Good morning, my.

2. Responsibility of the departed person

We did.
Since we started living together, we have never once thought about life without each other.
If you go, I will follow
If there's a place you want to go, you'll go there.
My unchanging sun. You will be the center of my life.

It was like that. Clearly

Send Min Yoongi a short kiss.
There was a warm sensation and the sound of repeated, steady breathing.
Yeonsu packed her bags, leaving Min Yoongi, who was sleeping peacefully, behind.
All my luggage fit into a single bag. It was filled with nothing but my clothes.
I received everything.

The ring on my fourth finger that I received from my lover, and the silver necklace that he gave me as a gift.
All of that wasn't mine.

I place them neatly on the table and open the window. I enjoy the morning breeze.
Where should I go?
Should I go back to the government I used to live under?
I wonder.

It's been three years since we left. I wish they'd forgotten us, but they still chased us.
It was clear that he was looking for me rather than Min Yoongi.



Yoongi.
I told you

I live for you
I will die for you.



Step on the window ledge and enjoy the breeze.
Yoongi, I hope you don't have any nightmares today.
Have a nice dream.

Jump. Cut through the air. The sky is empty.
But across that road, to the west, further away from the sun.
The wind chimes hanging from the window make a rustling sound.



Yes, senior.

Hey. Help me find a temporary place to stay.

.......Senior, I live with Yoongi hyung...

..........I'm full.

......

So. Help me go to the farthest place, Namjoon.
And help me keep it shiny.

Senior, really..!

Because they're after me.

........are you crying?



silence.
Namjoon sighed deeply, as if he understood this silence enough.
Okay, this selfish senior came out like this to protect Yoongi hyung. Okay.



Oh... Okay. How can I help you?

I can erase some of your memories.

Are you crazy?

It's the best way.

No, Senior, no matter what, this is clearly illegal. And besides, I'm a member of a government agency, so...!

So I'm asking you to do something.

No, that's easier said than done! If I try this wrong and my memory fails, there's nothing I can do. Even if I remember, the fragments will shatter and I won't remember anything. A headache is a given, and this is even more painful...

...Then what should I do?

Just leave it as it is. I'll secretly guard the surroundings.
Instead, don't die carelessly.
If the imprint is broken, I will feel the same pain as my senior when he died.

Namjoon.

yes.

Should I go back to the government?

....yes?

Then, will Min Yoongi be able to live more happily?

What are you talking about? You worked so hard to get out there. Well, there aren't many people in Korea with the same level of ability as you, senior...

Hoseok and Jungkook are here too. Oh, how are they doing?

...Senior and Yoongi ran away and many of the kids fell apart.

..I feel sorry about that.

It's okay. We all understand.
But I'm dead...
Please don't die.

 ..........





Namjoon couldn't erase from his memory the sight of his senior crying on the other end of the phone. The senior had been angry and cried for others.
Senior, take care of yourself.
Whenever I said this, Yeonsu always laughed.



How do I take care of myself?



The dawn begins to break, moving further away from the sun. If only I could take away that memory, if only I could live an ordinary life where no one knows me.
Because I want to be satisfied with that.

I'm leaving for a faraway place you don't know.
Please don't get sick.









This way, all contact with Min Yoongi is cut off.










I headed to Busan to meet Jimin, a man Namjoon had introduced me to. I bought a ticket and stood at the station.
The announcement is that a well-worn Mugunghwa train is headed to Busan. I board the train. The place is filled with the scent of people. I pull my hat down low and sit in my seat, quietly listening to music.

The sound resonated like a ship's horn in the harbor, and slowly, very slowly, we headed to the place where the sun sets the earliest in this land.











The autumn sea was high in the sky.
As soon as I arrived at Busan Station, a small man greeted me.



My name is Park Jimin, and I'm from the Busan branch. I know this because Namjoon told me in advance. Are you Jeong Yeon-su?

Oh, that's right.

Let's go first. There have been a lot of ogres lately.



Ogres were like our very reason for being. After the world was destroyed, they were the ones who distrusted the government. We called the anti-government forces "monsters."
Ogres are monsters that kill people.
We are monsters who protect people.
We were just monsters fighting each other. But we fight. It's not about protecting people. No one is immune to the fear of death.
We did the same.
That's why we fought them to protect each other. I don't want to experience the experience of my comrades' heads exploding and blood spilling everywhere.



Captain Jeong Yeon-su.

It's okay if you just call it training. It's even better if you talk about it. After all, I'm not Jimin's captain.

...Then what should I call you...

Oh, I see. Then call me whatever you want.

Yeonsu...senior?

It's actually better because it's more comfortable. Treat Namjoon like you would treat him. Then I can talk comfortably too.

Senior Yeonsu, please take good care of me.

Please take good care of me.



They hold each other's hands, which are covered in calluses.
It seems like there is nowhere to go back to.

Busan, where early autumn has arrived, was filled with red.
Citizens were walking the streets as usual. I leaned against the back of the car and looked up at the sky. The sky, which seemed unusually peaceful today, was now tinged with a deep blue.













Don't look for me who left