“Aaaah, I don’t think this is right.”
Juhyeon opposed the idea vehemently.
“Why in the world would you think of such a thing?”
“I do not understand what part provoked such a violent reaction.”
“I’m sorry. That was a little rude, wasn’t it? But no matter how I consider it, I simply cannot accept the idea of you being adopted by Guild Master Bisabeol.”
“I see.”
Gio looked at Yoo Seongwoon.
“What do you think, Yoo Seongwoon?”
“I want to respect everything about you whenever possible, but I think this is too much, Gio. Even someone like me, who has endured every kind of disaster and trial, possesses limits he cannot bear.”
“I did not expect such a strong reaction.”
During their first corridor meeting in some time, Gio had encountered his friends’ opposition.
“But many people must already believe it, mustn’t they? Those who are quick to read situations will think I am Guild Master Bisabeol’s son.”
“Merely thinking it and actually adding your name to his family register are completely different. We also don’t know how you and the Guild Master might change as a result.”
For a being of the Source, “justification” was extremely important. Justification meant story. A “family” personally acknowledged by a Mystery could not remain unaffected. Nor could the Mystery himself.
“The Guild Master already places enough of a burden upon humanity. The thought of him evolving further sends chills through my entire body and makes my hair stand on end.…
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