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- Episode 1 -

Let me look at you properly.

Show me your face.

You look familiar. Take off your glasses.

Oh goodness, I'm so sorry.

I can't have my face revealed in this situation.

This old man, has he gone crazy?

What is that thing?

That's my livelihood, you see.

Hey! Hey!

My hands are my livelihood, too.

Found him!

Hey! You dare to blow $2 million of our president's money and run away?

Please spare me.

Consider yourself lucky, okay?

Go.

I'm sorry but I really can't let you harm my head.

It is my real livelihood, actually.

Freaking bastard! Who the hell is that jerk?

Ignorance is nothing to boast about. The time you spend punching things, try to spend it reading some books instead.

You're here, Mr. Writer?

Did your research go well?

Yes, Secretary Kang.

- Shall I prepare your meal? - I'll eat after organizing my materials.

Okay.

Hum... A writer,

doesn't just use his head. He uses his hands, feet and butt to write.

From time to time, in order to become the character in his work, he even wears disguises.

What does he do when he gets writer's block?

Who knows?

"“Writer's block is a fancy term made up by whiners

so they can have an excuse to drink alcohol.”

Oh, those aren't my words. They are words of Steve Martin, the actor and screenwriter,

but I agree wholeheartedly.

It is five minutes before Mr. Writer's deadline.

Writing is like a battle which requires physical strength.

I take care of my body by eating properly and exercising regularly.

But montchevre shortcakes, coffee with plenty of sugar and milk

and cocoa, I can't give those up.

I only eat this when I fulfill a deadline.

Shall I call it a reward I give to myself?

Cigarettes?

Are there such old-fashioned writers who still smoke?

I quit smoking two years ago.

A cinnamon stick is a marvelous substitute.

Mr. Writer, we have completed e-mailing your manuscript.

At 1:30 PM, the attorney in charge of copyright will be visiting you.

At 2:30 PM, your personal physician will come for your examination.

Afterwards, you have to finish a short piece for a newly publishing magazine.

- Secretary Kang? - Yes?

The garden feels so empty and dreary.

Maybe we should raise a deer?

Hmm?

The English version of author Han Se Ju's novel, "Unfair Game"

has reached the New York Times' bestseller list.

According to K-Jel Management, who handles Han Se Ju's foreign publishing

"Unfair Game" reached the bestseller list only five days after the release date, and is currently at #5.

Due to his novel being so well-received

a book tour is planned for seven cities in the U.S. and five cities in Europe.

♫ It might sound crazy, but I think I recognize ♫

♫ her from a dream ♫Thank you.

- Alexis.- Alexis.

♫ That I've never seen ♫

Hello.

♫ Instantly I'm in love she's the same as she was ♫

♫ At the thing that she does, I just smile and I stare ♫

♫ Should go over and see, If she remembers meCause there still seems to be one more... ♫

I really like this writer. I am so excited to meet him in person.

Oh, thank you.

♫ Free us of the past ♫

♫ Love ended this world ♫

♫ Don't hold your breath ♫

♫ Close your eyes and dream of the close pale moonlight ♫

♫ In the endless sapphire sky ♫

♫ And I hear tonight ♫

Do you know what its nickname is?

♫ As stars fall up and up ♫

What? What about it?

Do you know what this gun's nickname is?

Who knows? What is it?

The sound of gunfire is said to be similar to the sound of the typewriter, so "Chicago Typewriter."

Sounds cool. And then?

"The pen is mightier than the sword, so the typewriter is mightier than the gun."

So what about it?

I am telling you to write something good.

Not like those silly pieces of writing meant to seduce women, or aim for fortune and fame, but a really great piece of writing.

She's a thing of beauty, huh?

That's from your country, actually, Korea. That was handcrafted way back in 1930s, in Gyeongseong.

Gyeongseong...

Hey, I'm sorry. Do you think I could get an autograph, too?

Of course.

It was such an honor, hosting your book signing in my cafe.

My pleasure.

Would you sell that typewriter to me?

No, no, no, no. I, I paid quite a lot for that at auction.

I am a huge fan, but...

To me, she is priceless.

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. It was a great pleasure.

Hannah!

Hey, friend.

Chicago Typewriter

[Please send me to Writer Han Se Ju]

Ah, the smell of a new book.

