219. Sweet Potato and Cucumber Sobagi
I asked him to work with me, but I had no choice if he refused.
I have no intention of going to the extent of trying.
If you ask them three times in one sitting and they say no, well, there’s nothing you can do.
I thought simply.
It’s a waste of ability.
It seems like there’s nothing to do.
It seems like I have some strength left.
Even these days, I wear some kind of mask and go around catching invaders.
He even came to Hwarim to help me the other day.
It disappeared quickly after that, but doesn’t this mean that he is interested in the world’s affairs?
So I came without even looking for the inside story.
“Do you know why I live in the mountains?”
When I stuck an iron skewer used for a poker into the hole in the wood-burning stove and rummaged around, a large amount of smoke spread out and the dying flame came to life and blazed brightly.
It seemed like he needed to add more wood to keep the stove going, but the teacher didn’t do that.
All I could do was look at the tree that had become charcoal and the flames were alive and overflowing.
The black charcoal catches fire and burns. Smoke rose upward.
“I don’t know.”
I didn’t know.
sincerely.
I thought about asking my father why this guy lived in the mountains and became friends with squirrels, but I didn’t think knowing would make any difference.
Even if you ask your father, it’s impossible to know a person’s inner thoughts.
Just by hearing that, I am not a psychologist nor can I properly understand the inner thoughts of Mr. Jakdaegi, my one-time tutor whose real name is Joo Il-ho.
I only knew the history.
Originally from Yuil Brigade, he was an officer.
He transferred from the military to a special assignment at the Ministry of Public Administration and Security, and a few years later served again as an Immortal Special Forces officer.
Afterwards, he changed his job to become a natural person in the mountains.
The teacher, who had the iron skewer standing aside, was silent, so I added.
“You don’t like your salary?”
“… … “You don’t really think that, do you?”
At my words, the teacher’s eyes turned to me.
Of course it was a joke.
“Did it happen to be CC and then broken? “Then it’s possible, isn’t it because you can’t stand being embarrassed?”
“What is CC?”
“Company couple.”
There is king potential. I heard that a lot of people take a leave of absence when they go to college, and a lot of people change jobs at work for this reason.
“What are you thinking about?”
“I’m thinking about what to have for dinner tonight. You didn’t grow the sweet potatoes yourself, right? “Is it delicious?”
He said as he finished eating the sweet potatoes.
The teacher who was staring at me that day asked.
“You started a company?”
“yes. “We named it NS, Non-Standard Co., Ltd.”
He chewed and swallowed the sweet potato while blowing loudly. It melted in his mouth.
“Why the company?”
This guy, is he really asking because he doesn’t know?
I blinked, looked at the teacher, and asked.
“Teacher, why did you buy and roast sweet potatoes?”
“what?”
“Answer me.”
“To grill and eat.”
He looked like he was asking if that was a question, so I nodded and answered.
“Yes, me too.”
Teacher Jakdaegi blinks. He had a thoughtful expression.
I peeled the roasted sweet potatoes.
There was nothing more to eat. After wiping away his soot-covered hands, he crumpled up the tin foil lying on the floor and put it in a trash bag. He looked at the teacher and continued talking.
“Why would I create a company? I created it to make money while doing whatever I want.”
Why start a business?
Is there a crazy person who would answer that it is to contribute to the country and build the national economy?
I don’t like my boss, but this bastard even steals my credit, but I think I’m better at my job.
Then, start a business.
Or, you could jump at it because you’re confident that you can make a lot of money with this.
Would it be much different for me?
Me too.
Almost ready to clear the floor.
“… … “You are a fool.”
The teacher said so.
I felt the power of goodwill and positivity in that tone of voice.
“Does that mean you’ll do it together?”
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“Wipe the soot off your face.”
The teacher stood up while saying this.
The fire in the stove went out. The fire that was extinguished was not rekindled. The teacher prepared to descend the mountain.
I said, wiping the soot from my face.
“If I bought sweet potatoes, where can I buy them? “It’s really delicious.”
“… … “It was given to me by the person who grows the vegetable garden behind the house.”
“Oh yeah?”
But why do you seem hesitant while saying that?
I ended up going to get some sweet potatoes.
