#159
The last day of Bucheon Flea Market.
As midnight approached, the markets lined up began to take down their banners one by one.
“I think this year is even better than last year?!”
“I hope next year is just like today~”
“Regardless of everything else, the problem is that President Kim is too greedy.”
“Hey, you guy! You should grab it while you can! “Wouldn’t you?”
The owners who prepared the flea market were disappointed with the short(?) six-day event and seemed to be making plans for next year.
Meanwhile, Minjun waited only for this moment.
In order to meet ‘Bong Jong-ho’, a great merchant of writing books, the present time was not only the best.
Bong Jong-ho’s tendency to be nocturnal.
This was because the time zone for doing business with him was also clearly defined.
“hmm… Was it like this?”
Minjun stopped by a small pub in a narrow alley.
Since it was not a pub located in an alley that anyone would easily find, it had a retro feel.
rattle-
“Welcome~”
A clerk exuding kindness looked at Minjun and said hello.
“How many people will there be?”
“One person.”
“First, please sit down wherever you are comfortable and order.”
“all right.”
It’s reminiscent of a lounge bar.
Unlike the outside, the inside of the pub was full of colorful neon signs.
Minjun turned his head here and there.
Soon, my gaze was focused on a white-haired elderly man sitting at a long table in front of the bartender.
‘It’s Bong Jong-ho!’
As soon as Min-jun saw him with his white hair neatly tied up, he immediately recognized it as Bong Jong-ho.
That’s right too.
There are a lot of books visible under the table, reminiscent of the appearance of a wanderer(?).
The considerable baggage placed around him also inevitably left an imprint.
In addition, Bong Jong-ho was a serious lover and even had a gourd bottle hanging around his waist, which was not befitting of the times.
There are many similarities to the image I read in the original work, so Min-jun’s current intuition has no choice but to change into confidence.
Soon, he naturally took a seat next to Bong Jong-ho.
Kwal- Kwal-
“Wow! I’ve been to a lot of other places, but this is the best draft beer, right? No matter where I go, I don’t get this taste~”
“Sir, I am friends with the owner of the pub in front of me. “I heard you say the same thing there too?”
“ah? okay? Hey, you guy! “Even draft beer tastes different in every house. That’s what I meant when I said it!”
“It’s cancer, it’s cancer!”
“Well, what do you think of people? Don’t you know that I’m not the kind of person who speaks so lightly?”
“Of course, old man!”
“That aside, just give me one more drink!”
With a loud voice, the old man ordered another glass of beer.
Accordingly, Minjun also glanced at the menu and ordered a cocktail.
“I’d like a Black Russian, please.”
“Yes, I’ll make it for you right away!”
Min-jun may have heard what he ordered, but at that moment, Bong Jong-ho, who was next to him, started to glance.
It seemed that Min-jun’s attention was drawn to the sight of him ordering the ‘Black Russian’, which is quite strong among cocktails, without hesitation.
‘First of all, it looks like aggro has been turned off.’
Among all types of cocktails, Bong Jong-ho particularly prefers ‘Black Russian’.
The cocktail I drink when I’m feeling down is ‘Black Russian’.
It was Minjun who succeeded in getting his attention.
Soon, the cocktail he ordered came out, and without hesitation, Minjun began to sip it, sip after sip.
gulp-
“Well, it’s okay.”
Minjun drinks ‘Black Russian’, which has a fairly high alcohol content, without hesitation.
Bong Jong-ho looked at him curiously.
In his opinion, Minjun seemed to have just left his teenage years, but the sight of Minjun leisurely savoring ‘Black Russian’ seemed like quite a twist.
“Hehe, my young friend has tried quite a few cocktails.”
Although he was talking to himself, Bong Jong-ho spit out the words so that anyone could hear Min-jun.
In response, Minjun one-shotted ‘Black Russian’ as if it was nothing special.
gulp-
“Please give me another drink like this.”
***
A time past midnight.
Bong Jong-ho started talking to Min-jun, as if he was amazed.
“Hmm, this is my first time seeing you in this neighborhood. I wonder if you’ve just moved in?”
“I just come here to hang out sometimes.”
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“Heh, really? He looks quite young and drinks quite a bit of ‘Black Russian’. “Is this your first time here?”
“Yes, this is my first time here, but the atmosphere is quite nice and nice.”
“Well, of course! I’ve been going here for nearly 30 years, but I’ve never seen a place like this. haha!”
Bong Jong-ho is in quite a good mood.
Minjun nodded and listened to his words quietly.
In the meantime.
I slowly got up from my seat to carry out the plan I had planned in advance.
Then, while going to the bathroom, I naturally put my hands in my pockets.
Slurp-
At the same time, Minjun deliberately dropped the bookmark of the ‘Arapin elixir recipe book’ that he had borrowed from Panseo Kim’s workshop.
