Aha... I sighed in relief.
To clear my mind, I went to the park. I didn't call Ha-rin—bringing her into this might put her in danger too. But somehow, she showed up anyway. She sat beside me, and we talked.
I told her, "My mom thinks he's innocent. She's sending him overseas. So... I don't think we need to work more on this."
She exhaled and gave a soft smile. "Finally... everything will go back to normal."
But I couldn't say yes. Because I knew—even one day is enough to get someone killed.
On my way home, I felt it—someone was following me.
So I deliberately said aloud, as if on the phone, "Ah, I'm going to eat chicken with my brothers... maybe convince Dad to take us to the beach."
When I got home, I locked the door. It was already dark.
I gathered my parents into one room. "Someone's following us," I said.
Dad frowned. "That's not possible. No one saw us. I even deleted the CCTV footage from that convenience store."
Mom shook her head. "They know I'm working on this case. They think I attacked them. They might come for us."
She paused. "It's not safe to keep the boy here anymore."
We quickly wrapped him in a carpet and carried him to the car. Dad handed him my clothes and a wig.
"Dress like her," he said.
He was taller than me, but Dad dismissed it. "No one knows her exact height."
We drove through the night. Our plan was to escape pretending me and to escape from this country.They drove to shore and rode a sheep to Japan.
Before they left, they locked me inside the car, hidden under blankets and sheets. As their can't be two Ji-ah.
In the morning, Mom returned alone and drove the car back home.
Surprisingly... no one followed us. They bought our plan.
We'd survived the night.
But we all knew—it wasn't over yet