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"How did you end up getting this result?" Shinho gaped.

"Hee hee," Jina winked at him but Shinho poked her on the forehead.

"Ow! What was that for?"

"How does someone get this math wrong?" He scolded her. "All you had to do was add 800 and 199! It's 999, not 8000!"

Jina pouted, rubbing her forehead. "I'm not good at maths," she simply said.

"Your father is great at it!" Shinho exclaimed. "I saw him doing complex maths without a calculator!"

"Yes, but I also inherited my mother's genes!" Jina said with pride. "We're very bad at math. In fact, the reason why my mom became a cop was so that she wouldn't need to do maths for the rest of her life. She just catches bad guys and puts them in jail!"

"That's not a good thing!"

Shinho had been trying to teach her basic math for the past two hours. As promised, she takes him to school with her. No one could see him so he was learning all the things he missed out on. He was shocked to know that Jina was the top student of her class but barely managed to pass maths. Everything else was a cinch for her but she hated doing math with a passion.

"It is what it is," Jina nodded. "People inherit money from their parents. I inherited dead people and an aversion to maths from mine."

Shinho groaned and poked her forehead again. "Concentrate!" he snapped at her.

Jina puffed up her cheeks and tried to do more math but became bored of it within seconds.

"Let's play," she said.

"No."

"Oh come on!"

"No."

Jina doodled on her book, feeling sleepy already while Shinho was studying with concentration. What was he studying for anyway? Jina wondered.

She tore off a little bit of paper from her notebook and crumbled it into a ball before flicking it at Shinho.

"Hey!" he frowned but Jina giggled. She threw another paper ball at him. Shinho was now very annoyed. Then an idea came to him.

Jina was about to throw another paper ball at him when he vanished in thin air in a snap. She blinked and was looking for him when he popped out of nowhere and startled her.

"Boo!" he exclaimed, making Jina yelp.

"Don't do that!" she scolded him but he vanished again.

"Boo!"

"AHHH!"

This time, Jina fell from the chair, landing on her arm. She winced in pain and began to cry.

"Owwww!" she cried. "It hurts!"

Shinho was alarmed and immediately rushed to her side. She was crying hard and it seemed that she hurt her arm.

"Does it hurt?" he asked. "Where does it hurt? Lemme see!"

"Here…" Jina mumbled, extending her arm so that he could take a look at it. Shinho was about to check her injury when she suddenly jabbed him on the forehead.

"Hey!" he frowned in annoyance but Jina let out a musical laughter which made him blush. Her pearly teeth were shining, making her look cuter than usual. He blushed a little, looking away and groaning.

"Serves you right!" she claimed, sticking out her tongue. Shinho pretended to be annoyed a little but then he, too, broke into a fit of laughter. He picked up one of the paper balls and threw it at her. Jina retaliated by throwing another ball at him and soon, it turned into a playful fight with the children giggling and having fun.

Outside, Minho was walking by when he heard Jina's giggles coming from within her room. He knew that she had grown attached to Shinho in a small amount of time and he was happy to see that his daughter had a friend she could turn to.

But…

"What's wrong?"

Gayoon's voice came from behind him.

"I'm wondering what'll happen when Shinho leaves after his wish is fulfilled," Minho admitted. "Jina grew too close to him. Will she be alright?"

Gayoon sighed and patted his shoulder. "It'll affect her, no doubt," she admitted. "But if a day comes when he'll want to leave, no one can do anything. We're so close to catching Kang Danny as well…"

The Hwang's had already managed to connect with the Kang's and even invited them a few days ago for dinner. From their interaction, it was obvious that the Kang's were not a close knit couple. Danny's wife, Kim Doyoung, was nice and a genuinely kind person but she could not do anything to confront her domineering husband. Their son, Siwan, was probably mentally tortured by Danny as well. At a young age, the boy was forced to be groomed to become the family's heir and become a doctor against his will. He was just ten years old and yet, he was arrogant to the core but afraid of his father. It was a twisted family.

"And we also found out that Kang Danny has been illegally harvesting organs from his patients," Gayoon revealed. "Some of them died. The sack in which Shinho's body was found had his hospital's logo on it. And Shinho's mother was a former nurse at that hospital. After she became pregnant, Danny wanted her to get an abortion but she ran away along with a file containing his dirty secrets."

Minho nodded. There was no doubt that they were closing in on Kang Danny and when they would catch him, he was going to be punished.

What he regretted the most was that he could not help Shinho.

"If only I had followed through on my hunch and searched for Shinho at the mall that day," he said in a regretful tone.

"It was just not meant to be," Gayoon consoled him. "Not everyone can be saved. If death marks someone, it's impossible to save them. All we can do is make sure that they rest in peace."

"I just hope all this will be over soon and he can find peace," Minho said. "A young boy all alone in the world in that state...I don't want to know what he's gonna feel after a while."

"What do you mean?" Gayoon asked.

"No one wants to live in that half existence," he said. "No one. It's not a pleasant feeling to see other people grow up and move on while you're stuck in the same loop. It's not pleasant in the World of the Dead and it's not pleasant here either."

The laughter of the children echoed through the room, making them feel morose.