step 06

Yeha swept away her damp forehead with cold sweat. And I looked around with a fierce face.

It's splendid. It was the first thought I had when I looked through the space that seemed like a bedroom. Black beds floating in the air on their own, shiny beige marble, and illumination at regular intervals. There was no embellishment or additional decoration, but it was splendid.

A handful of night views of Seoul poured out of the window made by drilling an entire wall. The dazzling hologram ads, fast-flying transitions, and various corporate logos were dazzling.

How high are you up there? Dozens of years ago, the buildings looked as small as the 'Hanho Tower,' which was rebuilt by the Hanho Group after demolishing the rusty Namsan Tower (of course Yeha has never been on that tower).

Ye-ha, who had been looking out the window for a long time, recalled the memory just before she fell asleep or fainted.

Kidnapping. President Song. Dad. Contract. Director Sung. Restaurant. And the least.

If the memory is not a hallucination, it would be the home of Hanho Group. We're not going to use a room that's empty, a room that doesn't have a single ornament. Only one person matched this image. I could tell by the strong smell of pear on each corner of the furniture.

Ye-ha came down from bed, twisting her body. The body that was soaked in one pheromone was not intact, but there was a busy thing.

Running away