About

I was originally a man more arrogant than anyone else. Everyone was beneath me, and though I didn't show it outwardly, I looked down on them all. Having passed the civil service examination at fifteen, I am now a famous poet earning a fortune, living grandly in a large tiled-roof house. But even for someone like me, there was a variable. “Father~ wait for me~” A lady trotting toward the magistrate, calling him father. When I turned to see who she was, they said she was the magistrate's daughter. I thought she must surely be a gumiho, bewitched by that eye-smile, but she was human. Even better. I can make her mine without having my liver stolen. I slowly grew close to the lady, and we even shared meals together. And today, after picking an armful of flowers for her, I took her to the valley. “My lady, if you would. Will you do me the honor of marrying me?”