anything big, just to come and enjoy the festival.â
âI wasnât mentally prepared for that! Do you think itâs easy for someone like me to cross into another world? If you hadnât shown me proof, Iâd have thought you were insane.â
âAll you need to do is take off your shoes when crossing the gate, shout âIâve arrived!â with your hands raised when you land, and thatâs it. Easy, right?â
âScrew you.â
After our warm exchange, we both leaned against the railing. Yuna was facing the city, while I leaned with my back to it.