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Choi Yeorok poured the liquor with a blank face. The glass, without any ice, was filled halfway with whiskey the color of honey. His hand as he passed the glass was just as indifferent. Eunho wrapped his hand around his share of the glass. He inhaled it, and the liquor gave off the smell of burning wood. He thought it might be alright, so he tested a small sip while watching Yeorok’s reaction. From the moment the liquor went down his throat, his esophagus felt like it was burning, and the strong…- 258.7 K • Completed
- Yeorok pushed his phone into his jacket pocket and laughed. It looked like someone was desperate to avoid meeting him, but that was impossible. His gaze that had swept the floor turned forward again. The smile was gone from his face, leaving only a blank expression. The hotel ballroom overlooking the Han River was full of upper-class guests in dresses and tuxedos. Parties like this that might be held yesterday, today, and maybe tomorrow too, were nothing but dull. But for Yeorok, parties were just…
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- Eunho lifted his pale, ashen face. "Hyung… How did I get here?" "Don't you remember? Hong Namyeong carried you here. How much did you drink to pass out like that?" Such a terrible thing… When exactly had he gotten drunk? The fact that he couldn't gauge it at all was even more terrifying. Eunho clutched his throbbing head in agony before collapsing onto the bed. Even just breathing made him feel like his insides were churning. Covering his mouth in discomfort, Eunho could no longer hold…
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- Judging from Sim Eunho’s usually gentle nature, Yeorok had thought that even if he got drunk he would not act badly. But this was unexpected, so Yeorok rested his chin on his hand and was lost into thought. “Namyeong-ah, since when did he start acting odd like this?” “I don’t know either.” Secretary Hong, who was sitting with them, shook his head. Even though he had watched with his eyes wide open, Sim Eunho was completely drunk. Yet he showed no signs of drunkenness. Even now, his…
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- Eunho hesitated for a moment and looked around. His eyes turned automatically to Secretary Hong, but he had already gotten into the car alone. He heard the sound of the car door shutting. He had no choice but to follow Choi Yeorok. He wanted to take the back seat, but he could not possibly treat Yeorok like a driver. Eunho opened the passenger door and sighed. “You are showing too clearly that you dislike it.” “…No, I don’t dislike it.” Contrary to his words, he was so conscious…
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- Yeorok laughed hollowly. Well, it was true. Since he had no one precious to him, keeping death anniversaries could only be bothersome. It was hard to scold a close aide who only said the right thing. He straightened his back and turned the chair to its original position. He considered the schedule for next week. Even though he had already made a decision, he furrowed his eyebrows, showing he was not fully willing. “Coordinate with the person in charge and secure as much time as…
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- The voice that brushed past his ear made Eunho’s back twitch. He felt the warmth of another person through their touching upper bodies. Far from relaxing, his body stiffened harder than before, but Yeorok ignored it and corrected Eunho’s hand. He turned his wrist, corrected the angle of his palm, and adjusted the position of each finger one by one. It was like fixing the posture of a doll. He was so meticulous in adjusting Eunho’s posture that he seemed not to notice their bodies pressing…
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- Eunho always carried a tablet PC wherever he went. Even now, he was eating while watching a video on the pad. Until now he had focused only on using his left hand, but from now on he also had to imitate Choi Yoonho’s behavior. The video was like a textbook to him. He ate following Choi Yoonho in the video, even matching the pace of his chewing. When the man on the screen pushed his plate away, Eunho did the same, and when he leaned his back at an angle, Eunho’s posture tilted too. -Ah, no…
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- The workers’ diner at lunchtime was no different from a construction site. The shabby plastic tables and chairs lined up in rows were packed with customers. It was not famous for its food, but since it was the only place in the area that served set meals, there was no choice. Workers covered in dust busied themselves with rice and soup to fill their hunger. The menu changed daily, but the taste was always the same. They complained that they were tired of it, that the soup was bland. Meanwhile,…
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- “Huh?” Eunho lifted his eyes, which had only been fixed on the floor, to look at him. Yeorok swirled his wine glass and showed a picture-like smile. “I think I can make the time.” “…Does that mean the Chairman will teach me?” “You said you felt neglected and upset, didn’t you?” Eunho couldn’t bring himself to speak, only moving his lips soundlessly. It was impossible that just a few sips of wine had made him drunk, yet he still could not grasp the…
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