Jimin clenched his fists, trembling. Then he quickly relaxed them. He looked out the window at the clear, blue sky and swallowed back tears. It must be hard in that dark room, and there was nothing I could do about it.
"Kang Mi-rae..."
"Jimin, we have a guest. Should I send him back?"
"...let them come in."
"hi?"
"What is it? Lee Ji-eun."
"I'm not interested in your position as empress. I'm just trying to help you."
"Did your father choose an empress too?"
"You too?"
"Yeah, I'm not interested either, but would it be okay if you let me get that witch out?"
"But without any conditions...?"
"instead,"
"Go kick that old lady out of the back mountain."
"What, is that the end?"
"You can do that."
"Isn't that your grandmother?"
"That's right, then. Come down and live with me."
"I can give you a house, if you just help me..."
"I'll help you get the house first, because it'll be like a rip-off."
"As expected, Lee Ji-eun, you're really helping me, right?"
"Of course. You helped me get back here. It's been over ten years, so I'm repaying your kindness."
"Anyway, I'll come back tomorrow at this time."
"Yeah, take care."
The author wrote "Tomorrow at 5:40" on a Post-it note, stuck it to his desk, and left. He let out a hollow laugh and walked towards the mountain behind him.
"...Am I getting kicked out?"