Vol 4 - 6

Vol 4 - 6

That day I used up all my courage to play until the end... it was so amazing.

It was too late to regret anything, I didn't feel even a glimmer of fear like a normal person.

But what should I do if I happen to see him somewhere? If only there was some way to make Ilay believe I was dead. Just thinking that one day I was leisurely walking down the street and turning into a small alley when I suddenly saw him waiting in that hidden corner, my heart would definitely fly out. Unless I am very far away from him, if I am still in his sight, I am not sure if I can escape his dangerous claws or not. Because he is the one who will chase and kill his prey and doesn't dream of letting me go.

But deep in my mind, I still tried to hold on to a small ray of hope even though I knew it was useless.

Anyway, that day, as a human, I tried to protect his dignity as best as possible.

Originally, I had intended to leave as planned from the beginning and just left him like that in a coma from chloroform. But when I turned my head to look back at the figure in front of him, I was very merciful to put his clothes back on and only left behind two handcuffs. (Actually, it's because I'm worried that anyone who finds him naked like this will probably be scared by that big ugly thing of his. So I do it purely because I think for the people who will have to witness it.)

Of course, it would still be humiliating if someone knew that a monster could be controlled like this and humiliated it, even if it was just two locked wrists. Either way, it's not pleasant at all.

I had planned that if I was unlucky enough to meet him again in life, I would count all the sincerity and good things I had done for him to hope he could spare my life, or at least let me die painlessly... .... But there's no such thing as spring with that disabled personality of his.

"I can't bear it anymore. There's no other way but to avoid each other."

I was lost in thought and mumbled to myself without realizing it.

"Yes, that's what I mean!"

Suddenly, a loud sound interrupted my memories. I raised my head and met his eyes with the man in front of me. Anton sat across the table and raised an index finger and waved nonstop.

Hey man, in Korea, pointing your finger at someone like that is really a rude act....

Even so, I had no intention of discussing cultural differences with a foreigner. In fact, I didn't feel offended by just an index finger like that. If I lived in dissatisfaction over such small things, my ashes would probably have been in the urn a long time ago.

"Anyway, as long as we don't meet face to face, it's fine! The phone in the room is unplugged too!"

Anton continued to raise his voice regardless of whether Taeui understood anything or not. I stopped thinking for a moment and looked at him. Is this guy being hunted too?

This villa has many different guests. To say the least, it seems like day after day it witnesses a constant stream of visitors coming and going. It's been five days since I came here, and I also seen new faces five times during this time. In other words, every day it changes guests like it changes lovers. Even though they were just meeting each other for the first time, it seemed like the owner of this house was very hospitable.

I also loves meeting and talking to others, but inviting them to my house is not. I wondered if it was really okay to let strangers into my house so carelessly, and what to do if someone suspicious came. But fortunately, the owner of this house doesn't seem to need to worry because everything seems to be under the control of the sharp old butler who is as strong as an iron wall. It was an old woman who had lived in this house before the owner and his siblings were born and raised here.

Even now the old lady was still looking at the people at the banquet table with her scrutinizing eyes as she took out a plate of chicken from the kitchen. It was like she was scanning for potential dangers to see if anyone could harm the owner of this place.

The old lady didn't like Jeong Taeui very much.

To be precise, I feel like she doesn't like Asians. This wasn't the first time I met someone like that, and it wasn't the first time I had to receive such looks.

"Haha, that way you can avoid anyone."

Anton said with an excited face. Jeong Taeui took a spoonful of soup and listened to him say more.

"That's right, of course, anyway, the owner of this place wouldn't give me a room if he wanted me to leave here. After all, if you've been avoiding meetings and refusing phone calls, it's really no good." Is there any way to contact them?"

I politely smiled at his bland story and then buried my face in the bowl of soup again.

I also know someone I can't contact right now.

"Kim, I heard you went to the National Library yesterday. Did you find anything interesting?"

When I finished eating the bowl of soup and put down my spoon, the owner of the house who was sitting across from me suddenly asked. I turned my gaze towards him and unconsciously hesitated for a moment.

"I've researched it a bit, but I don't think there's anything special, and I don't remember it clearly anymore."

I shook my head and answered, the owner smiled calmly.

"If you need to find something I'll get it for you, so don't worry about it Kim."

"Thank you."

Taeui said smilingly. And then the thoughts flashed through my head, there was nothing difficult to adapt to, even if I changed the name that had been with me for decades, I could still get used to it after just a few days.

Even though it was still a bit strange, at least it was better than the first time when I heard that name pressed against my body, I couldn't immediately answer but either froze or could only answer in a casual way.

