Chapter 217 – Promotion Match (1)
“Suhyun-san.”
“It makes sense.”
“I heard you went to a motel with Misaki the other day.”
“I heard you.”
“Yes. I went to a motel, but I heard that you were kicked out because you didn’t have your ID.”
“Yes. It was.”
“So I heard that Hayeon called and went with her.”
“That’s right. It was.”
“I could have gone at that time.”
“…Is that so? I couldn’t call because I was afraid he was at work. You can’t talk on the phone inside the gate.”
When entering the gate, it was customary to turn off the cell phone or leave it with the gate team. Ichie nodded and said.
“It would be nice if you could call me though. I couldn’t do it because I was afraid that it would cause a big problem if I called during the infiltration mission, but the superintendent. I went to a motel with a woman.”
“It was an undercover mission.”
“Hayeon unnie told me everything about having sex.”
“I see.”
It wasn’t something she had to hide, but when she said she said everything, Seong Ha-yeon’s face came to mind. Ichie said, patting my chest with his hand.
“You have sex with me on your next stealth mission.”
“It makes sense. Stealth missions are not sex.”
“In movies, if you sneak in, you have sex.”
It’s always been like that in spy movies. A handsome male spy chooses a villainous woman and seduces her with her body to reveal information. Ichie: Does he want to play the role of the villain’s charmer? I stroked her hair once and then put her fingers on her pad.
The music I had been playing turned off, so it was time to listen to something else. Today, senior Yoo-jeong was on gate duty and Ha-yeon Seong was doing office work at the guild, so Ichi and I were in our own room. Ichie said after watching me spin the v-tube around.
“Supremacy. Then, do you have anything to do for the time being?”
“There is nothing to do other than going to and from the gate. In a sense. What’s wrong?”
I stroked Ichie’s hair once. Looking out the window, the sun was still shining brightly on the roof of my room. The time is 1:00 PM. It was the right time to go out for a walk. Ichie pointed to the window and said, as if thinking the same thing as me.
“Let’s go out to play.”
“Play… Shall we go out? Where are you going?”
“I just go for a walk. Looking around the neighborhood. I want to look around Suhyeonsang’s neighborhood.”
“Maybe?”
There was nothing interesting in V-Tube either. I accepted Ichie’s offer and decided to leave. Ichie draped a loose coat over her comfy attire, and since I knew she wasn’t looking for a formal date, I also only put on a sloppy coat. The two of us walked the streets, dragging our slippers like retired hunters out to drink in old age.
A stray cat was whimpering on a telephone pole in the neighborhood. Ichie waved her hand at the cat once and said.
“Supremacy. Cats are cute.”
All I could see was a monster crying loudly near my room every night. The cat living in the alley is like a plague god that causes incurable diseases, so everyone hated it. But I didn’t bother to show her that feeling.
“Iknow, right. So cute. To the point where I want to bite it.”
Ichie glanced at me at those words and said:
“Soo Hyun-sang, I’m cute…”
“Of course Ichie is cute.”
Ichie looked a bit taken aback when I answered before the question was finished, but I hugged her head and kissed her cheeks. Ichie and the cat were incomparable beings.
Ichie opened her eyes wide and smiled broadly, lowering her head and burying her face in my chest. We walked forward, clinging to each other like a Gustav Klimt piece. The cat picked up food that had fallen on the floor, and when we came closer, it widened its eyes and took a backward step. I wrapped my arms around Ichie, whose face was still buried in my collar, and threatened with a nod of my head. The cat cried out strangely and disappeared somewhere.
Ichie turned her head, she said.
“Is the cat gone?”
“I must have been scared because we were walking in strange positions.”
Ichie smiled at my words. We started walking down the alley again. There was an apartment complex a little far from the one-room village. The outer wall of this building, which boasts a fairly wide square footage and high floor count, was meticulously painted with white paint, as if hinting at the price of their house.
We peeked at the scenery beyond the wall as we walked along the brick wall separating the apartment and the road. There was a playground there. A few children were running around, and the parents of the children were having a meeting and laughing happily. Ichie’s eyes sparkled when he saw the slides and swings in the playground, as well as the iron bars and the spinning rides.
I told her
“Shall we go?”
