Chapter 49: CH 49

The downstairs was noisy with guests who had come since morning. When he asked who came, they said Kang Il-hyun’s older sister Kang Yoo-jung came. The inauguration ceremony was just a day away, and she said that she had stopped by to say hello to Zhang Yi An, who was about to go back home.

“Yi An. I’m going to miss you. Stay healthy.”

She hugged him tightly. She still had a nice scent. If he had to compare her to a flower, he would say she is a wildflower. His expression loosened and he smiled wildly, but Kang Il-hyun, who was sitting on the sofa over her shoulder, caught his eye. When Ja-kyung noticed Kang Il-hyun pretending to slit his neck while staring at him, he hurriedly pushed Kang Yoo-jung.

“Thank, thank you. Noona also takes care of your throat. No, I mean take care of your health.”

She smiled as she moved the corner of her mouth into a moved face when she heard the word “Noona.” Wouldn’t it be wonderful to have such a handsome and adorable younger brother? She has two younger brothers, one of whom is an old man with no blood or tears, and the other is a total mess.

She led Ja-kyung’s hand to the sofa and handed him a present. It was a small box, and the ribbon was beautifully decorated.

“Open it. I hope you like it.”

Ja-kyung unwrapped the ribbon and opened the package to find a wooden music box. It was designed in the shape of a merry-go-round and was the perfect gift for Ja-kyung, who likes cute things.

“Thank you. I really like it.”

“That’s a relief.”

Ja-kyung liked these things as a child because he had never had a proper toy. Perhaps this is similar to Kang Il-hyun’s obsession with nipples. He smiled because he was happy, and then his gaze met Kang Il-hyun’s, and he also smiled at him.

Kang Yoo-jung asked Kang Il-hyun with a puzzled face.

“Aren’t you going to work?”

“It’s Sunday.”

It was expected her to be mistaken because he wears a suit almost every day, even on holidays, just without a tie. Kang Yoo-jung kindly demonstrated how to use the music box. A clear and melodious sound was produced when the mainspring was turned. It was a well-known song, but Ja-kyung couldn’t recall the title. After he was laughing and chatting with Kang Yoo-jung, Kang Il-hyun, who was sitting in front of him, gave him a stern look and stood up to go into the bedroom.

After Kang Yoo-jung left, Ja-kyung went up to the second floor and grabbed his luggage. His load was cut in half after he threw away the clothes he couldn’t wear anymore. When he opened the drawer, he found a watch by Kang Seok-joo. He was insensitive and immature, but he wasn’t such a bad guy.

He took out his watch and placed it on the table, and as he was packing his belongings, he heard a knock. Kang Il-hyun entered through the open door. He walked over to the bed and sat down, looking down at Ja-kyung, who was sitting on the floor.

“Were you packing?”

Ja-kyung nodded.

“Yes. I’m almost done.”

“Are you going to leave immediately after work?”

“Maybe?”

“The remaining money.”

“You can send it to the place where you sent the advance payment. Even if you give it to me right now, I won’t be able to take it with me.”

That’s right. He didn’t understand why they were discussing it again, even though they had previously discussed it. Kang Il-hyun looked around and picked up a music box that was lying on the bed.

“You forgot this.”

Ah, Ja-kyung held out his hand for it. But Kang Il-hyun dropped it a little further away. Ja-kyung attempted to grab him, but it was too late. Thud. The music box fell to the floor, and Ja-kyung frowned. Il-hyun gave a smug smile.

“Oh, my. My hand slipped. I’m sorry.”

Ja-kyung picked up the music box. Il-hyun then said another sentence. He glared at Kang Il-hyun. To the very end.

“You should have taken it properly. Because it’s precious.”

He emphasized the words, ‘It’s precious.’ Ja-kyung thought there must be something going on because Il-hyun had been treating him well and acting like a gentleman for the past two days. The mainspring still makes a sound when he winds it up. Ja-kyung thought he could roughly attach the broken one.

Ja-kyung swallowed the curse and placed the music box in the bag. Il-hyun got out of bed and sat down on the floor. Then he fixed his gaze on Ja-kyung. Ja-kyung, who was packing his belongings, raised his head.

“What?”

Instead of responding, Il-hyun moved closer to his face. His eyes are really pretty. He will rot away if he dies. What a waste. He should have definitely kept him.

“I thought I’d miss you.”

His gaze was unusually tinged with emotion. Ja-kyung seemed to understand why he looked at him in that way. So, rather than asking more questions, he smiled vaguely and began packing his belongings. Kang Il-hyun didn’t leave the spot until Ja-kyung finished packing.

