He could control his body with ease.
‘I have my memories from when I was Argio.’
But the abandoned house was in an exceedingly dilapidated state, and seemed ready to collapse under the slightest downward pressure. If so, he thought it would be better to ascend in a way that placed no burden whatsoever upon the mansion.
That was how Gio had reached the third floor through the portrait.
“……”
“……”
Sa Narae stared intently at Gio, then asked with his characteristic smile,
“A landscape painting?”
“Yes. It was here.”
“It’s a painting of a cabin.”
“Is it not pleasant to look at?”
“It is pleasant.”
“Is that so?”
Giovanni, skilled at navigating social situations, expertly controlled his expression.
“I did not expect you to come up so quickly.”
“You didn’t look surprised, considering.”
“I sensed you approaching.”
It was not a lie.
‘Only because I sensed him the instant I stepped out of the frame.’
Sa Narae seemed contrarian by nature, so Gio had thought he might climb up alone if left to his own devices. But he arrived sooner than expected, leaving Gio no time to make the frame disappear.
‘I needed a moment to compose my expression.’
That was why Gio kept his gaze on the portrait, which had become a…