You're buying it again? Really?

The one I have at home is for reading. This one is for display, and this one is for safekeeping.

You don't even own a home, yet you seem like you will build yourself a castle with Han Se Ju's books.

Haven't you heard? Maniac fans will change the world. These days, being a fanboy or fangirl makes more impact than throwing your weight around with money.

Go ahead, wrap that bullshit up and eat it.

He writes so well, but how can he also be so handsome, too?

He could save a nation with his face alone.

That's why they say he writes with his abs and sells it with his face.

What sort of dog-trash says such things?

Yes, it's so unfair. People say such unfair things about him, I meant.

I forgot to add that part in the end.

Fine, hit me, you wench. Hit me, hit me, hit me!

You should at least let go of me, come on.

Yes, this is Anything Errand Service, who can do anything with all the collected wisdom.

Ah, you need something picked up from Inchon Airport and delivered?

Yes, I will leave now.

If you meet that dog-trash, tell him this.

That if he gets caught by me, I will strangle his neck and squeeze every drop out of his face.

I really hope that he is not you.

She is definitely not normal. How can she admire a writer like a fan-girl going crazy over an idol?

Is that her? Is she the one who buys up everything, including the first edition and all subsequent re-prints whenever Han Se Ju releases a new book?

Yes, that's her.

I wonder what she does? Is she an editor?

No.

Jeon Seol. (homonym for "legend")

The legendary fan.

She is a legend of fan-fics. (Writing a fiction as a fan)

Those high school days when everyone else was writing fan-fics about idols,

she dared to write fan-fics about literary figures. [Writer Han Se Ju / Our Forever Writer! Our Eternal Star!]

She is a totally new-notion girl in the literary fan world["Fair Game" was translated in 23 countries.]

The one who walked on the path nobody walked before. A pioneer.

Since she was young, whenever she got absorbed in something, she saw it through to the end.

I will become the wife of a novelist.

- Why? - Why?

I don't know. Since I began to think [Ma Bang Jin (age 10), Jeon Seol (age 10), Won Dae Han (age 10)]

I always had that thought.

Her father was a mountain climber, so she naturally had those skills.

She trained in various self-defense methods, so she could defeat most strong young men at once.

When she was a youth, she was a candidate for the Olympics, but became discouraged due to personal circumstance.

Defying the prejudice that athletes' brains are made only of muscle

she studied for just one year and was admitted to a veterinary medical school.

Wow, she is amazing.

After graduation, we naturally expected her to flourish as a veterinarian...

But she became discouraged again? Why?

Personal circumstances again. Shall we call it "the reason for a cuckoo's cry?" (when parents cry for their children)

How wasteful. Her parents must have lamented.

If she had parents who could lament, then it would have been a situation "where cuckoos cry."

- Is she an orphan? - Well, similar.

Anyway, she worked like crazy to survive, and did any work that came her way

so she earned the nickname, "the legend of part-timers."

So she becomes a legend in whatever she tries. That is amazing.

Amazing? More like crazy, wasting her great brain that way.

Currently, just a brainy fan-girl, obsessed with literary figures.

He seems to live truly alone in this world. (has too outstanding appearance) He must have really saved a nation in his previous life.

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Is he a celebrity?

It's Writer Han Se Ju!

Where are you? I'm scared, so please come to D area soon.

Is she a child? Why is the airport scary? Maybe she has a panic disorder?

Ah, my job is obstructing my fan life.

Hello? Are you Hannah Kim?

Why are you so late?

I apologize... but... I am actually 48 seconds early.

Never mind. This is it.

If you tell him it's a gift from the owner of the cafe in Chicago, he will understand. Make sure

to deliver it to him in person. I'll leave it to you.

Excuse me, the name of the sender is--

Let's take a look.

Writer Han Se Ju.

What?

Perhaps, that Han Se Ju?

I should have gone with you personally.

But what can I do? I need to stay here and draw a big picture, right?

I told you about Han Se Ju's "backup project."

More like Gal Ji Suk's "backup project."

Oh, rest already. Being a workaholic is an illness, too.

For whom did I become a workaholic?

Who knows?

If I don't finish writing in this lifetime, the writing I need to take with me to my next life is like a mountain. Can I really rest?

