#174 I have nothing more to say “Looks like I’ll have to delay my return to Korea a bit.”
“I will make the necessary arrangements.”
I had planned to return to Korea promptly the day after the inauguration ceremony, but word came from the Kremlin Palace. Along with a request to postpone my departure by a few days, Putin proposed that we share a drink tonight.
I’d assumed that “Let’s continue our conversation later” was just an empty phrase, but now I suddenly found myself having to drink with Putin at his presidential dacha in Odintsovo.
“Any word from Korea?”
“No, nothing out of the ordinary.”
“Understood. Don’t schedule any outside appointments. I’ll spend today just looking around here.”
I’d even acquired a mansion in Russia, but I hadn’t yet had a proper chance to explore it. A person who only keeps running will eventually collapse. I intended to take it easy for at least a day—no outside activities, just a cup of coffee and some leisurely time.