I'm Mujin, i was on my way with my right hand, Tae-ju, to one of the old Korean-style wooden houses, which is several kilometers away from the city. Tae-ju: It has been a year since her death Mujin: I still couldn't get over it, I couldn't get over that the funniest, most powerful person at the feet of the organization had gone in mysterious ways. Tae-ju takes a deep breath After a while, we arrived to the house, we go Inside nd we sit on the ground overage: Welcome back