Chapter 12. A Late-Blooming Thief Is All the More Fearsome (8)

Just as Dokgo Ryeong had been waiting for Wi Ilcheong, Wi Ilcheong had been waiting for her, too.

‘…She’s not coming today, either.’

Wi Ilcheong’s gaze turned toward the window.

Seeing the moon shining outside, he thought of Dokgo Ryeong.

‘When will the full moon finally rise…’

Wi Ilcheong wanted to see Dokgo Ryeong just as much, but he was holding back for an entirely different reason.

He was afraid that the next time they met, he might really cross the line.

It was only two weeks, but it was two whole weeks.

Nearly half of that time had passed already, but the closer the appointed day drew, the more restless Wi Ilcheong became.

‘…Maybe I should just go to her.’...