Episode 38
Today is inmate haircut day.
The location is a space with a freight elevator between both buildings. Several hairdressing inmates take their seats and get their hair cut one by one, one by one, under the watchful eye of a prison guard.
“I have to take care of my report, so Doyeon, you can get your hair cut.”
Sihyeon said.
“…Yes, I understand.”
Doyeon’s answer came a little late.
It was a very busy time for the haircut, so the two of them couldn’t come out to keep order. I knew that.
However, the thing that makes me feel a bit disappointed is that if it is a vision… It’s because I had a thought about what might happen.
“ha.”
Doyeon left the office and sighed softly.
He hated haircut days. It was okay for him to open the door one after another from the front and let inmates who wanted a haircut come out.
But it was very difficult to keep order. Because I don’t listen to what I say.
Inmates are required to pass on the left. That’s because there is a cell on the right, so you can access the room through the window.
But even if you tell them to go to the left, will half of the prisoners go that way? There were also inmates who ignored the guards and openly talked to them.
That’s not all. You are not allowed to take off your official uniform top in the hallways, but there were quite a few inmates who took off their uniforms immediately after leaving their cells and went to get a haircut. In particular, when Do-yeon took care of her haircut, it was more disorderly and messy than other times. So, I had quite a bit of broken experience with the person in charge.
Those experiences are why haircut days are a pain in the ass.
‘Let’s do it right this time.’
I couldn’t show the inmates misbehaving in front of my respected senior.
Doyeon said as she opened the doors one by one from room 20 to room 18.
“People who want a haircut, please come out.”
Then he stood on one side of the wall and looked at the prisoners coming out. I was planning to say something if the order was violated.
… I don’t know if I can hear it properly.
“Oh, are you getting a haircut today?”
“Kangsu, aren’t you going out?”
“I’m just not going to shave today.”
While talking like that, the inmates came out one by one.
Doyeon swallowed her saliva and said.
“Please be quiet in the hallway.”
He said he would raise his voice as loud as possible, but his voice was so low that others could hear him shouting helplessly. It’s already been two years since I’ve been ignored by inmates because of my small voice. I was afraid that the same reaction would happen again this time.
“Hmm.”
But, this time was different.
The inmate who was talking seemed to notice and cleared his throat and became quiet. Of course, his intention was to look out for Sihyeon, the person in charge.
Of course, Doyeon knew that kind of atmosphere. But in any case, isn’t it also the case that the recipient immediately followed his instructions?
It was natural to feel something good. At the same time, I gained a little confidence.
“Pass on the left. Don’t go straight.”
The prisoners slowly moved to the left. Although it was as slow as a slug, it certainly seemed to comply with instructions.
‘It works!’
Even though Si-hyeon does not directly give instructions and does it himself, the inmates are listening. For the first time, the exhilarating feeling of being in perfect control of order went up my spine.
Doyeon’s lips slowly parted and she tried to laugh without realizing it.
“Please take turns sitting on chairs and waiting. The rest of you should stand and wait.”
Unlike usual, the words came out without hesitation. The inmates gained confidence as they followed instructions well.
Like that, I went through the haircuts until the 11th session without any problems. Doyeon’s gait was also full of energy.
However, when there were 10 rooms in front of me, I hesitated. The tension returned to her face.
“…Someone who wants a haircut, please come out.”
He said that in a hesitant voice against the window.
Choi Gwang-ho raised his head and glared at Do-yeon.
‘Hehe.’
Doyeon’s heart was pounding and beating rapidly at that bloody gaze. Although he had been quiet since he had done something in the office with Sihyeon, he was still someone he had to be careful about.
“Open the door.”
“Ah… yes, yes.”
Do-yeon, who had forgotten to open the door in panic, hurriedly opened it. Fortunately, Choi Gwang-ho walked to the left to get a haircut without saying anything.
Has things really changed now?
“Whew.”
