After Kim Hajin left, Yoo Yeonha looked outside the limousine and leaned her head on the window. Han River, the Tower of Hero, and guild buildings shone with their respective insignias. Seoul’s sky seemed unusually grey like it would rain.

“Haa.”

Yoo Yeonha let out a small sigh. Kim Hajin had asked her to investigate the truth behind his parents’ deaths. In that case, how much did he know? Did he know about the Kwang-Oh Incident and that Chae Joochul had plotted it?

Yoo Yeonha felt a headache and pressed her temples. This was why she disliked one-sided knowledge. She didn’t know how much he knew, so she couldn’t decide how much to reveal.

“And this.”

A plastic bag caught her attention. Kim Hajin had made her a homemade hamburger. It smelled good, but Yoo Yeonha didn’t have the energy to eat anymore.

“Um… driver?”

She almost asked if the driver wanted it, but the burger’s smell spread even more as she held it up. It didn’t smell like an ordinary hamburger.

“Yes, Miss? Do you need something?”

The driver asked. Countless thoughts flashed across her mind in this brief moment.

“N-No, it’s nothing.”

In the end, she brought the plastic bag closer and took out its content. The hamburger wasn’t too big or too small. It looked appetizing and even beautiful. Gulp. Yoo Yeonha swallowed her saliva and took a bite. Nom, nom. Her mouth stopped moving and starlight surrounded her. The taste temporarily isolated her from the world, a pure rapture that she had never tasted before.

“Nyam.”

She...