I practically need to wear a diaper so I can continue to write. If you have a conscience, don't bring any more work for me.

Oh, Writer Han, you must be hungry. Secretary Kang, you made the restaurant reservation, right?

What is it?

Two steaks and pastas and one special for the table D.

Spaghetti. Spaghet (imitating Italian accent)

I think he is cooking with his mouth.

Listen to this. First, release a serial novel on the internet and make it into a hit.

Bellissimo! Bellissimo!

Aish, why is so loud.

Furthermore, we'll have to look a second time at the story.

Movies, games, musicals, webtoons, etc., etc.

Using all Han Se Ju content, a one-source, multi-user business—

Secretary Kang, even if I had anything scheduled today, I would like to do none of it.

I knew that you would, so I didn't schedule anything today.

So the starting point is your item--

The employees of your estate have the day off today. So would you like to go to the hotel?

No, I would like to go home. The estate employees may finish their break and return after.

Secretary Kang, you can leave early today, as well.

So the faster the item can be released, the better, so--

There was an incident with a stalker recently. So will you really be all right by yourself?

I am fine.

Please don't just say that you will rest. Please rest today for real.

How about resting your mouth first? Who am I speaking to? I am the president of Golden Phoenix Publishing!

Excuse me.

Did you enjoy your meal?

Yes, it was delicious.

May I trouble you for an autograph?

My friend is a big fan of you.

All right, please give that to me.

- The name... ? - It is Jeon Seol. Just like "legend," Jeon Seol.

What an unusual name.

Since you're doing this, so that I can hang one in the restaurant, two, please?

All right.

- So the name of this restaurant? - Rigardo.

[Ri ca...] - It's "gga." Not "ca," it's "gga."

Please do it again.

How picky.

Good.

Grazie. Grazie.

- Exactly!- Oh!

For fun, try opening the fortune cookie. They are surprisingly accurate.

I'll open it later.

Heol.

Is this a house or a castle?

So, I'm at the author Han Se Soo's house, right?

Oh, my heart is pounding.

A fortune cookie?

Muses are like ghosts.

Therefore they show up in uninvited places sometimes.

By Stephen King.

Pa-Pa-Papa...

A package is here.

A package.

Is that not it?

It is a package. A package.

Who is this?

A package came!

I'm sorry but can you just leave it outside the door?

My customer told me that I absolutely must deliver it to you directly.

I am in the middle of work, that's why. I will ask this of you.

Wait, Author, please! Just a moment! Author!

Author!

I must've sold my country out in my past life...

I ruined the opportunity given by the heavens.

♫ Free us of the past ♫

♬ Laugh and the whisper ♬

♫ Don't hold your breath ♫

♫ Close your eyes and dream ♫

♫ of the close pale moonlight ♫ ♫

♫ In the end a sapphire sky ♫

♫ And I hear the door knock ♫

Who are you?

Do you live here?

Ah, you are so cute.

Ah, you are so lucky to live here. Ah,

I wished that I go in there.

I wanted to see his writing room, too...

You said to follow you?

Author, the recipient of the package. Please open the door.

A package is here.

A package is here.

-How did you come in here? -Pardon?.

Well, that's... you opened the door...

I opened the door? Me?

Who are you?

-Are you a stalker? -Ah,

My introduction is a little late. I'm sorry,

Wait a minute!

I'm a martial artist. I'm an expert with 17th degree in martial arts.

Whatever you're trying to take out, you'd better consider it carefully.

You'll be responsible for your haste decision.

I don't go easy just because you're a woman.

I thought about it carefully.

I gather all the wisdom (jihae) and can do anything.

With power descended from the gods, The Big Bell Celestial Fairy?

I'm sorry. That was my mistake. That's my friend's mother's card, she's a fortune teller.

I'm from the errand service company. Do Anything (homonym for All the wisdom).

I'll check you out later.

Then, I will bring the items inside the house.

If you leave it in front of the house, I will check it later.

I mean, since I am already here delivering the package.

-It's fine. -Even so, I will.

Ah, I told you it's fine!

You have quite a temper.

I mean,

I don't bring in a package that I didn't check yet.

Why?

In this world, there are lots of people who waste their life because of jealousy and envy.

There is a lot of that.

For instance...

A stalker?

Someone who insists that I stole his script...

A delusional victim mentality mental case...