Anyway, Doyeon sighed. After passing 10 rooms, the next one went smoothly. And the last room.
Doyeon’s steps slowed down again. This is because there was another inmate whom I did not want to meet face-to-face.
Books are piled up like a mountain beyond the window of the first solitary room. And in the meantime, a man who appeared to be in his mid-50s was reading a book.
He is on scholarship. On the outside, he appeared to be a neat-looking, mature man with a smile on his face. An impression that is advantageous for politics.
But the guards knew everything. That it’s just an appearance.
“…Would you like a haircut?”
Doyeon said in a voice that she didn’t want to ask.
If it weren’t for Si-hyeon, I would have quietly skipped out on one shot. Because I know for sure that I won’t get a haircut anyway.
However, I asked because Sihyeon did not give any instructions to just skip the first room.
“Do you think I’ll go out and help the convicts get their hair cut? If you have a brain, think about it.”
Jang Hak-gi spoke in a pitiful tone. It was a fact known to all prison guards that he had his hair cut by a hairdresser who came in from outside once a month. This was possible because the director directly ordered accommodation.
Among conglomerates or politicians, there were cases where such conveniences were provided to VIPs who really enjoyed the company. For example, it was like providing a priest’s lunch box instead of the prison food that the prisoners made in the kitchen.
This was possible because it was a closed place cut off from the outside world, and public officials were not in a position to risk whistle-blowing. They are not recipients forever. If you complete your sentence or get a pardon, you are in the upper class of society and cannot be compared to a prison guard. So, there is something to be cautious about.
Moreover, it is an order from above. So isn’t that level of convenience customary for VIPs? Then we rationalize it in our own way and move on. We know that protesting against injustice is justice, but there are few prison guards who will realize that justice even at the risk of losing money. Therefore, it is not for nothing that prisons are said to have the fur of a tiger or the fur of a dog.
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“yes….”
Of course she felt dirty, but she couldn’t even utter a single word to express that dirty feeling and she retreated. This was the reality of being a powerless level 9 prison guard.
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“how was it?”
When Do-yeon returned from her haircut, Si-hyeon asked.
“Huh? It just ended well.”
“Were there any inmates that were problematic?”
“Jang Hak-gi said some… unpleasant things, that person.”
“As expected. Room 10?”
“Choi Gwang-ho has been quiet these days.”
“Hmm, it looks like that on the outside.”
“yes?”
“There is such a thing.”
Sihyeon laughed and moved the mouse.
I opened the list of today’s interviewees and the time.
-Choi Kwang-ho’s Byeonjeop 10:30.
I looked at the clock and it was 10 o’clock. It’s finally time to get in touch.
The phone rang. It was a business practice to conduct general interviews by TRS and special meetings by phone.
“Thank you, I am Choi Do-yeon, a member of Company 1 on the 4th floor. Yes, this is Kim Kang-su from room 20, and Choi Gwang-ho from room 10. Byeon-jeop. Thank you.”
Doyeon, who was in charge of the interview, answered the phone and wrote her name on a piece of paper. Then she announced on the intercom that there was a toilet and opened the door for her. If Choi Gwang-ho leaves now, he won’t be able to come to Sadong for at least 40 minutes.
Sihyeon smiled meaningfully.
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Si-hyeon called the bald gangster who shared the same room as Choi Kwang-ho into the office and spoke softly.
“Why do you look so uncomfortable? Rest comfortably, comfortably.”
“Yes, yes.”
However, the bald head reacted by feeling very uncomfortable and intimidated even by Sihyeon’s soft voice. After all, he had already been properly educated by Sihyeon’s iron-blooded guard a few days ago. It would be strange not to feel fear.
He lowered his eyes, unable to meet Sihyeon’s gaze.
“I have something to ask you.”
“Well, you can say anything.”
“Mr. Kwang-ho Choi, how are you doing these days?”
“Just be quiet….”
“Is that all?”
“Not everything… You want me to do one thing….”