I cut a few pieces of chicken and put them on my plate then looked at the owner of the house. He's over 40 but looks 10 years younger as if he's only about 30. And he also constantly talked and laughed with those around him.

"....."

Is this lucky or unlucky?

I remember the first time I met this man in Austria, which was a village near the border with Italy.

By chance, I passed by there.

I rented a car as soon as I arrived in Europe and started traveling. Even though I told uncle that I no longer wanted to operate as a member of UNHRDO, he still insisted on giving me his bank card. He said that if I used my card to make transactions, it would easily leave traces, so he very calmly advised me that it would be best to use this card so as not to save any information. , after all, this money has been laundered in the Bahamas several times already. There's no need to worry because he has legalized this money at UNHRDO as the cost of a "special security" mission, so I can use as much as I want and if it's not enough, just text him.

But uncle, isn't that like you are doing things that are detrimental to that organization? It's also very strange to say that

"But the benefits you bring to this organization are tens or hundreds of times greater than that small amount of money."

After saying that, he even laughed loudly. "Don't worry, just write down the number you want on paper."

"I guess I have no reason to refuse anymore." Jeong Taeui said nonchalantly and did as he said. I secretly thought that I would stay in the most luxurious hotels, travel across continents and constantly change cars every place I go, etc...

However, the personality I was raised from childhood to adulthood prevented me from doing those things. Even though I tried to spend money, I still couldn't get it off. So the most luxurious thing I spent heavily on was renting a cramped old car.

When I arrived, I got a little lost, so I decided to buy a map and spent the whole day getting acquainted with the village. Even though there weren't many things that I liked here, this place was a peaceful and quiet little village, so I decided to stay here for a week or maybe longer. The moment I decided to leave, I met this man at a used bookstore.

But actually that wasn't the first time I met him. From the first time I saw him, I recognized him.

I had met this man when I was in Hong Kong, although I did not officially greet him, but just glanced at him. Maybe that time he went there to meet the arms broker. At that time, the man sitting right next to me desk was him. There were two reasons why I remembered the man who had nothing unusual and had a zero sense of existence. The first was that he had a rather impressive face. Even though the appearance looks ordinary, it is still very impressive in its own way. Once you see it once, it's hard to forget. Perhaps it was because his extremely sharp and stern eyes were attached to such an ordinary appearance. Any weak-minded person who meets that look will surely feel cold.

And a more important reason is that at that time he was looking at a design drawing with a bunch of messy numbers. In fact, it was because of it that I could never forget this man. Because Jeong Taeui has also seen lines of numbers and drawings similar to what he is holding in his hand.

"...."

And now I understand why he has it.

My taste suddenly became bitter. Even though I didn't want to blame the food, I still picked up the glass of water and took a sip.

In contrast to those sharp eyes, his personality really has nothing to do with his appearance. I was a bit concerned that he could easily approach strangers around him with a friendly smile like that, but this man's behavior in the used bookstore still made me laugh.

At that time, I thought, maybe if I didn't give him the book he had always dreamed of, would this big man hug me like a child and cry and throw a tantrum? I knew well how interesting the book about that race was and was sure my uncle would want to read this book right away, so I planned to buy it and send it back to my uncle after reading it so he could read it without having to leave UNHRDO.

But this man immediately lost all face and ran towards me.

He said he would return the 50 euros he had borrowed from me, but I also had no intention of getting it back. Giving and receiving in return is natural, but I has never thought that I should receive something in return just for giving. Isn't my uncle the same? He said that even to beggars passing by, he would not hesitate to give them money.

I thought so and with my compassionate heart, I decided to give that person a ride to Berlin.

But a problem appeared soon after.

At my invitation, the man politely nodded and said his home was in Berlin. After starting the car and starting the journey to Berlin, the two talked to each other the whole way.

No matter how you look at it, this man looked older than me, so I told him to stop making small talk and just talk comfortably. After that, he also became more comfortable, but his words speaking is still within the framework. And when I smiled bitterly, he asked a question that I should have been the one to ask in the first place.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet. Your name is...?

"ah...----I'm Kim Young Soo."

Taeui uttered an unfamiliar name while looking at the man through the rearview mirror.

There was no reason for me to do that, I just felt a little nauseous when I said that name. I deliberately chose the most common family name in Korea for my passport and other documents, but then I belatedly realized I should have chosen a name that was easier to pronounce. Once again, the man tilted his head at the unfamiliar words and opened his mouth.

"Kim Yong-soo...-?"

"Haha, it's a bit hard to pronounce, just call me Kim."

Taeui smiled and said. The man nodded and repeated, "Kim."