Taaang-
It’s definitely because it’s a bookmark made of metal.
When it hit the floor, it made quite a loud noise.
Eventually, Bong Jong-ho naturally looked down at the floor.
just as expected?
Bong Jong-ho immediately recognized it as a bookmark for the ‘Arapin Elixir Recipe Book’.
“uh?! This!”
“Oh, sorry. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”
“Now, where did you get that bookmark?”
“This one?”
“So, why do you have that bookmark?”
It was as if Bong Jong-ho had regained something he had lost.
He repeatedly pointed his finger at the bookmark.
“I happened to borrow it from a friend.”
“friend?”
“Yes, my friend runs a small workshop in Bucheon.”
“I never thought I would find a bookmark here that I thought was lost. “What a coincidence.”
Bong Jong-ho told the story of how he lost his bookmark when he came to Bucheon for the flea market.
In order to know the contents of each writing book, there had to be a specific bookmark for each book.
Throughout the flea market, he was concerned about the lost bookmark.
“Young man, it’s my fault for not being able to properly guard it, so it’s not right to ask for it empty-handed. Sell me that bookmark. “I will pay you handsomely.”
However, as Bong Jong-ho thought, Min-jun had no intention of selling this bookmark.
Rather, it was none other than Minjun who made a counteroffer.
“No, old man. “Rather, I would like to purchase this bookmark’s instruction book.”
“uh?! How to write? “How do you know that I’m trading instruction books?”
In response to Bong Jong-ho’s question, Min-jun pointed to his luggage.
“Can I answer that instead?”
“Hmm, there’s nothing wrong. By the way, do you want to know what the bookmark’s instruction book contains and want to buy it?”
“I wouldn’t say I’m buying it without knowing that.”
“Hmm, why do you need that instruction book? “I’m sure there are aspects that are a bit too much for you to handle.”
“I think it’s time to need it.”
“… … .”
Bong Jong-ho crossed his arms.
He seemed to be a little nervous about Minjun’s weighty answer.
“Hmm, I don’t think it’s something to talk about here. “Would you like to come out and talk for a moment?”
“great. “Elderly.”
***
Min-jun and Bong Jong-ho come out of a pub.
Although the street was filled with the early morning air, there were only two people in the quiet downtown area.
Soon, Bong Jong-ho took the first step and took out the ‘Arapin Elixir Recipe’.
“I don’t know if you know, but the bookmark that must be included in this instruction book is that bookmark.”
“… “I think it’s exactly what I’m looking for.”
“You speak as if you know something about this method. “What on earth are you planning to do with this instruction book?”
“What are you doing? “Is there anything else besides making elixirs?”
“You… ? Make an elixir according to the recipe?! Puhahahahaha!”
Bong Jong-ho burst into laughter at Min-jun’s bold answer.
“Oh sorry! sorry! I was laughing too hard. “I’m sorry for being rude.”
“Why are you doing that?”
“Are you really asking because you don’t know?”
Nod-
Raising his round eyes, Min-jun asked sincerely, and only then did Bong Jong-ho reveal the meaning of his hearty laughter.
“I think it’s because you don’t know the contents of this instruction book yet. Even if you simply gather the ingredients as shown here. “I mean, this is not how elixirs are manufactured.”
“Oh, if that’s the case, I’m not really worried.”
“What does that mean?”
“Because the standards are already in place!”
“… huh? Are there standards in place? “Are you trying to play a joke with me?”
“Can you show me right here?”
“… … ?”
I vaguely remember it from [Dad’s Palace].
Very special ingredients are used to manufacture ‘Arapin Elixir’.
Min-jun wondered if Bong Jong-ho was suspicious because of that special ingredient.
special ingredients.
It was none other than magical power. However, I am not talking about ordinary magical power that all hunters would have.
The magic power required by Ariffin Elixir!
Minjun was a trainee with magical powers that matched that.
Paaaaat-!
It was Minjun who began to emit dark blue magic as if to show off.
He showed off his magical power, which was darker than ever before, as if showing the state of absorbing the Black Magic Stone.
Then, Bong Jong-ho’s eyes widened on the spot, perhaps because he was faced with a completely unexpected situation.
“… this! This!”
“Hmph!”
No matter how Bong Jong-ho reacts or not.
Minjun radiated the deep magic flowing within his body more intensely and fiercely.
There is no way Bong Jong-ho didn’t know that this was not a level of magical power that could come from an ordinary hunter.
Bong Jong-ho’s white hair began to fluctuate brilliantly, perhaps because of Min-jun’s powerful magic.
Is it because he proved his magic power for about 10 minutes?
Bong Jong-ho, the mastermind, asked Min-jun, who was trying to breathe normally due to the sudden display of magical power.
“Here you go! “Have you absorbed the Black Magic Stone?”
Nod-
To this, Minjun moved his head rather than answering.
