Scarecrow's Love

Breaking up with him

"After some time had passed, the sky seemed to have cleared up again."

"Scarecrow, I'm going home now! I'm going to eat and come back, so just wait a little bit!"

"I have no choice but to wait, but I don't know why I'm being told to wait. From these words, I felt that a child is a child after all."

"That's how that child left me."

"After the child went home, I enjoyed some free time for the first time in a long time."

"As the rain stopped and I felt the warm sunlight shining from afar."

"How many hours have passed since then? It's already pitch-black night."

"The stars in the night sky looked so beautiful tonight."

"I used to think I was living a very difficult life, but after meeting that child, my thoughts changed."

"I somehow felt like that kid was special."

"I guess that's why I was able to open my heart to him so easily. But I can't give my heart to him yet."

"I'm afraid that if I give my heart so easily, he'll leave me without a word like that."

"As a scarecrow who has been guarding this field since ancient times, I've heard many stories."

"I still remember a story one of the elders told me."

"The old man told me that once every hundred years, someone who looks exactly like their previous life appears."

"But I believed it was all a lie."

"But is there something wrong with my eyes? The child who always talks to me looks a lot like the man I loved."

"When I think about that day, I suddenly feel like I have a headache."

"Since my head hurts already, I decided to think again about the man I loved."

"I was his slave. We didn't have a good relationship from the beginning."

"I was the village magistrate's slave before I became his slave."

"One day, the magistrate dragged me to the market and started selling me at an auction."

"People were raising the bids more and more, thinking they could exploit me."

"Among the people who were raising the price in small increments, he raised his hand and said he would buy me for 50 coins."

"I was sold to him for 50 coins, but I felt more comfortable with him than with the magistrate."

"At that time, he was 17 years old and he was bored and needed someone to play with him, so he bought me at the auction."

"While living in his house, I received treatment I had never received before."

"He gave me several hanbok made of fine silk as a gift."

"And he is with me"

"You gave me my first love."

"But I guess I was really stupid too."

"The more I spent time with him, the more I began to express my feelings of first love to him."

"But when he was 17, I was only 13, so I felt very awkward expressing my feelings."

"He always patted my head and smiled brightly whenever I expressed my feelings awkwardly."

"Then one day he brought me a bouquet of flowers of all kinds, so many that I had no idea where they came from."

"Then she took a deep purple flower from the bouquet, put my long hair behind my ear, and hung the flower on my ear."

"And then"

"This flower is a cosmos. The flower language of cosmos is purity."

"He told me that. In fact, I didn't know what purity meant until then."

"I didn't know what purity meant, so I always followed him around and asked him to teach me what purity meant."

"But he always smiled and said it was a secret and didn't tell me."

"Then one day, when he was 23, he collapsed."

"He fell to me"

"I'm dying like this without ever seeing a child who resembles me. But I'm grateful that you played with me with that bright face all those years."

"And the meaning of purity that you so desperately wanted to know is affection."

"You were the first woman I ever wanted to love."

"He caressed my cheek and just breathed his last."

"It's strange, but in the old days, when a person died, they were either made into a scarecrow or buried like they are today."

"But he was a young master, so I just buried him in the ground."

"So, not long after he left, I became ill with an incurable disease."

"People wrapped me in straw so that I could not breathe, even though I was not dead, just because I was a slave, and made me into a scarecrow and put me in the field."

"So I spent three days crying in a haystack, and eventually I too died."

"But after I die, did God give me another chance?"

"I became a scarecrow who could love with all the emotions."

"About 131 years after he left, a child who looked just like him appeared."

"That child"

"I feel like this is God's last gift to me."