- I'm not a stalker. I'm your passionate fan... - A threatening letter is basic...

A picture with just my eyes cut out and shaving blade... ugh, dead animals...

Even the bomb materials, I get them all.

Really?

They've snuck into my house and installed hidden camera and...

they've tried to steal the script. They were even caught sneaking into my bed.

So, I don't bring anything inside of the house carelessly.

That is, whether it is a person or stuff,

anything...

Didn't something just pass by right now?

Your dog.

Dog? My dog?

I have a dog hair allergy so I don't have a pet dog!

Catch it! Ca-catch it I said!

Pardon? I guess then I need to go inside your house.

Come in. Come in and catch it!

Yes, then for now,

He's not my dog, but I'll catch him.

No! You can't have that.

Good dog...

You can't...

Hey, you can't. Not that...

Is that a USB memory stick by chance?

That is not just a USB. That is my blood and tears.

I split every hour of every day sacrificing my sleep and meals! My script that's as valuable as my blood!

Until my back broke... until I developed calluses on my butt...

I wrote it until I was tearing up... My teary work...

If that dog eats that,

just know that you will die too.

I am telling you it's not my dog.

In any case, the dog followed you in when you tried to get in here!

The door opened by itself.

Don't you dare to eat that.

If you do, I will pull all your fur off!

Don't provoke him. He'll get excited.

Good dog... come over here.

Noona will give you a delicious snack. Come here.

Are you crazy? He's reacting when you mentioned "snack!"

You can't.

You can't. You can't eat that. You can't. No.

No.

Good dog... that's not something you eat. If you do, you'll get sick.

- Don't eat... don't eat... - Good dog...

You mutt! Don't you dare to eat that!

If you eat that, I'll open up your stomach!

What are you doing, not chasing him?

Why should I? I finally got into your house, Mr. Writer.

You said you would be able to do anything with all the collected wisdom!

Double...

Double...

Da-da-double!!

I will catch him, so go back home for a while.

Don't pretend to be strong. It doesn't help me much.

How can I? What if you steal that item?

You have so much suspicion.

I may not look it, but I was a veterinarian.

There's no way I would scam a person when a dog is in the equation.

If you were a vet, that makes you more suspicious.

You could have trained the dog.

You could have kept it trapped and abused it so that it became vicious,

and trained him to bite whatever you told him to.

How would I know if you might have trained the dog like that?

Who would accuse you of not being a writer? Your imagination really runs wild.

I will do this, so make sure that you do not provoke the dog.

That son of a--

I told you to not do that.

Did... you just actually block my mouth?

We have to be gentle.

Like a child, with care and patience. Okay, follow my lead.

Good dog. Come here.

A good dog? My ass.

Good dog. Come here.

Good dog. Come here.

Good dog.

- Good dog. Come here. - Good dog. Such a good dog.

Come here, come here.

♫ The whispers in the morning ♫

♫ Of lovers sleeping tight ♫

♫ Are rolling by like thunder now ♫

♫ As I look in your eyes ♫

♫ I hold on to your body ♫

♫ And feel each move you make ♫

♫ Your voice is warm and tender ♫

♫ A love that I could not forsake ♫

♫ Cause I am your lady ♫

♫ And you are my man ♫

♫ Whenever you reach for me ♫

♫ I'll do all that I can ♫

Sunbae.

Oh Seol, it's been a while--

This is an emergency. Emergency.

- What is wrong? - He swallowed bloody tears... wait, no.

He swallowed a USB flash drive. We have to get it out right away.

If not, one human and one dog, they will both die!

This way. Come this way. Hurry.

[Operation]

Ta-da.

Fortunately he pooped before they even took the x-ray, so we didn't need to operate.

Po-po-poop?

Yes, thanks to a healthy bowel movement that didn't require an enema, it was a "safe birth" without any pain.

- Healthy bowel movement? - I tested it, and it works well.

What happened can only be called a miracle.

It was locked with a password, so I couldn't see its contents, so don't worry.

Take it away.

I cleaned it well.

Look here. There is one more request I'd like to make of you.

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Are you done?

As you requested, I e-mailed you all the contents of the USB.

After I erased all the contents on this notebook computer and the memory card, I'm currently formatting them.