Ja-kyung awoke early in the morning, took a shower, and looked around the room where he was staying. He also wanted to know if there was anything he had forgotten, and despite the fact that it had only been about 20 days, he had a little sentimental attachment to it around that time. When he came out, Tae-soo was the first to come up to the living room.

“Please, give it to me. I’ll carry your bag.”

Park Tae-soo was aware that he was not Zhang Yi An, but he continued to treat him as such until the end. Ja-kyung went downstairs with his luggage bag with his help. He also said his farewell to the house chef and other employees. The house chef hugged him several times with a sad face, saying she was quite attached to him. It was warm and good in a different way from Kang Yoo-jung. He kept thinking about Wang Han’s grandmother, who had died, and his nose turned sour for no apparent reason.

“It would have been nice if the director was here, but today was the inauguration ceremony, so he left early in the morning.”

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“It’s okay. I said my goodbyes yesterday..”

He went outside after saying his goodbyes to them. Ja-kyung sat in the back seat while Park Tae-soo loaded the luggage into the trunk. He looked up at Kang Il-hyun’s house. Even though it seemed strange and like a prison when he first arrived, he has grown to like it. Ja-kyung stared out the window for a long time after Park Tae-soo turned the car and drove away.

Park Tae-soo didn’t say anything the entire time the car was moving. Come to think of it, he hadn’t seen him talk much during his stay here. The car drove for about 30 minutes before coming to a stop near the destination. Park Tae-soo got off, opened the back door, and took the luggage bag from the trunk.

Ja-kyung was handed the luggage bag and then he said his gratitude to Park Tae-soo.

“Thank you for all this time.”

Park Tae-soo simply bowed his head instead of answering.

“Go ahead. I’m going to meet a friend here.”

“All right.”

Ja-kyung walked to the black car parked in front of the convenience store with his luggage as Park Tae-soo got into the car and began driving away. Wang Lun showed his face as he lightly knocked on the driver’s side window. He opened the trunk and threw his luggage behind him.

Wang Lun blinked at the spot where Park Tae-soo’s car had disappeared a while ago.

“Is that person Kang Il-hyun?”

“No. That’s his secretary.”

“What time did you say the inauguration was?”

“11 o’clock.”

Wang Lun took out a new license plate from the back seat and replaced it with the new one. After finishing their work, the two hopped in their car and drove to Seoul. Wang Lun shook his head to loud music while traveling. Ja-kyung burst into laughter when he saw that the beat was completely off.

Ja-kyung wore a black hat and changed into a T-shirt. He also put a yellow vest on top of it. On the left chest of the vest, the name of the air conditioner company was written. After getting ready, he hung the employee card around his neck and looked out the window.

Wang Lun was annoyed when there was a traffic jam on the bridge.

“It’s rush hour, so there’s a traffic jam.”

While the car stopped for a moment, Ja-kyung took a small bag from his backpack and handed it to Wang Lun.

“Take it back.”

Wang Lun opened it to check it and frowned.

“What. But there’s no wiretapping device?”

“I couldn’t get it back.”

“How much is it?”

“10%”

“Ugh, only 10% of him. If I get another, I’ll have him remove all the body parts.”

Wang Lun grumbled, but as he got closer to his destination, his face hardened. Ja-kyung had a dry mouth as well. He checked the time after drinking a glass of water and drenching his throat. There’s about an hour until work. Wang Lun looked up at the building after hearing that it was close to the destination.

The tall building was so high that you had to tilt your head back to see it all.

“What floor was it?”

“17th floor.”

“Will you be okay? Shouldn’t you be carrying a parachute?”

Ja-kyung laughed at his joke, telling him not to talk nonsense.

“Bye.”

Wang Lun raised his fist. Ja-kyung smiled and bumped his fist on it before pulling a toolbox-like bag from the back seat. As he entered the building, security stopped him as if they were waiting for him. After showing his ID, the guard called somewhere, and he was finally allowed to enter safely.

He took the elevator to the 17th floor. There were many people present, and he was preoccupied with work. Ja-kyung came out from the elevator on the 17th floor wearing a hat. He walked down the hall to the Yuhan Construction sign and opened the door.

The inside was empty. He entered, locked the door, went to the window, and placed his bag. He took off the ID from his neck, placed it in his pocket, and looked out the window across the street. When he took out the telescope and checked it, quite a few people had already entered the inauguration hall and were moving.

Ja-kyung took the rope from the bag, tied it in a tight knot between the poles, and pulled it hard to double-check it. He then leaned against the window, took out a cigarette, and looked at the time.

There were 40 minutes until the shot.

He turned on quiet music on his cell phone after squishing the smoked cigarette with his feet. He opened his bag, pulled out a sniper rifle, and began assembling them one by one. His fingertips were filled with the sensation of cold metal. Clap, clap, and the iron makes a cool noise. It was like the sound of death.

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