Heo Gunpil Center - Chapter 130



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Episode 130. Summer: Friends (9)

Pijuhee, who got up from the floor, pushed up her crooked glasses.

The sound of footsteps of people running down the window echoes.

‘At least fifteen.’

Can you subdue it?

“Where the hell is that kid!”

“Center? What does it say over there?!”

Pi Ju-hee glanced at the extension cords and tools in their hands.

‘I clearly have no experience fighting against multiple opponents.’

He had never encountered dozens of men, except for the incidents at Saenara Garden and Ssangryongpa. He had dealt with them all by Heo Geonpil, so it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a total failure.

… … but my instincts were telling me.

“I don’t think I’ll lose…!”

I clenched my fists. I got into position. And―

“Find other rats around you first!”

Squeak. He put his fist down and turned around.

“Fuck… Those bastards who I couldn’t even look at in the eye with before, are now slowly picking up beans and eating them like rats…!”

“Where did you come from, kid?”

Before he knew it, a group of young men had blocked the alley and surrounded him from behind.

The man responsible for this incident, the dealer, laughed at Pi Joo-hee.

“Why, are you running away now? How are you going to run away? Do you think you can run away—”

Percussion!

“Huh?”

Step on the wall as if you were stepping on the ground.

Pijuhee jumped up and stepped on the outer wall of the building, jumping over the heads of the men. After landing, she pushed up her crooked glasses with her middle finger. Then she ran without looking back.

“What is that kid?”

“… … What are you doing! Just catch him!”

The dumbfounded men ran after Pi Ju-hee exactly three seconds later.

This is the story of how Pi Ju-hee, kicking up dust, headed towards the three students.

“Jangmimi, listen!”

Park Han-byeol was slow to jump, and Park Seung-ri sat down with her laptop.

Jang Mi-mi immediately lifted Park Han-byeol up like a princess. Pi Joo-hee put her arm around Park Seung-ri.

“Whoa!”

“Ahhhh! My baby! My baby is falling!”

To get to the main street, I had to squeeze through small alleys, squeezing between the tightly packed shops.

“Here it is!”

“Over here!”

The problem is that the four students are not familiar with the geography of this alley. Soon, a telephone pole is placed between them, blocking the narrow alley, and the young men in front and behind them.

The sight of their weapons was hideous. Park Han-byeol’s face turned pale.

“Mom, it’s blocked… … Run, there’s no way to escape… … .”

“I don’t think so?”

Whoosh. She looked up.

Unlike me, Jang Mi was smiling brightly.

“Even a rat in a well… has a hole to escape from!”

Pijuhee!

Immediately, Pi Joo-hee offered her hand. Jang Mi-mi jumped on that hand and lightly stepped on the transformer on the electric pole. Then, she reached the rooftop of the store and reached out her hand. Pi Joo-hee, who had stepped on the outdoor unit and jumped, grabbed that hand and reached the rooftop as well.

It all happened in a matter of seconds, as if it had been planned out in advance.

“Fuck, f*ck! What the hell are those guys…!”

Leaving the screams behind, the two climbed over the rooftop.

* * *

“All I did during the whole vacation was climb a tree on Mt. Yeongsan, so who’s going to catch me?”

Rose Mi, who arrived at the office, gulped down the energy drink. She threw the remaining half to Pi Ju-hee.

“What happened?”

“I was climbing up the pipe, but it bent. I fell.”

“Oh my, that’s what I said!”

Even though they were running quickly around us like the scenery outside the car window, they didn’t even look out of breath. They even ran that long distance carrying me and Park Seung-ri.

No, no, from the beginning… … .

“What, what was that just now?”

Can a person run that high? Can a person climb that high just by jumping?

That distance? That height?

“Two, two people… what the hell―”

“Baby! There’s a scratch on my baby!”

Park Seung-ri screamed as he opened his laptop screen. A thin white line was scratched across his laptop screen.

“Pi Joo-hee! You did this to my baby, and you came back without any results?!”

Park Seung-ri, who automatically lowered his eyes when standing in front of Pi Ju-hee, looked straight into his eyes and shouted. Tears were welling up in his eyes.

“It wasn’t that there was no harvest.”

He said, shrugging his shoulders and crushing the can.

“You must have seen it too. The man in the lead.”

“It was the man on the CCTV.”

“Yeah. That guy’s colleague said, when this is over, drop him off at China.”

“I’m sure you’re talking about this incident… Does moving to China mean you’re going to make a killing off of this?”

There’s not much to infer. Is there anything else?

Rosemi narrowed the space between her eyebrows.

“Fortunately, this is not the only harvest.”

‘… … !’

In a split second, when there was not even time to open her eyes, Pi Joo-hee was unable to set up the camera.

[… … Are you really a human?!]

However… it’s not like I couldn’t do everything I was given.

Because just before I fell down, I activated it by putting my fingertips on another device.

“Wiretapping!”

When the sound of a wiretapping device was heard from the laptop that Seungri Park turned on to check the status, the three students sat huddled together in front of the laptop.

[Those guys, what was written on the clothes they were wearing? Weren’t they wearing school uniforms?!]

[Isn’t there a kid who remembers faces?]

Bang! The sound of the extension cord being thrown in anger and rolling on the floor rings out.

[Fuck, fucking shit! If we mess this up, all the smuggling is going to die!]

[If you fail, are you the only one who dies? Shut your mouth, you punk.]

Judging by the two familiar voices that dominated the conversation, it seemed like the two men Pi Ju-hee had seen through the window were the ones in charge of this matter.

[What are the chances of getting salty now? Throw it away here?]