"Are you of Korean descent?"

"Korean... I don't look much like a Korean. How are you so good at guessing, usually Europeans have a hard time distinguishing the nationality of Asians even when heard our names too."

"I have a lot of Korean friends and especially a very close Korean friend of mine who also loves to collect antique books. So his hobby is very similar to mine. That's why. I want to be able to keep in touch with you."

The man spoke proudly. Jeong Taeui listened and nodded while driving.

In Europe, the road quality is quite well maintained and there are not many vehicles on the road so driving is very easy. I feel that even if I close my eyes now, the possibility of an accident is much lower than driving in a big city in Korea. A Korean friend also likes old books. Why is this world so small? Maybe even my uncle knows him.

Jeong Taeui nodded.

"Okay. But I only picked up a few old books and I don't know much about them, but my uncle is extremely knowledgeable. If you want to find any books, I will introduce you to him. It would probably be better if you could exchange rare books like that..."

The man was silent at my words, then sighed and shook his head.

"No. Precious books cannot be lent. Who knows if that person will sell those books or exchange them with others? Especially old books that must be preserved."

"Ah, that's right..."

I don't think this man is a bad person. But he is definitely a crazy person. He's crazy about anything related to books. Luckily, my uncle was not this seriously ill.

And then he quickly turned around with a smile.

"But it's nice to get to know someone with similar interests. It would be great if there were more opportunities to meet people like your uncle."

"Yes, I understand that feeling." Jeong Taeui continued his words.

"It seems like your uncle also made friends with many people who like old books. It would be great if we could gather and talk about those books."

Then he smiled happily and added, "Ah, that's right."

"Even though I'm working at a different job now, I used to do a job related to old books, and that time working helped me get to know a lot of people with similar interests. We still keep in touch up until now, it's been easy to talk about the same interests."

"It must be fun to do a job you like. Is a job related to used books something like opening a used bookstore?"

"No, I also plan to open a used bookstore when I get older. But when I was young, I founded a company to republish precious and rare old books, but because the demand was much smaller than the supply. So it's very difficult to continue operating the company."

"Ha..... yes...."

I bit my mouth and answered vaguely as if about to let out a sigh, feeling like a heavy stone had just rolled across my chest. What was that, a bad feeling of insecurity flashed through my head. If my ambiguities were correct, this was definitely bad luck.

"Ah, now I remember that I don't even know your name. What is your name...?"

After the man finished his story, Jeong Taeui asked softly. He looked surprised for a moment and then said "Oh." and shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"I forgot something so basic. I'm sorry, Kim. You can call me Kyle."

"Ah, okay. Kyle....., that sounds really good."

I heard that name and smiled, the stone weighing heavily on my chest also disappeared.

Okay, even though it's still a bit vague, there's no way I could have been that "lucky".

"Hearing that, a lot of people probably confuse it with your name. Normally, if I say I'm Kyle, I'm talking about my name." - Taeui asked.

"But among the people I know, there are people who use the last name Kyle." Jeong Taeui added.

Then, the man responded calmly.

"Ah. That's my name. Even though I still write my last name on the business card, when we talk, I will introduce myself as Kyle whether it's to people I meet for the first time or have met a few times. My younger brother is already using last name."

"Ha...."

"It's because my younger brother hates people calling his name. If someone without his permission accidentally calls my younger brother by his name, that person will be in big trouble. His personality is also not very good. I'm afraid to tell others......So in my family, only he is called by his last name, and outsiders are not allowed to call him by his first name. So even In social events, I still use the name Kyle like I do now."

"....."

For some reason, my mind felt dizzy, a bad omen crept into my mind, the vague pieces just like that completed exactly like my worries one by one. Taeui even remained speechless without daring to ask anything else. But whatever I don't want, God will definitely let it happen. When I didn't want to hear anything else, his words entered my ears more and more clearly.

"So I've never been called by my last name. Like Mr. Riegrow or something."

Damn it

I unconsciously tightened my grip on the steering wheel and accidentally stepped on the accelerator, causing the car to jump and accelerate suddenly. The man looked at me with a puzzled expression. I could only hastily release the accelerator.

"Ah....- so....- you're Kyle Riegrow?"

"That's right, but they're rarely called in full. Haha, just call me Kyle, everyone still calls me that. Plus if you call me Riegrow then maybe everyone little confused because in my family that's how they call my younger brother."

"Aha, okay."

I nodded, my brain went blank. MY eyes suddenly turned white. Luckily, the straight road ahead had almost no traffic.

If I drove in such a condition in a big city, I would definitely have caused an accident.

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