Childhood Friend of the Zenith

“How did it go?”

Some time had passed since we returned to the lodging.

It was now fully nighttime, and I was sitting face-to-face with the two who had completed the preliminary rounds.

“Nothing unusual happened, right?”

“Yes.”

Wi Seol-ah nodded in response to my question. She looked slightly amused, as if she had enjoyed herself.

I didn’t ask whether they had passed or not. I assumed they had, and that was indeed the case.

“And you.”

I turned my head to look beside her. Next to Wi Seol-ah stood Seong Yul, his face showing faint exhaustion.

“...Yes. I’m the same.”

“No, you’re not. Judging by that sour face, something definitely happened.”

“...”