There, there was a single woman who looked to be about 50 years old and had returned to farming.
At first glance, you can see that she was a single woman who returned to the farm and had a special eye for our Jakdaegi teacher.
This gentleman lived in the mountains and did everything he could. He even had an occasional relationship. He was a worldly man, not a natural man.
“I’ll buy all the sweet potatoes.”
There were about 50 kg of sweet potatoes from the garden, and I bought them all.
It was a commemoration of taking care of our teacher Jakdaegi during this time.
* * *
Joo Il-ho thought while looking at Gwang-ik.
‘This is a fool.’
It’s a thought I’ve had countless times.
A disciple of the century who inherited the blood of immortals and the blood of shapeshifters, nicknamed Se Choi-teuk.
As a young man, Joo Il-ho worked in three places: the military, the Ministry of Public Administration and Security, and the Special Forces, but was disappointed.
“Why don’t you fight for humanity?”
I rebelled so much.
Immortals do not die easily. So, we must fight even if it means sacrificing ourselves.
That’s what I thought.
To sacrifice for humanity and create a utopia.
“Why aren’t you fighting terrorist groups?”
It was a stroke of my youth.
There may have been a sense of rebellion.
Perhaps he resented the rigid structure that did not allow him to utilize his abilities to the fullest.
Joo Il-ho himself did not know the exact reason.
It just happened as it went along.
When I asked Gwangik what he was going to do with the company, if he had said that he would fight for humanity in the future, if that was the case.
‘Did he follow me?’
Probably not.
But Gwangik didn’t do that.
The idea that it was for money, that I wanted to live as I pleased, eat well, and live well touched my heart.
Those words didn’t feel like an insult.
It really seemed like it.
It seemed like I was going to move forward by hitting ugly people and destroying places I didn’t like.
So, my butt was lifted.
I had to follow along.
I wanted to watch it from the side.
It was refreshing just to think about it.
This is a guy who does things that his younger self couldn’t do.
So he’s a idiot.
Smashing terrorist groups and confronting Hughesgate.
Where else can there be a guy like this?
“If you go there, will you teach the kids? “I brought a child here and I was very frustrated while teaching him.”
“Sure.”
These words came to me while I was thinking.
Joo Il-ho nodded.
The scenery passes by outside the window.
A new life is beginning.
I also thought that it would be extravagant and incomparable to before.
It was the return of Joo Il-ho, an immortal who was on par with Phantom before his retirement.
* * *
“long time no see.”
Seulhye Kang spoke calmly.
I told myself so many times not to get excited.
There was also advice from my husband.
“Do whatever you feel like. Because I’m on your side. “There’s no need to hold back and force yourself to do anything, but don’t do anything you’ll regret.”
After sharing secrets with each other, our relationship became more intimate.
The way we looked at each other during the day became warmer, and the nights became hotter.
These days were uncharacteristic of a couple with a child over 20 years old.
When I thought about my husband, I didn’t feel so angry when I saw my father.
“Return.”
My father didn’t change anything. He was the same.
The speaking style of blurting out the main point was also the same.
“Where?”
“Where would it be? “I have to come to work.”
Standing behind me, I saw a man who was my bodyguard and friend.
There was a young kindness and smile in his eyes.
She was the one who gave herself the nickname ‘Rebirth Witch’.
“If you come back now, my siblings with different last names will be happy.”
Even though I wasn’t excited, my words didn’t come out smoothly.
At my words, my father gave me a surprised look.
“Do you care about that? “I guess I’m too sensitive after living with an immortal.”
My father laughed as he said this. Before I could answer anything, my father continued.
“Fight and win. “That’s typical of the shapeshifters.”
“That’s Okay.”
“Do you plan to leave Gwangik like that? company? Okay, there’s nothing like that for playing house. If you want, it’s not a bad idea to establish yourself as an affiliate. So come into the company and be of strength to my son.”
my father said
I couldn’t help but worry.
Above all, as time passed and as I changed, my father also changed.
“Think about it.”
I didn’t push my thoughts any further. It was different from before.
After I got up and left, my father called.
“Seulhye.”
I stopped at the call and turned my head.
“You’ve become prettier.”
