The Perfumer's House

"I'll get ready."

Baek Miryeong rummaged through her bag with a rather solemn expression, as if she'd been waiting for this.

First, she pulled a pure-white wig over her head, then blinked a couple of times through the gold-colored contacts in her eyes.

The last thing she took out was a cheap crystal ball that looked like the sort of thing sold as a souvenir.

With no stand, she set it on a towel.

It looked less mystical than a fortune-telling booth at a college festival.

"……?"

Yuna knelt on the platform and prayed as if she were used to this, so I sat down beside her, too.

Spirit of Okgok, will we make it through today's expedition safely, too?!

Ms. Nari watched us with a slightly bewildered expression, then hesitantly sat down beside me...