A brilliantly multicolored potion ripples in my hand.
The color of dreams.
A medicine that grants wishes.
…The description is engraved in intaglio on the transparent glass bottle, and it reveals itself each time the potion inside sways like shining waves.
I looked down at it.
: Baekilmong Potion :
Wish
EX (miraculous)
Raise the bottle with both hands.
Express your earnest wish in a single sentence, then…
with your eyes closed, consume the liquid in the bottle all at once.
Any wish at all will be granted.
I had known these instructions from before.
That was why I had agonized over it from the very beginning.
What sentence should I use?
When I used the Wish Ticket, exactly what single sentence should I use to express the wish I would make?
Every time I lay in bed unable to sleep and tossed and turned, every time I wrote expedition reports in the office, every time I barely survived a Ghost Story and walked home after work, I thought about it.
The very first thing that came to mind was this.
A primal desire.
-Please send me home.
I wanted it desperately.
But I put it on hold.
Home was far too abstract a concept.
I had lived in more than one or two places up until now, so there was no way of knowing what 기준 the Wish Ticket would use when it activated.
If things went wrong, it might send me to the Baekilmong company housing.
…The aversion that had led me to drift from one motel to another as much as possible while infiltrating the Agency had probably sprung from that feeling too.
Anyway, so I thought again.
I…