Kang Seul-hye was moved to tears by her father’s expressionless words.
Just because you left home doesn’t mean you cease to be a father.
Just because he took his mother’s last name didn’t mean he was affectionate.
When I was young, my father was just a father.
The kind of father who gives you a ride on a horse and eats ice cream with you.
“Next time, let’s see our immortal friends together.”
The word son-in-law seemed unfamiliar to me.
“yes.”
Kang Seul-hye answered and turned around.
On the way home, I made up my mind.
Let’s go back to work.
So, let’s give strength to our son.
Let’s become the wind that supports the wings of our soaring son.
While thinking that, I was on my way home.
There were still groups of reporters looking for their son.
Even so, he couldn’t approach me.
“If you approach any further, I will act in accordance with security rules.”
These are the words of an employee of Real Guard, a hard currency company sent by the group.
“If you take pictures and publish articles without permission, we will come find you.”
Next to him was an employee of Balhae, a law firm sent by the group.
Reporters fell silent.
I went home, prepared dinner, and my son came back.
“You came early?”
Welcomed as usual.
“Yes, the work was completed well and I arrived before the road into Seoul was blocked.”
“Where have you been?”
I asked while preparing seasoning to make cucumber salad.
Chives, carrots, onions, salted shrimp, canary fish sauce, salt, sugar, minced garlic, red pepper powder.
When I looked at the seasoning, it was just right.
Take a knife and cut the cucumber. There is no reason to hide the power of the shapeshifter, so cut the cucumber to the appropriate thickness and size in one go. It was the work of a master.
“Why do you go to such lengths to use cucumbers?”
my son asked.
“It’s a habit.”
Even after retiring from active duty, I never stopped training my body.
“Mother, I have a favor to ask.”
The son said as he sat at the table across the kitchen counter, facing him.
“If it’s too much to ask, you have to pay.”
It was the same joke as usual.
“I’m all grown up now, and Mari isn’t old enough to get out of hand, right?”
“Yes.”
I answered by chopping up the cucumbers and mixing them with the seasoning.
What are you trying to say?
“So please give me strength.”
At those words, the moving hand stopped. I could see that half of the cucumbers I was mixing were covered in seasoning.
I was already planning to go back to work. His son might have asked first.
“Please join the company.”
said the son.
“I said there was a fee.”
I’m in the process of organizing my thoughts as I speak.
I mixed the seasoning again. Instead of cutting them all into a cross shape, the seasoning was spread between the shaped cucumber slices.
The son continued.
“It’s our company.”
“my company?”
The hand stopped again.
I raised my head and asked.
“Yes, my company.”
“Isn’t it Dangun Group?”
“… … Why are you going there? Have you received a scouting offer? Mother, stay loyal to your son. No, is it loyalty to your father? “If you’re worried, there’s nothing I can do.”
“Don’t you feel comfortable having Dangun in the background?”
I asked, interrupting him. His son seemed perplexed.
My son answered the question without joking.
“It’s nice to have.”
So that’s what I’m saying.
If mom goes in there, you will be able to do what you want with much more ease.
That’s what I’m trying to say.
“But that’s okay. “If you don’t have it, what are you drinking?”
“hmm?”
“It’s not really necessary.”
Should I say this is confident, or should I say I don’t know anything?
But it’s hard to say that you don’t know something.
“I trust my son.”
My husband’s words came to mind. And then she remembered that she had thought the same thing not long ago.
My son is all grown up.
“I will take good care of your pay and salary. “I will also give you some shares.”
“I get it.”
“yes?”
“I understand.”
As he spoke, he took a bite of one side of the cucumber.
“Do you want to go?”
My son opened his mouth and took it.
He munches, then raises his thumb.
“Okay, should I open a restaurant?”
It was high praise.
“What’s on the front porch?”
When I came in earlier, I felt a presence carrying something.
“Sweet potatoes. “It was delicious.”
“Where did you get it from?”
Sweet potatoes out of nowhere.
The son looked at himself and answered.
“Well, I bought it from my tutor’s ex-girlfriend.”
I wondered what this meant.
I found out later.
My son has his own thoughts.
He also brought himself.
And she also brought her husband’s junior, an immortal tutor.
fantasy,
