“No way…”

Could she be referring to that absurd plan she mentioned? Hunting while she lounges in a villa, and me… being assaulted?

…

No matter how much I think about it, there’s nothing else that could be considered a “promise” between Go Min-ji and me.

But calling that a promise? It wasn’t. It was more of a casual exchange, like:

“I do this kind of stuff sometimes. Want to come along?”
“Sure.”

It was as meaningless as saying, “Let’s grab lunch sometime.”

But now she’s holding me to it.

“Well, she did mention ‘promises’ before…”

Do I really …