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... to be far.
The mountain behind our school was famous for being rugged, and defensive positions and engine formations were set up here and there, so no one could enter in the first place. The only people in this deserted place were my father and I.
‘Oh, there must be three.’
My father’s bodyguard, Hwi, must be following me somewhere in hiding.
I called him Uncle Hwi. I saw it often when I was young, but as I got older, I had less opportunity to see it. Hwi is a rec ...
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