Chapter 11. Self-Awareness (3)

After Wi Ilcheong left, having thrown Dokgo Ryeong into turmoil, she could no longer bring herself to swing her sword and returned to her room alone.

‘Fuck…’

The image of the pinky Wi Ilcheong had shown her before leaving kept wavering in her mind.

‘I’m not going to grab it, you bastard…’

Never.

No matter what.

She vowed again and again that she would never be the one to reach out and grab that pinky.

But…

‘…If I just grab it…’

If she just closed her eyes and held on tight, pretending it was a mistake—...