As Miss Jun sat in the dust-covered room, she suddenly felt like laughing in the thickly depressive atmosphere.
She had been born into nobility, but because of that nobility she had been constrained.
She strove wholeheartedly to cure Father, but in the end, when her learning was complete, Father had died.
She had admitted to her fate, married, and started her life anew, but suddenly she came to know a deep enmity for her.
The knowledge of the enmity was the herald of her death.
And right after her death, she had been reborn.
It was like Old Heavenly Father was playing with her life. He had given her the same things, then taken them away. Then he gave them again, then took them away.
What she wanted was in sight, but it was not something she could easily grasp.
It was interesting.
Miss Jun smiled.
"Then ask them how much money they will sell it for," she said.
