Exorcism Ritual

Sunlight streamed through the window. Jeong Yushin woke, squinting.

It was lunchtime, long past morning.

“Ugh, my head.”

The hangover from drinking dwarven liquor all night was brutal. He’d spent the previous evening drinking with Karin and talking about all sorts of things.

They hadn’t been apart for all that long. Still, a lot had happened in the meantime.

Their conversation had continued until dawn. He remembered getting quite drunk, going up to the second floor, and throwing himself onto the bed. After that, everything was a blur.

Jeong Yushin leisurely got up and opened the wardrobe.

“Hmm.”

His wardrobe held two or three linen shirts, two pairs of pants, a few tunics he’d wrangled out of Oswald, and a fur-lined jacket Ingrid had given him. That was all.

It was midsummer, yet Jeong Yushin was still wearing clothes meant for spring...