"Let's follow them."
The person who has uttered the words is none other than Geun himself.
Even he is surprised that he said it.
Kwak Geun is not his name. He doesn't remember his name either. A name is an identity. A long time ago, he gave up his identity. He can never be the person he was. But he also can't be someone else.
If Niwa was here, she would have laughed at him. She might have looked at him with disgust. It's funny that he can't even remember her face anymore. Why does he remember how he used to feel when he was around her? Even her voice is a vague memory, but he can never ever forget her name.
Niwa. Niwa. Niwa…
And there is this man whom she loved. Geun doesn't remember this man's name either. He glances at Sin Jeong-Hyuk. But this man treated Niwa as her younger sister.
Ironically, Niwa treated Geun as her older brother.
"What did you say?" The Witch's eyes turn big and rounder, both surprised and amused.
