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    A World Beyond / So We Are Told
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    “I don’t dislike this mansion, but if I think about living here for the rest of my life, I feel a sense of regret. I want to move to a newly built house. Even if it’s not new, anywhere but the seaside.”
    Yes, moving.
    Leaving here and moving far away to a new house.
    In fact, moving was more important than hiding the secret that I had returned. Knowing that the gate would burst in the front yard of this house after four years, wouldn’t I have to leave here as soon as possible?
    It was essential for Kwon Jae-jin to change houses to survive.
    Seo Ui-woo slowly closed his eyelids. His thin, long eyelashes, transparent enough to be seen through, were beautifully cast like a piece of art.
    For a moment, his breathing slowed down, and the steam spread around was pressed down to the floor by the pressure Seo Ui-woo exuded.
    “Should we? Should we move, us…?”
    “Yes. It would be good to leave as soon as possible.”
    “But, Mr. Jae-jin… You just changed the subject. Didn’t you want to talk about the past?”
    “Talk about the past? No, I must have missed it because I was lost in thought. I couldn’t hear your voice, Mr. Ui-woo.”
    “Yes… well, that’s fine.”
    Seo Ui-woo chuckled and laughed. Then, a deep sigh was heard.
    “If you don’t want to talk about it, Mr. Jae-jin, I won’t dig up the past anymore. I just want to do what you like now. I have to win your favor. A lot.”
    “And somehow… I want to figure it out myself. It’s better not to hear.”
    A hand covered in white foam went down between his legs. It was time to wash below the waist, as he had already washed up to his waist.
    The touch was quite cautious.
    Perhaps he was being careful in case Jae-jin said he was hurt again. Or there was another reason. Seo Ui-woo’s voice sounded a bit choked.
    “You know. How about we build our new house from scratch? I want to match the location, structure, interior, and even the doorknob to your taste, Mr. Jae-jin.”
    Seo Ui-woo slowly stroked Jae-jin’s thigh repeatedly. The fingertips touching the back of the knee gently pressed the folded flesh.
    “So that you really like it. So much that you don’t know what to do…”
    Kwon Jae-jin left Seo Ui-woo to touch him as he pleased and wriggled his toes under the invisible water.
    “By the way, just in case I’m asking. You do know how to laugh, right, Mr. Jae-jin?”
    “……I laugh as much as anyone else. It’s just that there’s nothing to laugh about right now.”
    “That’s tough, isn’t it? I can’t help but smile just by standing still… because I’m happy.”
    “What are you saying……”
    “Mr. Jae-jin, I like you so much. To an unusual extent. I really like you.”
    “Yes, yes……”

    After finishing the bath, the drowsiness became unbearable.
    Kwon Jae-jin, half-closing his eyes as if he was dozing off, walked to the bedroom while dressing in a bathrobe. Seo Ui-woo repeatedly offered to help him move, but he firmly refused. His whole body was creaking. He felt like dying.
    Jae-jin flopped onto the bed, and Seo Ui-woo, who followed him, watched Jae-jin’s stretched back with a smile. He thought that Jae-jin, wrapped tightly in a white bathrobe and lying down, looked like a baby wrapped in a swaddle, but he didn’t say it out loud for fear of hearing another comment.
    “Mr. Jae-jin, are you going to sleep?”
    “Are you going to sleep now?”
    Kwon Jae-jin didn’t answer. He didn’t have the energy to answer.
    Seo Ui-woo chuckled and shook his wet hair. He paused for a moment, watching Kwon Jae-jin, then turned and opened the bedside table.
    Inside the drawer, sleeping pills and bottles of liquor were tangled messily. Seo Ui-woo opened the bottle of sleeping pills, poured the pills into his palm, and swallowed them with tequila instead of water. Kwon Jae-jin watched him with wide eyes.
    “……Spit it out.”
    Jae-jin mumbled. He tried to pronounce it properly, but he was too sleepy.
    “What, Mr. Jae-jin, you’re not sleeping?”
    “That… spit it out…”
    Seo Ui-woo lay down next to Jae-jin, holding the tequila bottle. Seo Ui-woo didn’t wear a bathrobe, but instead had a large towel wrapped around his waist.
    “I’ve already swallowed it, how can I spit it out?

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