This chapter is dedicated to BlueEyePhantom. Thank you for being a faithful reader :)
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The night sky was undeniably bright with the moon illuminating the entire universe. The cold wind blew softly, ruffling his hair and shirt as he stared at the cottage down the hill, far from the busy city of Seoul.
The cottage was modest in size, a traditional Korean house which get a lot of visitor during the holiday. The visitor ranks from every ages, foreigners or locals, either to visit the old cottage or to pray at the shrine, that was located far to the left from where the main building was.
As knowing that he arrived, the front door opened, there wasn't anyone who peeked nor walked outside. But Seungri wasn't shocked. He knew he was expected to come.
He exhaled loudly and teleported himself to the front door. He peered inside. The room that served as the Living room was modernized, much to Seungri's surprise, he never thought the people who lived there was a fan of modern Korean culture.
He walked in.
The aroma was also different. Gone was the old musky smell that tainted the place, instead it was replaced by a sweet lavender smell. The television was turned on, with an actor he known as Lee Kwang Soo running across the big screen, Yoo Jae Suk close on his heels. A smile formed on Seungri's lips. He was in the variety show before and those guys were really funny, especially that tall guy.
Suddenly a foreign smell filled Seungri's nostrils and he turned around. A girl who was holding a hand towel in which it seemed like she used to dry her still wet hair, and a steaming mug of hot chocolate in her other hands walked out from the other room, the Kitchen. She stopped abruptly when she saw an intruder in her house but her shocked expression was turned into a happy one as she squealed loudly.
"Oh my gosh! You are Seungri from Big Bang!"
Seungri took a step back. He definitely forgot to cover up. He never thought a descendant would be this young so he didn't bother to even cover his face, and now he found a fan, but hopefully not a sasaeng.
"My gosh, Seungri oppa, I'm a big fan of yours!" the girl squealed again.
Seungri forced a smile. He didn't came all this way for this.
"Ne, kamsamnida." He replied politely, doing a little bow with his head.
"Can we take a picture? Oh my gosh, Yura will flip out if she knew you're here!" She hurriedly put down her mug and towel on the coffee table and pulled out her phone, probably calling her friend.
"Um, Miss.." Seungri started.
"Oh no, look at me. I'm sorry, I got a bit driven away. Its not usual that we get a celebrity visitor, let alone a world famous one," she giggled. "I'm Minah."
Seungri nodded slowly. "I'm sorry to disappoint you Miss Minah, but I'm here for an important reason, and I'm afraid I can't make it wait."
Minah pouted. "Well, you're here for that old woman right?" Seungri nodded. "I'll let you meet her, but you'll have to take a picture with me later. Deal?"
Seungri flashed his best smile. "Of course." and Minah jumped in delight.
"She's at the shrine. You can go oppa. I'll see you later!" She hugged him and turned to her TV show.
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