What I Can Do

When I arrived at the place where Cyclamen had fallen, she rose from her seat and welcomed me.

“[You’re quite late, So-yu. I was waiting for you to come, anyway, while repairing the damaged parts in the meantime.]” Cyclamen casually tapped her arm and smiled broadly at me as she always did.

“[So, did you come up with a plan to defeat me?]”

The sight of her smiling amid the completely collapsed wreckage could only be described as grotesque.

Seo-ah unni seemed to think so too, because she furrowed her brow, but after stealing a glance at me, she clicked her tongue without saying anything.

"…."

There was so much I wanted to say and so much I wanted to ask.

But this was no time for idle conversation.

Now was the time to take responsibility for the problem I had left unattended all this time.

I firmly closed my mouth and tightened my grip on my stick, and Cyclamen wiped the smile from her face and flew up into the sky...