"Why did you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Saying you'd join Tae-ung's game."

"Is there a problem with it?"

"Can you go head to head with Haryun?"

"Can you?"

"I've got nothing anyway, have I. Heh heh."

Jang Jiyu goes back to her grandmother's house again.

The car she needed for getting about today was provided by Chief Go Mihui.

In the car on the way back, Jang Jiyu and Kang Junu talked over what had happened at the housewarming.

"He really was impressive. I even respected him."

"As much as that?"

"Mm……. It was like looking at my grandfather, the one who died."

Kang Junu called back to mind how Ha Tae-ung had been at the housewarming.

"He was. That charisma was something else."

Jang Jiyu, who had watched every action of Ha Tae-ung's, put her word in as well.

From the way he received his visitors to the food he had prepared and the drinks with it. He was perfect, like a man who had always lived that way.

What made the deepest impression was the way he dealt, in front of everybody, with the French cook who had turned up swaggering.

It was what let her confirm the true character hidden under Ha Tae-ung's charisma.

Ha Tae-ung, who had shown an allergic reaction to the word betrayal, strong to the point of excess.

I have no thought of betraying you. Tae-ung.

When she moved into her grandmother's house she was not able to bring so much as one of her mother's keepsakes left behind in the house.

Catching her grandmother's eye would have done her no good at all.

A grandmother who hates everything to do with her mother. Knowing that, there was no need to go out of her way to do anything that would grate on her.

It is something like the bitterness of a person who can do nothing by her own strength.

Jang Jiyu makes the same resolution every day, before sleeping and on opening her eyes in the morning.

When the time comes I will have my revenge, without fail, on every one…