“I, I wouldn’t say I’m treating you well….”

Seo Yuhui looked around with a wandering gaze, but when she saw Seol Jihu staring back with unwavering eyes, she stopped the meaningless avoiding.

Looking back at the young man with a complicated gaze, she spoke.

“Are you suspecting that I have an ulterior motive?”

Seol Jihu shook his head.

“No. I am grateful for everything you’ve done. I simply don’t understand what you expect from me to treat me so well.”

“I didn’t say that what I did was because I’m expecting you to treat me a certain way.”

“Then that’s even more strange. You aren’t expecting me to do anything, yet you’re going so far…. Of course, I already heard how generous and charitable you are, but then again, I can’t help but think this is excessive.”

As this was an objective truth, Seo Yuhui became speechless for a moment. Realizing that Seol Jihu wasn’t in the mood to back down, she let out a quiet sigh.

Then after a brief moment of silence….

“…By any chance…”

Seo Yuhui opened her mouth with hesitation.

“Have you heard of this saying?”

“?”

“Memories become the nutrients to live another day.”

Seol Jihu furrowed his brows at her cryptic reply.

“When I went to support the villagers of Ramman Village who entered Haramark, how should I say this…? They looked really happy. Children were smiling brightly even in a world like this, and adults were watching them play around with pleased expressions…. Many of them even cried from being overwhelmed.”

“Why are you suddenly bringing up that—”

“I could empathize with them. Unable to do anything, living every day trembling in fear and despair, then suddenly having a prince carry them into the castle…. These villagers from Ramman…

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