That notebook is new, so it shouldn't take long. Please drink this while you're working.

Thank you. I will enjoy it.

Do you have something to say to me?

Don't you remember me?

We have met each other once before.

Why are you smiling?

Your comment was just so typical, that's why.

"Don't you remember me? We have met before."

- "But it's true." - "But it's true."

It's no fun if you leave that out. If this was a song, that would be the chorus.

So, when did we meet?

So it was when--

About 100 years ago?

About 1,000 years ago?

If I ask why someone is so obsessed with me

they usually reply this way.

"Don't try to understand it with logic. It can only be explained as fate."

"We may be tied to each other from our past lives."

How is that? Is it similar to what you had prepared to say?

Or maybe was it helpful for your reference?

I am not obsessed, I am simply your number one fan—

In the movie "Misery," there is dialogue like this.

"I am your number one fan."

I think the formatting is complete.

Please throw the USB away on your way back.

I will give you the notebook computer to you, as a gift.

Hey, but, wait...

You have worked hard today.

I will deposit an abundant fee for your services.

How about if I finish the drink I was drinking... ?

Oh, should I look at this for you?

No, it's all right.

I have someone else who examines my packages for me.

It's not because I have other intentions.

But the person who sent this was very insistent that I deliver this to you in person and confirm it.

- So due to my sense of responsibility-- - Do you know the person who sent this?

Ah, I forgot to tell you this.

I should go back in and tell you carefully.

No, it's fine.

Please tell me here, who sent this to me.

- Chicago. - Chicago?

She said that if I mentioned this was a gift from the owner of the cafe in Chicago, and you would know.

No, no, no.

I am a huge fan, but to me, she is priceless.

All right, I will take this inside and open it myself.

- Please go home safely. - But, but...

Hold on, just a moment...

Hey, Mr. Writer. Mr. Writer!

Why does she like Han Se Ju so much?

She's always been an avid reader. During difficult times of her life, books were a big comfort.

Because her life has had many ordeals.

So what she's saying is, there is Baek Tae Min, Kim Young Ah, Cheon Myung Kwon,

and even Kim Yeon Soo. There are so many authors to love, so why Han Se Ju?

Don't try to understand it logically.

It can only be explained as fate, he said.

We may be tied to each other from our past lives, he said.

But he cannot remember me.

Hey, Signorina!

Stop speaking Italian. It's gross, like drinking a whole can of olive oil.

Signorina, I have prepared a surprisingly incredible gift for you.

Ta-da!

Hmm.

An autograph from Han Se Ju?

An autograph from Han Se Ju?

Go ahead and open it.

Perhaps this notebook computer belongs to Han Se Ju... ?

I went to his house to deliver a package, and he gave it to me.

I helped him with something, you see.

Whoa, epic!

Whoa, let me get some good vibes from a bestseller writer.

If I write it with this, will I be able to win a prize for a writing contest?

See that? I should be called the successful fan.

Let me see it, too.

- Hey, that was outrageous!- So funny!

- Wait...- Wait!

Oh, my goodness.

Seol, you!

Stop right there.

Fine. I am late, and drunk. I won't do it again.

Ahjumma, just worry about your daughter, Bang Jin. Why worry about me as well? I am so honored.

You... did you deliver some strange item today?

A strange item? Like what?

Like an urn, for example?

No. But why do you ask?

What is this? I feel some sort of dark energy from you.

Perhaps... you're not seeing those strange visions again, are you?

Oh, why ask about that again?

Do you see them or not?

Don't worry, I don't see them. That was so long ago.

It's good if you don't see them.

If I see those again, I need to die at once.

That's why my mom threw me away and didn't get to go to the olympics.

This brat again!

How many times have I told you that you mom ran away just because she found another man to love?

'Whoa, how comforting that is.'

Did you think I would say that?

-Ah, what I am saying... -I know, I know.

Hurry in and go to bed. My Mrs. Wang Bang Wool (big bell). You may get even lower spiritual energy from fatigue.

Then I will go in first.

How strange...

I keep on getting a strange energy from her.

What on earth did that brat deliver before coming home?

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Hey! Don't you think that punk will be pretty useful if we teach her a little?

She learns everything fast and becomes proficient quickly.

It is done.

20 seconds. You saw that, right?

You did well.

You sure are teaching a kid some great things.

