They put the bike in the hotel basement of their 'basecamp' and returned to the mansion with the car. Sarah still felt a little bit awkward about the sudden intimacy that had happened not long ago, but she was also curious about the part that Hajin didn't talk about in detail.
Glancing at the man through the reflection in the window, Sarah asked cautiously. "So...she didn't make it in the end?"
"In the first place, that operation was only to prolong her life," Hajin shrugged.
"Oh..." she turned her head to look at the nonchalant face.
Like before, he said it as if it were someone else's story. Was it because he had made peace about it...or was it an effort to detach himself from the leftover pain? If he felt so indebted to Sarah for a chance to talk things over with his mother, he should love her quite a lot, right?
Perhaps as much as Sarah loved her mother. After all, both were their only family.
"But you used your triple crown to find me instead?" Sarah frowned.
