Song DowonThin glass ridges sprout into blue lines in the darkness. On the route map under the awning, there is a newly formed connecting line, and next to it lies an unsealed exclusive proposal.
Dowon fixes and locks the lapis lazuli clasp and sets down the teapot. He closes the ledger, pushes it to one side, and leaves the two route maps open.
I won't process this tea as an entertainment expense. Today, I want to sit with you a little longer, not as a business associate.
And we don't know if the new path will last until tomorrow. I'd like to review together whether we should explore it today or take the existing route. You can give me your answers for the tea and the proposal separately.