It was morning.
It was so quiet, it was almost ticklish.
Taehyung opened his eyes, closed them again, and opened them again.
The ceiling was… too high.
“…Where am I…”
As I sat up, the soft bed belatedly began to give way.
The blanket was fluffy, the air was pleasant, and the sunlight was just right.
“…Is this a dream…”
Then suddenly, the events of yesterday came to mind out of order.
man wearing sunglasses,
The title of Yeonhwa Group's Young Master,
And... the grandmother I hugged while crying
“…Hmm…”
Taehyung touched his forehead.
“Is this… reality…?”
At that moment, there was a noise outside the door.
dripping-
“Taehyung? Are you awake?”
It was the voice of heaven.
“Oh, yes! Yes! I’m awake!”
Because I answered so loudly, there was a brief silence.
“…Huh… Then… Can I come in?”
“Oh, yes! It’s okay, it’s okay!”
The door opened and the sky peeked out.
Unlike yesterday, he was dressed neatly in a shirt. His hair was neatly tied up, and he looked quite awkward.
"… oh…"
Taehyung muttered absentmindedly.
“Why? Where... is something strange?”
“No, it’s just… the atmosphere is a little different from yesterday…”
“…This is a chaebol family home. Of course, haha. I guess I have to dress up.”
Sky glanced around the room and smiled faintly.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Yes. I slept so soundly… I was actually a little scared...”
"…why?"
“I wondered if it was okay to be this comfortable... I still don’t remember very well...”
The sky looked at Taehyung for a moment, then chuckled.
“Still, it seems like you’re adapting well?”
“…I don’t think I’ve adapted yet… I feel like I’m still out of my mind.”
At those words, the sky's expression softened for a moment.
"It's okay. Take your time. Let's go eat breakfast! Young Master, hehe."
Breakfast was… beyond imagination.
Long tables, neat side dishes, and even butlers moving around silently.
Taehyung picked up his chopsticks and then stopped.
“…Can I eat this?”
The sky smiled faintly.
“Right now, everyone is just looking at you eating, Master?! Come on, eat!”
“…Then, I’ll eat well..!!”
The moment he took a bite of rice, Taehyung's eyes widened.
“…Wow… It’s so delicious…?”
“It’s been a while since you’ve had a meal with your aunts, so I guess they put a lot of effort into it..!! I’m glad it was delicious..”
"The human world... is scary. To think they'd hide something so delicious..."
At that moment, the grandmother on the other side was staring at Taehyung.
“Taehyung.”
“…Yes, Grandma, good night. Did you sleep well?”
“Is there anything uncomfortable?”
“No! Not at all! It’s just… too comfortable…”
“Yeah, yeah.”
The grandmother nodded and said.
“Your memories… haven’t returned yet?”
"…yes."
For a moment, the air at the table became slightly still.
"…sorry."
Taehyung spoke first.
“Why are you sorry?”
The grandmother spoke firmly.
“Just because you don’t remember doesn’t mean you’re not you.”
At those words, Taehyung's hands trembled slightly.
"…yes."
Sky sat quietly next to Taehyung.
After finishing my meal, I came out to the garden.
Sunlight was pouring through the trees.
As the wind blew, the leaves rustled and made a sound.
“…This place… is really big.”
“I was a bit surprised when I saw it yesterday too.”
Taehyung looked around for a moment, then suddenly tilted his head.
“…It’s strange.”
“What is it?”
“This is… definitely my first time here…”
Taehyung gently pressed her chest.
“…It doesn’t feel unfamiliar.”
The sky did not miss those words.
“Where do you think I’ve seen it before?”
“No… I’ve never seen it…”
Taehyung thought for a moment and then said.
"The air here? Or... the atmosphere? Something like that..."
At that moment—
A flash of light flashed through my mind.
A brief scene flashed through his mind.
Someone's back...
And then… a red light flashed.
“…Ugh…”
Taehyung closed his eyes reflexively.
“Taehyung?!”
“It’s okay… It’s okay…”
The sky took hold of his arm.
“I told you so earlier. Don’t push yourself too hard.”
"…yes."
But Taehyung felt it.
Something, very slowly—
That it was starting to crack.
That moment.
On top of a high-rise building somewhere in the human world
Seokjin, leaning against the window, was smiling while taking a sip of coffee.
“Young Master of the Yeonhwa Group…”
His red eyes narrowed.
“It must be quite annoying without any memory.”
Seokjin looked down at his phone screen.
Taehyung's image was captured in it.
“Should I shake it a little more?”
He chuckled softly.
“You still need time to choose.”
Taehyung sat on a garden bench, parallel to the sky.
“…Mr. Sky.”
"yes?"
“…If I were…a truly great person.”
The sky looked at Taehyung.
“It’s still great enough.”
“…I have no memory and I’m just a person who receives help?”
“Then I guess I’m the type of person who likes that kind of person haha”
Taehyung was silent for a moment, then smiled faintly.
“…That’s strange.”
“What is it?”
“When I’m next to you, Sky… my head hurts a little less.”
The gaze of the sky wavered for a moment.
“…Then that’s fortunate.”
The wind blew again.
And Taehyung still didn't know.
This peaceful day,
That it is only the ‘development’ of the test.
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Continued in the next episode >>