October 10, 2030
Gamamusa started converting his borrowed house into a hideout. He started installing several wiretapping devices in the corner of the room, cleaned the room, and decorated it as a revenue room. Finally, he covered the door of the cellar in the house with a cupboard so that it could not be seen. There was nothing missing in the house, let alone a red tag. The documents forged by Gamamusa were ineffective and, of course, Mrs. Hinata never had taxes pushed back. However, for the past few days, Grandma Hinata was deceived by Gamamusa and was unable to come back.
After a while, the doorbell rang from the front door. After hastily putting on her glasses and putting on a fake beard, Gamamusa opened the front door. There stood a 40-year-old woman of his own age. Gamamusa waved her hand and greeted her in fluent Japanese. "Goyeun! Finally, I met you in person! Are you moving today?" Goyeun shook her head. "…No, I just came to say hello, Mr. Nagato. May I come in?" Gamamusa let her inside and closed the door. Gamamusa kept Goyeun in the living room and went to the kitchen to make tea. He sprayed white powder inside the tea and then stirred the tea to melt it.
Goyeun looked around the living room. She scanned the table in the living room with a nostalgic smile. "Wow, it's been a while since I saw this table. Seeing that it's so old and there's not a grain of dust... It must have been cleaned well by the former owner." Goyeun was reminiscent. When Gamamusa, disguised as Nagato, returned and offered her tea, she gladly picked it up and drank it. "Hmm, chamomile. I love this tea." Gamamusa smiled warmly. "That's good to hear. You said your name is Yeun, right? Are you from Korea?" Goyeun nodded. "I was originally sent for adoption in Japan, as soon as I was born in the country, because my parents dumped me in the hospital. I heard that I had a younger sister when I was born, and I wonder if she's doing well."
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Gamamusa looked closely at her face. "… Does your name take after your adoptive parents' last name?" Yeun shook her head. "… My biological parents are from North Korea, so I decided to use their last name. Well… I haven't even seen them yet, but if I use this name, they might recognize me when we meet each other later." Goyeun turned to Gamamusa. "…By the way, Nagato… Have we seen each other somewhere? You look familiar..Have you ever came to Korea as an exchange student?" Gamamusa looked at her face quietly, without replying. Her movement was noticeably slowing, and she kept blinking. "Ha-am... Why am I so sleepy... I took the day off so I shouldn't be tired..." Goyeun tried to stand up with her hands on the table, but she put her face down on it and passed out. After confirming that she was sleeping, Gamamusa helped her on the shoulder and took her to the bedroom.
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"Hmm, this place is creepy even after it's cleaned up. Is it supposed to be like this?" Lee sat at the table in the huge living room, where chairs were gathered around the table. Lee Yeol-gi was sitting next to the table, and Jang took the upper seat. Jang hit Lee on the head. "Man, the members are going to come together soon, learn some manners. Sit properly, man," Lee shrugged. "But there's only one more person coming, right? Well, I guess it could be meaningful because she's the only woman in the room." Jang looked at him with pathetic eyes. "Shut up..we're going to gather more members in the future. Are you going to be like that even after changing your name? Park Sung-jae is dead now, man. You are Lee Yeol-gi, a upright gentlemen with passion and spirit, Live like it!"
'Clank...' The door opened in front of the living room. The two man turned their attention. A woman, who has just turned mid-30s, came in carefully with a gentle expression on her face. "Sorry for being late." She took a chair and sat down. Lee Yeol-gi talked to the woman with a playful look on he's face. "Hey, lady. This is the seat for the knights of the round table. There's no room for women, you know?" She covered her head in shame. Jang Cheol-dae yelled at Lee Yeol-gi. "What kind of manner is this? She's your senior and elder! Don't be disrespectful!" Wiping off the playful look on his face, Lee introduced himself with a serious voice. "My name is Lee Yeol-gi, before I was called Park Sung-jae. Greetings, senior!" The woman nodded repeatedly with a shy face. "… I'm… my name is Go Ah-young. Nice to meet you."
