''Can't you just... leave me alone?''
''I'm saying this because I'm worried about you....''
"Brother... this is the only way I can repay my sister. You know that, right?"
"......Then tell that child everything. About your relationship with your sister, where she is now, and what happened."
''That kid will definitely get hurt''
''We can't stay ignorant forever, right?''
''.....Then, hyung, just give me a little... just a little more time''
''until when?''
"I'll tell you right away when I see my sister this time.... To that 17-year-old child."
''17 is the age to have a coming-of-age ceremony, right?''
''Yeah... right''
''.......Tell me while giving me a gift''
My brother handed me a necklace and said,
It was a moon-shaped object shining brilliantly.
''.....I didn't know it would turn out like this. I made it to give to my nephew when my sister had a child. Don't get me wrong. I still hate you as much as I did before I met that child.''
"No. Misunderstanding. Do you know how hard I've made this for you?"
''....That's good. And stop being so noisy. I'm older than you.''
"Yes, yes. I'll clean it up."
We looked at each other and burst out laughing.
After holding my stomach and laughing for a while, my brother handed me a white flower and said.
"Place this on my sister's grave. It's her favorite flower."
''I know... I know very well.....''
''Please take good care of me''
I nodded and went to the human world.
...
''Huh?''
There, just like yesterday, Yoon-i was squatting.
Yoon-i approached me and said,
''I'm sorry... I just left then.....''
"No. I was short-sighted."
Yoon-i asked, pointing to the flower in my hand.
''What is that flower?''
''Huh? Ah... this is...''
I hesitated and then spoke carefully.
"It's the flower that people like family like best."
"I'm seeing this for the first time. What kind of flower is it?"
''This is a cassilia that grows only in our world.''
''Casilia?''
"The flower language is... blinding the eyes of fate."
"When you come back later, give me just one flower."
I hesitated and then handed the flower over to him.
"A birthday present. I thought you'd like it."
''But... isn't this not mine?''
"It's okay. Take it."
"still......"
"It's a flower you can have. I don't know about others, but it's okay if it's you."
When Yoon-i hesitated, I walked over to her and gently put a flower in her ear.
''It's pretty''
Yoon-i blushed and covered her face as she spoke.
''Oh...oh! Kk...the flowers are pretty!!!''
I couldn't help but chuckle at Yooni's cute reaction, and I lowered Yooni's hand that was covering her face and said.
"The flowers are pretty and Yoon-i is pretty too. Happy birthday, Yoon-ah."
''Thank you... so much......''
"Is there anything you'd like as a birthday present?"
''I just need my brother...''
''But what do you still want?''
''hmm....''
I said, stroking Yooni's head.
''It really doesn't matter what''
''What my brother brought me''
''uh?''
"I don't care either. As long as you bring it to me."
"Okay. I'll bring you a flower for your next birthday too. A flower even prettier than today's."
''thank you''
''Happy birthday again''
I kissed Yoon-i's forehead lightly and said.
''See you in 4 years''
Yoon-i touched her forehead and nodded.
He said this with a face that was even redder than before.
...
I hurried back, picked a flower, and ran away.
To the place that Dong-Hyeon mentioned.
''after.....''
I arrived there, breathing heavily, and it was my sister's grave, located in a well-lit place.
I couldn't help but feel sad when I saw that grave without a single tombstone.
"Sister.... You asked me to take care of Yoon-i because you knew I could never hate her, right? You were really bad.... I... am already attached to her...."
I placed a flower on my sister's grave and said
"There, please don't blind fate, but blind your sister. There, love comfortably and live long..."
And then I collapsed down next to my sister's grave.
A gentle breeze was blowing, pleasantly warm, neither too cold nor too hot.
"Sister... Do you remember when you and I used to play with a kid? One of them was a kid whose name we didn't know. We both knew his name from the one written on his tombstone. It was a shame he didn't remember us... Maybe that's because he didn't tell us his name... I know another kid's name... Was it Woojin? I don't know what he's like. I'd like to... meet him sometime..."
I got up, dusted myself off, and went back to my world.
...
Yun-i, no, Yun-dal, who returned home, ran to Woo-jin who was lying on the bed.
"dad!!"
"Yes, our Yoon... our pretty Park Yoon-dal... have you met Mom?"
"No... I didn't meet you."
Yoon-i's name was Park Yoon-dal. Yoon-i was just a nickname for Yoon-dal, not his real name.
"Yundal, where did you go today?"
"I was just taking a walk in the woods. Where's Dad?"
".....It just was there"
Woojin knew that Yundal had been seeing Daehwi for a long time. He had met him many times during his childhood, so he knew his face better than anyone else.
Knowing what a good kid he was, he left Yoon Dal-i hanging out with Dae-hwi. He had played with him like that himself when he was younger.
But it was strange. He remembered Dae-hwi, but Yoon-dal didn't remember him...
"Never tell Dae-hwi Yun-dal's name."
"Why? Then how should I introduce Yundal?"
"....Let's let Yundal know by name."
"Yoon?"
"Yeah, Yooni."
"Do you really have to go that far?"
"......I think the tragedy is enough for the two of us."
"Why do you keep talking like you're going to leave? Huh?"
"....I'm preparing. Don't worry, I'm really a human now, and all I have to do is live happily with you for the rest of my life."
"Yeah... let's live happily ever after."
"love you"
"me too"
Woojin thought back to the conversation he had with his wife, Ji-an, just before Yoon-i was born.
I'm sure Ji-an knew, but she wasn't from here anymore.
A man named 'Dong-Hyeon', who claims to be Ji-An's younger brother and looks just like Ji-An, came and told me in person.