September 10, 2001
The homeroom teacher was stunned. She cleared her throat for a moment, and then replied, "Well, they should be all dead, right? Humans are not herbivores." Kwon Jeong-pil did not like what he heard. "… I heard that the soldiers ate grass. Why did they starve to death even when they ate grass?" She glossed over his absurd question. "…Hey, I'll answer that question later, so could you please focus on your class?" Kwon glanced at the parents who were whispering around him and those who came to adopt children, sitting down nervously.
"Ah-hahaha...The kids have a lot of imagination, they can ask some stupid questions. Now, let's proceed with the class..." Then, one of the adoptees raised his hand. The homeroom teacher was embarrassed, but once again, she quelled the confusion in a professional manner. "As much as I'd like to take the questions from the adults right now, we have to take them after class. Well, shall we move on?" That day's class was messed up. After class, the teacher went to the bathroom without taking any questions from adults. Kwon yawned. Go Ah-young looked a little troubled.."Jeong-pil, if you keep doing this, the kids will hate you. What's wrong with you..."
Then, one of the adoptees came towards them. The man was a tall, bespectacled gentleman who just raised his hands a few minutes ago. Kwon glanced at him, and then turning his head towards him. The man stood in front of Kwon and offered his hand. "…Hello? My name is Gamagogi. Nice to meet you."
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Gamamusa walked down the street looking at the old cityscape of Matsue. His eyes felt fresh with the scenery of the city. "… Long time no see, I'm going to my school for the first time in forever..." He went to the site of the Joseon School. It was now empty due to the declining population caused by the low birth rate. Most of the Joseon schools had already moved to large cities, and there were not many in Shimane Prefecture. Leaving his regret behind, Gamamusa moved to the nursery where he lived this time.
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A few minutes later, Gamamusa, who was walking down the street, watched the nursery from a distance. Now it has been redeveloped where the apartment are located. Lost in memories, he went to the train station and stood in front of a vending machine that sells train tickets. , Gamamusa thought for a moment and then bought a train ticket to Hiroshima. He went inside the train and looked out the window. "Well, this is my first time going to my father's house. I'm nervous."
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Looking up at Gamagogi, Kwon had one question for him. ".. What was it that you were going to ask the teacher?" Gamagogi smiled warmly. "… well, it's the same as you. I wanted to ask her why the soldiers died of hunger even after eating the grass." Gamagogi took out his business card and held it out. The card read: Professor of Kim Il-sung University in Pyongyang. "… I work in the department of food and nutrition, teaching how to cook. These days, I'm learning medical study to see how food affects the human body, and I'm also interested in brain science."
Kwon looked up at him with interesting eyes. "…So, your kind of like a general scientist, right?" Gamagogi nodded to Kwon's cute question. He looked down at Kwon and answered him, "… Of course. I know many things. I know food science, medical science, and brain science. A professor is a difficult job, by the way." Gamagogi patted Kwon on the head. "You are such a curious kid. Do you want to come into my house as my son? If you come to my house, I will answer your questions every day."
Kwon smiled faintly at his words. Go Ah-young bent her head at his expression. She quietly went towards the bathroom. Kwon glanced at Go Ah-young, and then turned to Gamagogi again. "But what will you call my name? Since your last name is 'Gama,' do I take over the surname, too?" Gamagogi nodded with a smile. "Yes, and… I already thought of a name for you. I will give you the name, 'Musa(warrior)' to fight well and overcome any obstacles."