The bald head was overcome by Si-hyeon’s momentum and even confessed Choi Gwang-ho’s words of encouragement.
“What is that?”
“Now, I told you to harm yourself. And I told you to say that you did that because you couldn’t bear it because the person in charge treated the inmates so forcefully… I’m sorry, but I never intended to do that…!”
The bald man strongly denied it with a stiff face.
“Self-harm? Ah, that’s what you were thinking.”
Sihyeon made an amused expression. Realizing that attacking him directly wouldn’t work with force, he decided to try another way. Also, don’t harm yourself by using the tomani. He pretends to be smart and just sits there using petty tricks.
I couldn’t just ignore the fact that he tried to put a self-inflicted blemish on the near-perfect Sa-dong that he had managed with his own will.
“Well… I never meant to do that, sir. It’s true.”
The bald man denied again, looking at Sihyeon’s notice.
“I won’t say anything, so whatever happens to Choi Gwang-ho, just stay quiet. Never reveal it to anyone.”
“Of course, Master! I’ll risk my life!”
“Okay. Let’s go.”
“Yes, yes, let’s go in.”
The bald man lowered his head and disappeared.
It was when Si-hyeon was thinking for a moment about when she would catch Choi Gwang-ho. Now, a welcome notification window pops up.
[Poahim watches your actions with interest. He wants to see if you can use yelling to rehabilitate problem prisoners.]
[Quest: Let’s show how problematic prisoners are rehabilitated using the scary warden’s loud shouts. 0/2]
“Is this really good?”
Sihyeon, who confirmed the contents, was delighted. It seems like Poahim and I have a connection. They are people who need to be rehabilitated anyway to get them in order, so you even give them a gift like this.
Since there was even a quest to remove the bull’s horn, Si-hyeon decided to take care of Choi Gwang-ho today.
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“Choi Kwang-ho, please follow me to the office.”
“…What’s going on?”
After being attacked once, he seemed to be a little more careful about what he said.
“Do you want to follow me like last time? Or do you want to just come on your own two feet?”
“what the.”
Choi Gwang-ho reluctantly followed Si-hyeon with a disgruntled look on his face.
Sihyeon said as we entered the office.
“sit down please.”
“…What is it? Let’s just get it over with quickly.”
Choi Gwang-ho asked that question without sitting down.
“Self-harm.”
“…!!”
When Si-hyeon spoke briefly, Choi Gwang-ho’s eyes were noticeably shaken.
“…What do you mean?”
“It means you haven’t come to your senses yet.”
Sihyeon made a straight face.
“Huh, can I speak informally to the inmate?”
Choi Gwang-ho also glared at him without giving up.
“You’ve treated me with a lot of respect up until now, huh? I treat inmates who protect what they have to do accordingly. But I don’t have the heart to do that to a bastard like you who acts like he doesn’t care about the prison as if it’s his own home. And looking at your history, you can’t help but treat innocent people. “Did you harass me a lot? You scumbag.”
“What the f*ck… what the hell are you talking about? Are the bastards you hit even your mothers and fathers?”
“Don’t you know that being a prison guard is the job of reforming bastards like you? I was wondering how to reform a crazy bastard like you who assaults the guards and police and beats up innocent people, and I came up with a good idea.”
Sihyeon continued speaking with a sneer.
“An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, you know? Assault for assault.”
“The guard is going to hit you, huh? You bastard!”
“Lower your voice, you bastard-!! And come in front of me and stand straight-!!”
I lowered my voice and used my yelling skills.
“f*ck you….”
Also, as his body moved uncontrollably, Choi Gwang-ho looked embarrassed and cursed.
“You think I can’t hit you? If I hit you, you’ll sue me, right? But you won’t be able to do anything, let alone sue me, you won’t be able to tell anyone, and there won’t be anyone in this company who will take your side.”
Sihyeon continued coldly.
“Let’s get hit first. While getting hit, you should regret your past as a gangster and beating up others.”
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