Chapter 138: James City (6)
In a residential area that had narrowly avoided sinking into one of the gaping holes in Songpa-gu, a house stood out. Its walls, recently painted in calming colors, drew the eye. The large windows revealed a spacious living room filled with neatly arranged moving boxes, patiently waiting to be unpacked.
This was the home of two sisters who had just relocated from Seoul Forest.
The sisters rested side by side in the expansive living room of their new, affordable house—a price secured by the home’s unsettling proximity to the sinkhole. The elder sister, her skin inked with tattoos, sat upright on a slightly worn but soft sofa. Her gaze was blankly fixed on the TV screen, the flickering light casting soft shadows around the room.
The woman couldn’t help but be amazed every time she saw this so-called TV. The idea that something like this could exist without alchemy or a magic book was beyond her comprehension.
But enjoyment? That was another matter entirely. The TV flashed with endless news, scenes shifting rapidly, accompanied by the urgent voices of reporters. Yet, it was unclear if she derived any pleasure from this onslaught of information.
She watched more out of obligation than interest. Her younger sister had dragged her out of her room, insisting she watch the news with her.
But instead of focusing on the flashing screen, the younger sister lay on the sofa, her head resting lightly on her older sister’s lap, her body stretched out lazily.
“You were so eager to watch TV when we were in Seoul Forest. Why aren’t you paying attention now?”
The elder sister’s voice was light, tinged with mild curiosity as she observed the one who had coaxed her into watching the news, only to ignore it herself.
“I’m just resting.”
The younger sister giggled, seemingly pleased with herself, her eyes twinkling as she looked up at her elder sister’s face.
Feeling slightly burdened by that gaze, the elder sister gently covered her younger sister’s eyes with her palm.