Hotel Del Luna (호텔 델루나)

It's a little kid.

It seems like...

her parents already crossed the Sanzu River.

How did this little girl manage to stay alive for so long?

I came to take her,

but I was also startled to see that she was still alive.

This little girl is trying so hard to stay alive.

Why don't you take a step back?

But she won't be able to last for too long.

You never know...

what might happen in that short amount of time.

Father, I see something over there.

What?

My gosh.

Hey, they're filthy. Don't touch anything.

They're dead.

They must be from Goguryeo.

They were probably wandering around after their country collapsed...

and ended up dying a futile death.

Let me see.

Let's take the wagon.

Thank you for the wagon. My goodness.

She moved.

Can you see me?

You're alive.

Don't be sad.

I'm sure your parents went to the Guest House of the Moon.

I heard it from a granny who sells medicine.

There's a place called the Guest House of the Moon...

somewhere in the wilderness.

It's where dead people go...

to get some rest before they leave for the afterlife.

What's your name?

Man Weol.

The moon.

Your name means "full moon".

It's pretty.

Do you think...

we could've met in our past lives?

I'm from 1,300 years ago.

I wonder how we came to meet.

Sometimes, it takes 1,300 years...

for two people to meet each other.

It takes a very long time for us to be able to see...

the light coming from the stars.

The Orion Nebula is 1,300 light years away from Earth.

That means it takes 1,300 years...

for us to be able to see it with our own eyes.

Really?

Where is it right now?

You can only see it during winter, so you can't see it right now.

Winter?

Starting from the next full moon,

the energy of the moon will be withdrawn from this place.

From now on, you won't be getting any new guests.

I guess you're telling me to close it down.

Your Guest House of the Moon...

will only exist...

up until the next full moon.

It's a pity that we can only see it...

in winter.

Chan Seong, is there a star we can see right now...

instead of the Orion Nebula?

Well...

I'm not sure. I'm not very good with astronomy.

So I can't answer that question.

You dumb Harvard graduate.

You could've just pointed...

at any one of those stars in the sky.

Do you think I would've corrected you if you were wrong?

I would've just acted like I was impressed.

Shall I, then?

Let's see. I should pick a beautiful, shining one...

so that you'll like it.

Forget it. It's too late.

There really is one more.

Another star you can see after living through 1,300 years.

Me, Ku Chan Seong.

I told you that I'm your dazzling star.

All right. You're all I need.

I don't care about the star that I can only see in winter.

I'll be happy as long as I can see you.

Look at you, Chan Seong. You shine so brightly.

I'm totally dazzled by you.

Look at you, Man Weol.

You're looking so bright like the full moon.

"The full moon"?

Actually, I'll call you my lucky charm.

You deserve the nickname as you've gotten much nicer.

Didn't you call me "Pork Rice Soup" once?

You said you'd happily be reincarnated as chicken noodle soup.

What if that actually happens?

It's okay. I'll be the side salad that goes with it.

Really?

Seriously? - Yes.

You really mean it, right? - Yes.

You said you'd be the side salad. You promised me.

Yes, I'll really be the side salad for you.

Did Mr. Kim go somewhere?

He went out after chatting with those guests.

Yes.

Where did he go?

My new novel will be released.

It's about a salacious scholar, Kim Si Ik...

whose appointment got canceled though he passed the state exam.

I should just leave before I must face...

such humiliation. I should really leave.

We have to say goodbye to each other when we leave.

Promise me you won't leave without saying anything.

Gosh.

Oh, dear.

Ms. Jang, I can't find Mr. Kim anywhere.

He's probably with Hyun Joong.

No, he's not.

I couldn't find him anywhere in the hotel.

Maybe he stepped out.

He rarely leaves the hotel.

Even when he does, he never leaves alone.

He still sounds like a man living in the Joseon era, you know.

Apparently, he left the bar...

looking all worried in the middle of chatting with some guests...

about a scholar who aced the state exam.

A scholar who aced the state exam?

You know about his situation, right?

By any chance, was his name...

Kim Si Ik when he was alive?

Who is the guest that spoke ill...

of Mr. Kim?

I was telling him that I died before I could publish...

the book I wrote about the scholar, Kim Si Ik.

And the novel mocks Kim Si Ik, doesn't it?

It's a fiction I wrote based on thorough research.

So that novel will actually be released?

I sent the manuscript to my publisher.

They'll publish it as my posthumous work.

Who is this stupid publisher?

And how many people have read this?

I still write in longhand,

so there's only one manuscript.

I'm sure the editor-in-chief is the only one who's read it.

I must find this publisher.

His handwriting is still so bad.

Gosh, my eyes hurt.

Is the air conditioner on?

I am not a salacious scholar.

This isn't fair.

First, bribe him to buy the manuscript off him.

Offer him all the money from selling the horses. He'll accept it.

But I'm worried Mr. Kim might cause trouble before we do that.

If he does anything to harm humans,

the Grim Reaper won't let it slide.

Mr. Kim is like a crane.

Have you seen a crane attacking humans?

He can't harm anyone.

Still, he's been holding a grudge for 500 years.

Cranes make sure their feathers stay...

as white as snow even when they're standing in mud.

Mr. Kim waited for 500 years...

to clear his name.

I'm Kim Si Ik. I am not salacious.

I scared him too much.

I just want to make sure the book won't be published.

Should I have gone easy on him?

Sir!

What's wrong?

I saw a ghost.

Sorry? - A ghost?

I just saw Kim Si Ik, who is dead.

Hold on. - You saw his ghost?

It means the book will be a hit! - We will hit the jackpot!

My gosh, sir!

I was really scared. - What a lucky dream!

It wasn't a dream. I really saw him, you fool!

Are we celebrating tonight? - A team dinner will be nice!

Guys, how about sushi? - My gosh.

Mr. Kim.

Mr. Ku, Ms. Jang. You knew I'd be here?

Look at yourself.

Let's go back to the hotel first.

I cannot go back to the hotel for I am too humiliated.

I'll just take the bus here and head to the afterlife.

Mr. Kim, why are you being like this?

You're the ace of our hotel, and you're like a dignified crane.

Cranes do not drop their heads.

Hold your head high.

I'll get the manuscript from the publisher no matter what.

Mr. Ku...

You're refusing to return to the hotel,

so you should stay in Chan Seong's room.

Thank you, Mr. Ku.

Only the editor-in-chief has read this,

and he didn't even finish it.

I went through hoops to persuade him because the author is very famous.

How did you persuade him?

I told him that Kim Si Ik is my ancestor.

Chan Seong lied to him that he's your descendant,

and I spent a fortune to buy it off him.

Thank you so much.

"Salacious Scholar, Kim Si Ik"?

I suppose I'll never be able to clear my name.