— I will always take care of you.
Salin smiled, satisfied, and sat on the bed.
— I'm going to wash my face and brush my teeth.
He got up, wearing only his boxers, and walked carefree to the bathroom. The door closed.
Jun-ho's smile disappeared instantly.
His phone, which was on the nightstand, vibrated.
[Ezequiel]: Flight ready. Departure in two hours.
Jun-ho locked the screen.
(...)
Half an hour later, the kitchen was full of life. The smell of coffee and toast filled the air, masking any trace of the previous night's violence.
Naejin was sitting in his high chair, his mouth messy with jelly, swinging his legs.
— Papa Linlin! Look! — The boy held up a scribbled drawing. — It's you and Papa Juno killing monsters!
Salin laughed out loud, taking the drawing.
— Wow, I look very handsome with this crooked sword.
— Buy a sword. It's cool!
— You think? I'll think about it.
