Revenge

EP8

Out of the blue, you receive a missed call.

The eight-digit number is unfamiliar to him, so he calls back.

The delivery men are used to receiving calls and texts from their recipients 24 hours a day, so they're used to calling them right away.

"Hello?"

"Jung Min, you're so funny."

"Who is this?"

"You're going to get yourself killed."

"I hear you've been snooping around and doing all sorts of shit."

"I'm warning you, if you don't want to disappear like a mouse or a bird, you're gonna have to live in a hole."

"Kids these days, they're all about the wind-up jinx. You should think about that."

"People don't care about you in the end, they don't empathise with the shit you're trying to do."

"You're an arsehole, still stuck in the past."

I knew it was him, and I also knew he was smart. I called Myung-heon.

"Brother, can you trace the caller or the caller's location?"

"I'm a door guy, one of my friends can. Why?"

"It's that asshole who called me the other day."

"Fucker, you're so smart to meet minors on a conditional basis."

"He's the son of a very wealthy businessman and he's got a strong backbone."

"Okay, give me his number and I'll try to locate him.

"Last time I had a guy on the phone, I got a general idea of where he was and how he travelled.

"It cost me a fortune then, but he's my mate, so I'll do it for free.

"Thanks, bro."

"It's not that hard, you helped me throw a lot."

Myung-heon and Chul-woo trusted me so much and helped me. Of course, I've helped them before.

I've transported drugs for them, lent them accounts to launder their money.

When Chul Woo-hyung was driving under the influence of alcohol, I took the punishment for him and got his licence revoked because he was days away from a public fight.

These are just a few examples, but it was a deep relationship.

At the end of a complicated day, I walked into my house to catch my breath before my courier job, and there was a poster. It said

'There is a person ringing my doorbell and running away, please stop.

'If you continue to ring, we will install CCTV at our own expense or take strong action.

I laugh hysterically. Finally, my cute prank worked. Strangely enough, I didn't want to see the couple being so chaste.

I've never experienced love and affection, but rather ridicule and contempt. If I saw a beautiful flower, or a beautiful woman, I wanted to crush it at once.

I was born so ugly and sick that I have to release my inferiority complexes and traumas from time to time.

I'm the kind of douchebag who now talks like an apostle of justice, but when I see a couple who's too fit, I bump into their shoulders while pretending to run, or when I worked in a fast food restaurant, I spit on a handsome man's burger and gave it to him without the sauce.

But once you've learnt to exercise, most of us quit that nasty behaviour like a cigarette.

But like cigarettes, these funny thoughts kept popping into my head, and I remembered a quote from Nietzsche.

"He who fights monsters must be careful not to become a monster himself in the fight. If you look into the abyss long enough, it will look into you."

I'm stupid, so I don't know the meaning behind this quote or the concept behind it, but there are times when my reflection in the mirror gives me the creeps.

Especially in the morning, when I carve marks on the back of my hand or on my body to remind me of the shame and pain I've endured.

The blood contains a little iron, which gives it an irony taste. After all, those who have lost nothing are the most frightening.

Go back inside the house and knock lightly on the neighbour's door about five times.

To the rhythm of the Korean national anthem. They will not be able to have sex freely for fear that someone will ring the bell, and they will refrain from moaning loudly when they are caressed.

Just the knowledge that someone is watching their house.

Good, I'll sleep well, I thought, sighing, I've got a package to deliver. Just then, a text arrived.

"Confirmed sender and owner of mobile phone."

"And what medications do you need this month?"

 EP8.5

Gyuri was quite taken with me. So was Jae-seung.

I could have killed my assailants in an instant if I wanted to, but I tried to use them in other ways.

That's the way it is in chess.

The most pawns may seem worthless, but in the later stages of the game, they can be invaluable just by blocking the movement spots of your main pieces.

Gyuri and Jae-seung were honestly easy pieces to deal with.

I decided to change things up by giving them missions and handing them drugs instead of money and castles.

Of course, sometimes they wanted sex.

In the motel room, I found Gyuri bubbling with happiness.

"Hey, Gyuri, don't you need money?"

"Yes, I do, but why? Do you want me to drop the price?"

"No. Do you want to do a job?"

"What is it?"

"What was your major in college, you."

"I went to early childhood education."

Fucking bitch.

You went to early childhood education at a local university after mocking and laughing at me and my friends like that.

Get a pawn.

"Gyuri, you need to get some exercise. Your arse is flabby and I don't like it."

"From now on, you have to follow my instructions before I give you coffee, okay?"

"Okay, what do I need to do first?"

"Give it to me when I ask for it and shut up and do as I say."

"Here's your bonus for the day."

I'll also give you a dose of sleep-inducing downstream propofol as a service. I'm in a good mood today.

I suddenly think of Jung Dahae. Not the ugly, slutty woman, but the clear one.

There are two kinds of people in the world. The dirty ones and the less dirty ones.

There are people around me who are dirty with all kinds of hurts and pleasures.

Ji-hoon isn't the only funny guy in the café.

In the service industry, strange people act like kings.

Fortunately, the guy who fought with me didn't come back anymore. But there are a lot of grumpy people.

Dahae seemed to work at night sometimes. In the morning, she always looked tired and sleepy, so I had to be a little more prepared.

"Did you sleep late last night?"

"Yes, I'm always up late working on my side business these days."

"You must be tired. I'll warm up the machine and wipe the table, you go to the bathroom."

It was always like this. The early morning deliveries were hard work, but her life seemed so pathetic.

She hasn't been given anything in the world, she hasn't done anything wrong, and yet she's cleaning up shit for her gambling mum and her dad who abandoned her.

The thought of spending all day at work when I would have been filled with resentment.

I'm not inclined to blame her for being cranky.

She is. It happens.

While Ji-hyun and Ji-hoon are having a nice cup of coffee, Da-hye receives a business card.

Oops. I'm not in a good mood. I need to get on with the plan.