Nilu
Stories
8
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950
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1.6 M
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The shock lasted for a long time. When Secretary Hong, standing by his side, cleared his throat, Yeorok seemed to come back to his senses. He let go of Eunho and stepped back. His empty hand brushed slowly down his own jawline. His surprised look disappeared, and his disordered posture straightened. Then Yeorok spoke in a calm tone. “You said you are twenty four this year, correct?” “Yes.” “Your parents’ names are Sim Minseok and Jang Eunju, correct?” “Yes. That is right,…- 238.1 K • Completed
- After that, Sim Eunho’s daily life continued without much change. The only thing different was that whenever he came home from work, a paper bag of delivered food was placed in front of his door. The meal was always warm, as if it had been timed to arrive with his return. The menu was mostly Korean food, with restaurant names he had never seen in the neighborhood. Of course, there was never anyone there, only the food left behind. But it was obvious it came from Haegang. He was not used to…
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- He spoke without any greeting. “You lived in a place like this.” “Why did you come here?” “You must have had enough time to think.” “……” For some reason he started to feel angry. Now even that person was coming to find him. Eunho rubbed his face and he moved his feet again. “Go back. I will not do that job.” “Why not?” “Do I have to give you a reason too? I just don’t want to do it.” His voice was harsher than usual. He had already decided to…
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- The green glass bottle tilted up high. Right after, Eunho’s throat moved up and down. He had found the soju in the fridge. He had no memory of buying it himself, so it must have been liquor Mr. Oh left behind. Shameless. He didn’t know why he had kept it instead of throwing it away. The first time he put soju to his lips it tasted filthy. Every time he swallowed a sip his shoulders shivered. Why would anyone pay money to drink this? But the more he drank, the more his head blurred, and it was…
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- The room fell silent. The only sound was Eunho’s uneven breathing. He barely pushed himself up from the floor and looked at the horror before his eyes. Mr. Oh still had his eyes open, but his pupils had lost focus. “Huu, huuh.” Eunho clutched his chest and inhaled a harsh breath. His lungs hurt as if they had collapsed, hit earlier by the military boots. But that was not what mattered now. He dreadfully crawled toward Mr. Oh. He did not want to touch him, but he had no choice. His…
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- “Isn’t this the loan shark who tormented you, Sim Eunho-ssi?” “……” “Shall I handle him for you?” “How…” Eunho’s anxious eyes desperately searched Yeorok. His head was too muddled to immediately grasp the meaning of “handle”. “I cannot bring the dead back to life. But I can clean things up.” “……” “And you must have called me here because you wanted that.” “…Yes.” “You understand there will be a price. I will charge you…
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- Yeorok spread ointment on the wounded spots. It was clumsy, but more careful than necessary. Eunho clenched his itching hands into fists and lowered his gaze. Choi Yeorok’s face was too close, leaving him no place to rest his eyes. “I just got word… Aren’t you curious how the cleanup is going?” It was about Mr. Oh. Eunho’s eyes widened. As soon as their gazes met, Yeorok tore open a bandage with a faint smile. The peach-colored strip stuck right onto Eunho’s cheekbone. “2012…
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- The clock hands were already pointing at 7 in the morning. The two of them moved from Opo to Yeorok’s main residence and had another time to talk. Because too many things had happened in just one night, Eunho’s eyes looked somewhat blank. His face looked not only tired but also a little absentminded, and Yeorok laughed when he saw him. He was leaning on the sofa, and was writing something intently. “Are you sleepy?” “…Yes, a little.” “Try to stay awake for a bit. This is the…
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- After Eunho finished washing his face simply and came out, he faced a lavish breakfast table. The smell of freshly baked bread made his hungry stomach stir. The buttery scent that came with every breath was almost overwhelming. The neatly arranged coffee cup and plate were the most luxurious tableware Eunho had ever seen in his life. “Shall we talk a little while eating?” Yeorok, who had already taken his seat, naturally offered coffee. Eunho gave a short bow and brought his cup to his lips. The…
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- “Sim Eunho-ssi is kind.” Seo Taehwa said it while swallowing his coffee. The wide study was filled with the deep aroma of the coffee he drank. Yeorok was flipping through a book in front of the bookshelf and only half-listened. “He is kind. Too kind, it makes me worry.” “Anyone can tell he will listen well. His sincerity shows.” After speaking without hesitation, Seo Taehwa gave a faint bitter smile. “It hurts me that we have to make someone like that do things he shouldn’t…
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