“Can I go?”
“Well. I never went in, so I don’t know.”
It was because I was too busy to stop by the playground. There were some things I didn’t bother going to because the playground itself was a place that cast a distrustful look at adult men and students in school uniform. I took Ichie and her hand and looked around.
It was an act I did because I wanted to talk to the security office and go in, but when I looked closely, the playground was built in a public park in front of the apartment, not inside the apartment. The brick wall was exquisitely connected, so it looked like an apartment facility, but it was not an apartment facility.
So we held hands and entered the playground confidently. When two adults in sweats suddenly entered, the parents widened their eyes, looked at us, and smiled and pretended to know.
“Hello.”
“Ah yes. Hello.”
“Looks like a young couple is on a date. Do you two live together?”
“No. We live separately, but since it was a holiday, we went out together like this.”
“Oh, I see.”
At my answer, the housewives showed a strong reaction by nodding their heads or clapping their hands like a variety show audience. Ichie put one of her hands around my arm and she said:
“We will live together soon.”
“Oh my gosh.”
“Uhhhhh…”
The housewives were startled by Ichie’s bold statement and began to laugh. Ichie looked at me with a proud expression, and I also stroked Ichie’s hair once.
The housewife saw our friendly appearance and asked.
“By the way, what kind of work are they doing, walking around like this at this hour?”
“I’m a Hunter.”
“Two people?”
“Yes. Today is my day off, so we went out together like this.”
After I said that, Ichie even explained the next plan.
“I’ll eat something delicious later.”
Apparently, Ichie’s plans for today included eating out. I agreed with her, and each time the two of us spoke, the smiles on the faces of the housewives grew wider and wider.
“Oh yes, yes.”
In front of the housewives, children were fighting with swords and spears. A toy plastic knife swung once in the air, and it bleeped.
“Die!”
Then the child on the other side shook her head and shouted as she slashed the opponent’s weapon with the knife she was holding.
“Don’t die! I am the Adah Bomber!”
“Hey!”
The child’s mother was startled, and she laughed awkwardly as she hugged the child tightly. And so she said.
“Where did you learn to say that? Uh?”
The child abruptly dragged herself away, she said with her puzzled look on her face. The little girl who had lost her playmate hovered around the floor wriggling with her knife, and Ichie, trying to hold back her laughter, turned her head and started counting the floors from the roof of the apartment. I just smiled awkwardly and looked at people.
“On TV…”
“You can’t just copy what you learned on TV. Okay?”
“Yes.”
“Understand? Well, then go back and play. I’m going to talk to my mom’s friends.”
“Yes.”
As the child ran again, she lost her playmate and even the face of her friend, who stood there like a buggy NPC, came to life. The two of them, no matter who came first, raised their swords and swung them around. The housewife said with an awkward smile.
“Oops, I’m sorry. He’s interested in the news and stuff, so watching this and that, he must have learned some strange words.”
“Oops, what’s wrong with the kid? Min-chul’s mother It’s the fault of the person who gave the nickname strangely. Uh, what was her name? Was it Jung Soo-hyun?”
“That’s right. That’s right.”
Is this what a cushion of thorns feels like? Ichie rolled her eyes, glanced at me, and poked her in the side. I laughed and chided the housewives.
“Ugh, I will. Why do you use that nickname?”
“I mean. Didn’t you say you live nearby?”
“Okay, I heard that too. I live around here and I’m pretty handsome…”
The housewives stopped talking and looked at me. I could see that the conversation ended here. The housewives looked at each other with their mouths shut, as if suddenly under anesthesia, and then began to laugh again. Laughing like robots ordered to laugh, they nodded and said without smiling.
“Oh, look at my mind. Then I have work, so I’ll go.”
“Me too. I forgot to bring daddy home.”
“Dukyoung! Let’s go home!”
People slipped away like the ebb tide. The children asked why they had to go home all of a sudden and looked puzzled, and the housewives did not stop laughing as they left. After a little distance, the housewives stopped laughing and glanced back at me.
After standing for a while, we were the only ones left in the playground. Ichie patted me on the shoulder and sat down on the swing. Then he moved his legs and spoke to me.
“Soo Hyun-sang. Push me.”