What? What do you want?

Do you know the nickname of this gun?

I don't know. What is it?

The sound of the gun sounds like a typewriter.

So, it's called Chicago Typewriter.

Pretty cool...

So?

A pen is mightier than a knife and a typewriter is mightier than a gun.

So what?

I'm saying you should write something great. Not something you use to seduce a woman and dream of fame and fortune.

Really magnificent writings.

Stop nagging. How can you nag from early in the morning?

Morning, you brat? It is already past 3 in the afternoon.

It's so unlike you, getting up so late.

After giving your employees time off and are you relaxing, saying "Que sera sera?" Huh?

I am laying golden eggs on time for you.

Did I ever miss a deadline?

Why don't you just split my belly open or strangle my neck?

Look at you how pretty you talk.

I was telling killer jokes. Did it sound as if I was trying to kill you?

I'm just saying that I believe I should tell our investors tomorrow what the item is about.

The 1930s...

Gyeongseong.[President Gal Ju Seok]

You got the concept.

If it's 1930s in Gyeongseong... is it a period piece?

A love story between an independent fighter and...

and a literary figure.

Unbelievable!

Incredible! Remarkable!

Yo, man!

A love story from Korea's Stephen King, Author Han Se Ju.

This would make the good advertisement alone.

That's enough, right? I'm hanging up.

Did I push myself too hard?

Just split my stomach open... Oh, hello, Secretary Kang...

Pardon?

A dog?

What dog?

Yes.

Really?

Yes I understand. Yes.

Sunbae.

- Here is the thesis material you asked for. - Seol.

What am I supposed to do with him?

What about him?

Is he not well?

That's not it. I just spoke with Author Han Se Ju's secretary.

He said he can't take the dog even if he dies.

This dog really doesn't belong to the author?

No.

That's weird. This punk really acted like he was the houseowner.

The writer even opened his front door when this guy arrived.

I think it's a lost dog. But since he's an adult dog, it would be hard to find him a home.

Seol, you can't take him either, by any chance?

I do want to take him, but I'm staying over at a friend's house for the time being...

There's not much difference between his situation and your situation.

I'll go there after my part-time job tonight and ask the author for a favor.

Hey, hey. There is no use. What can you do when he can't take the dog in because of his allergy?

It seemed like he had a huge yard and he had many employees.

There might be a person to take him in instead.

Maybe the reason why we met is fate.

[ Thompson Submachine Gun M1928 ]

[ Fate ]

Author Han?

It's you, Han Se Ju.

Are you really busy?

If you have time, let's have some tea together.

Why should I?

- Han Se Ju! - It's Baek Tae Min! Baek Tae Min! Daebak!

Why shouldn't I?

My father recently finished a novel series he's been working on for the last ten years.

It will be released as a complete collection soon.

He said he won't write series novels again. Because he even had a hernia at the last stage of writing.

Mother is still into painting as always.

You know that Sarah went to study in France, right?

-Why are you saying these things to me now? -Pardon?

To show off in front of an orphan...

I'm sure you're not doing this just because that's all you have to say.

This punk.

That's because we used to live under one roof at one point.

It was a while ago that I left that roof and am living under another one. Must I listen to what happened after?

It's as painful as having to read a boring novel series to the end.

Whether the book was a gift or I was hustled into reading it, I have the right to stop reading it if it's not interesting.

I closed this book a long time ago. Don't open it, it isn't fun.

Did you think you were hustled?

I thought of it as a gift at one point.

Our entire family feels bad for not being a gift to you until the end.

- But... - If you say that as though you're filling up a beggar's bowl...

Does it make you feel better?

Why are you taking things the wrong way? I just wanted to talk casually...

Public events are hard enough. Why would I want to hang out personally with you?

- Author Han... - Geez.

As for public events, I can think of it as wearing a business mask.

Shall I call it a capitalistic smile?

Anyway, I can do it pretty well if I keep my professional state of mind.

But as for personal encounters, I don't see any possibility.

So don't make one.

Father is really worried about you.

I guess it always bothers him that your writing is dangerous.

A dangerous writing?

He's old-fashioned, as you know.

Since you're staying in that genre, I guess he thinks you're vulnerable to criminal offenses...

As for dangerous writing...

I already wrote it 10 years ago.

