Oh.
Realizing his mistake, Sa Sejong hurriedly rose from his seat.
“You’re Gowoon, right? It’s been a while.”
“Ah, thank goodness! You do remember me. That would’ve been embarrassing. I startled you by suddenly talking to you, didn’t I?”
“Not at all. Really. I’m normally pretty good at remembering faces, but I’ve been so out of it lately.”
Concern immediately appeared on Gowoon’s face.
“You’re not sick, are you? You seem to have lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you.”
“Do I? Maybe it’s because work has been busy….”
“…It must be because of the Gugwang side, right? I don’t know the details, but I’ve heard roughly what’s going on.”
Sa Sejong slightly raised one eyebrow.
His family situation making him bitter was one thing, but this was somewhat unexpected.
“Does Gilgaon talk about me?”
“No. Of course not.”
Gowoon denied it immediately, a bitter smile accompanying the words.
“I just heard about it at a gathering. You know how he is. He doesn’t tell me things about himself. Naturally, he doesn’t tell me about his friends…