Two months passed and Jin Sahyuk came back when the midterms were about to end.

“… It’s already reached that point. We’re planning to start official exchanges in three or five years,” she said. 

I sat on a grassy hill overlooking the city. The once ghost-like city was now teeming with life. Children were running on the streets, the scent of grilled meat filled the air, and the chattering floating around was full of hope. 

The city’s residents were enjoying their lives and thankful for everything. 

“Yeah, don’t rush too much,” I replied.

The number of people successfully evacuated was exactly 7,517. That number was far greater than what I initially expected and the Jin Sahyuk from that world only took one year to grow up to twenty years old.  

One year didn’t sound like a lot, but they had to survive an entire year in that desolate and ravaged world. 

“What about Kim Chundong…?” I carefully asked after failing to suppress my curiosity.

The smile on Jin Sahyuk’s face disappeared as she looked at me and replied, “… He’s dead.”

“Dead? Who did you hear that from?” 

“I met him three months ago through the mirror.” 

Jin Sahyuk sighed and looked at the sky with teary eyes. 

“I apologized… but he said there was no need… In fact, he even thanked...