Because, you and me, we both ruined two people's lives.

Can there be a more dangerous writing than that?

Stop wasting precious time... just write.

Like me. Like crazy.

Like me...

Like crazy...

“The muses are ghosts, and sometimes they come uninvited.” - Stephen King, Bag of Bones

Who is it?

Who gave you permission to come into my writing room—

Hello, Mr. Author!

How did you get in here again?

Pardon? Well after ringing the bell, I realized that the front gate was left open.

I closed it well when I came in. You need to do better keeping your doors closed.

You see... I already heard from the veterinarian.

But he is just so pitiful, so I thought I would try requesting you just once more.

How about trying to be more creative?

Pardon?

Isn't the pattern too similar?

A door that I certainly didn't open is somehow left open when you come.

But it really was--

You acted outraged that I would suspect you of using this dog to con me, but the dog is your excuse once again.

I admit, surely it is a good idea to use a dog while committing a crime so your victim is less guarded.

What do you mean a crime?

What is your identity?

Mr. Author...

Were you also the one who came in and out of the writing room? Were you the one who was stealing glances, too?

It's not me! Why would I do that?

I'm just... By any chance, did a stalker enter?

Why are you asking me? You would know better.

Are you suspecting me right now?

I told you. I'm your number one fan—

People like you... I know well.

Calling yourself a passionate fan, using love as reason and yearning as an excuse.

After locking the other person in your own fantasy and obsessing over that,

once the illusion gets broken, you turn into an anti-fan right away

attacking and threatening. People who are like that.

Get lost. Before I call the police.

I don't need fans like you.

Let's go. I guess he won't take you in as family.

I can't forcibly leave you to a person who doesn't want you.

Let's go.

Subway.

The sandwich and coffee you ordered came out.

Enjoy your meal.

-That person came again. -Yeah.

He always comes everyday at the same time and eats the cheapest sandwich

and one cup of coffee, then he is like that all day.

It has already been a month.

Sometimes, he picks up and eats other people's leftover sandwiches and cookies.

Is he homeless? He looks totally normal, though.

I took a glance and it seems that he's writing a novel.

Of course he would not remember. How long ago was that?

Hey! Where are you going? It's dangerous!

I am telling you to write something good.

Not like those silly pieces of writing meant to seduce women, or aim for fortune and fame,

but a really great piece of writing.

Who is it?

By chance, are you still not gone?

I warned you, didn't I? Before I call the police...

Mr. Author, don't you remember me?

Since three years ago, once a day

I sent you e-mails and letters.

First of all, let's talk after you put that gun down.

I was very disappointed that you never replied.

But you sent me a message through your serial novel telling me to get revenge on this world.

Put down that gun first.

I knew right away that it was for me. You were telling my story.

You are sending me a message through your serial novel.

That's why I got rid of everything like you said.

G-got rid? Of what?

The people who used to hurt me.

You... are you saying you committed murder after reading my novel?

You said to.

Are you crazy?

But why did you write the ending like that?

Why do I have to die? I only got rid of the trash like you said.

That novel is not about you!

Don't lie! That is something that I told you.

I did as you told me so why do I have to die?

You ruined me! Your novel ruined my life!

Aish!

♫ I'm walking all night long in mysteries ♫

Don't be ridiculous. There's no idiot who gets his life ruined because of a novel.

The person who ruined your life is you.

♫ It is life ♫

Didn't you say she was a rising star in the Olympics?

Which event was it?

Didn't I mention it? Shooting.

Shooting? But why did she quit? Was it an injury?

No. She said she keeps on seeing strange images whenever she holds a gun.

What kind?

Past life.

In her past life, she's holding a gun and killing someone.

Even before that happened, she's been called a legend.

The Legendary Sniper.

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Perhaps, did you learn to shoot?

A very very long time ago. When we become closer, I will let you know.

She reminds me of "Misery," so she gives me the creeps!

Reporter Song just detonated a bomb.

I warned you before, we needed to shut that woman's mouth first!

Just what makes you so special? One day you will hit a wall, too!

I said I would write it!

You know the ghostwriter that I talked to you about?

♫ Having fade away ♫

What is this? Am I going crazy?

Did I truly go crazy?

I can't die like this.

♬ If our hands didn't get to hold ♬