[You can’t call the police on those kids. At first, I thought they were just kids who were hanging around here to eat because the Ssangryongpa was hot, but when I looked closely, they were just kids.]

[But you saw it too. What the hell kind of power…!]

[… … Sigh.]

Just leave it here and go to the store.

Their angry noise died down with a deep sigh.

[When did the work start? How long did it take?]

[Tomorrow dawn. It will take at least a day to remove the organ and drain all the blood.]

[… … brought forward to this morning.]

[Hey, bringing that stone-faced kid over isn’t a problem. I’ve already given those Pam kids some sleeping pills, so they won’t be able to work right away.]

The four students focused on their conversation without even blinking.

“… … Okay, organ trafficking… … .”

Yes, that was actually what she had expected. But when the thing she had assumed became reality, Park Han-byeol couldn’t breathe.

[Why not? That kid can just work on it first. He’s a kid who sleeps well even without medicine.]

“… … !”

I swallowed hard. My breathing began to rumble.

[It was a good thing I moved it to the store in advance.]

[Last summer? Is it last summer? Where did you move the store?]

[The store of the owner who made that kid an idiot.]

Thud, thud, thud.

My heart was beating faster. My breathing became more rapid.

[But why did that kid do that? He said he sneaked into the boss’s office and played around with the computer. If he wanted to play games, he should have gone to a PC room. He must have been mentally retarded.]

Thud, thud.

[I don’t know, damn it. I’ll just move the medicine and come back. I heard you had all the files open on your computer. You must have beaten the hell out of the boss because he turned a blind eye, and then you fell down the stairs and ended up like that.]

thud.

“… …Star!”

Park Han-byeol lost consciousness after saying those words.

* * *

“Ugh, ugh, euaaaaaaaaaaaa… … .”

On the rooftop of the store, Park Han-byeol screamed with a monstrous roar. Her sleepy throat was so sore it felt like it was going to snap, and her voice was not coming out properly.

“I, I, ah, lived a good, good life, ugh, lived, but… … Ugh, ugh. At least, I lived without committing sins, ugh. lived… … .”

He grabbed her head and pounded one of his feet, which had his slipper off, on the floor.

“Eugh… … .”

The fact that he had gone to the police station was discovered by the man who managed the store. He reported this fact to the store owner, and the owner, the owner… … .

‘Don’t you know I took all the pictures?’

Park Han-byeol lived only to escape from this hellish place. And she thought she could erase this past. However, it was recorded and once it was revealed, she could not be free until the day she died. It was certain that it would remain like a brand for the rest of her life and make her live in hell.

“Hanbyeol is here…!”

Jeon Yeoreum’s expression, which had been bright as she climbed the stairs, hardened.

He immediately ran to Park Han-byeol and hugged her, trying to pat her on the back like he had comforted and consoled his own younger sister.

“… … .”

But after looking at her hand once… she walked very slowly and sat down next to her.

I didn’t ask why. I didn’t expect an answer. I just waited. I sat next to her, for a long time. Until the sun rose high in the sky and became the moon.

Until the stars shine.

“All adults are liars… … .”

Park Han-byeol muttered, burying her face between her arms.

“If there is something that a student cannot solve on his/her own… he/she should tell an adult… … .”

“… … .”

“I thought an adult would help me… … .”

If you are a victim of domestic violence, report it to the police. If you are a victim of sexual violence, report it to your parents. If you are a victim of school violence, report it to your teachers. This does not mean just to them. If they are not around, report it to the adults around you.

That’s how Park Han-byeol learned. That’s how she learned and lived.

“But what the fuck, f*ck… … why aren’t you helping me? Why are you pretending not to know?”

“… … .”

“Naaa, naaa… … I’ll never trust you again. I’ll never trust you again… … .”

Her hair stuck to her face, which was soaked with tears, snot, and saliva.

Her wailing face was so messed up that it was hard to look at.

“……I am.”

“… … .”

“Oh, it won’t change.”

And next to him, Jeon Yeoreum, with an equally messed up face, spoke. He was sobbing.

“As I get older… ugh, ugh. Even when I become an adult… … No, ugh. Things will change… … .”

“No… why are you crying, oppa… .”

Park Han-byeol saw Jeon Yeo-reum crying for the first time.

He showed up smiling even when he was beaten so hard he couldn’t open his eyes, and he showed up smiling even when his crew was robbed by members of the group.

“Eugh, ugh. Ugh, ugh… … .”

So looking at that ugly, repulsive face… … .

“I’ll believe you… … .”

Park Han-byeol said this.

* * *

“Ugh…!”

Park Han-byeol opened her eyes with a start. As she got up from the makeshift bed made of chairs, her phone rang incessantly.

president

The president. He wasn’t Pi Joo-hee and Jang Mi’s president.

He was Park Han-byeol’s president.

“Your junior is awake?”

The sign outside the office, where the monitor’s complaints were still alive, went up together. I immediately understood the meaning of the call. It must be a call looking for me who didn’t show up even though it was time to light up my store sign.

“… … .”

“Did I stop the kids from taking me to the hospital?”

Park Han-byeol turned off the phone.

Sadly, the call was no longer in her sight. She muttered with her eyes wide open.

“Well, since my junior didn’t wake up, I checked the location on his phone. Joohee and Mimi are on the rooftop because they have something to plan. This time, to make sure, I’m planning the route first—”

“I should have asked first if I could become an adult.”

“……what?”

Park Seung-ri asked back, meeting eyes without a single ray of light.

So, this question was probably not directed at Seungri Park.

“If there is a God… this shouldn’t be happening.”

Park Han-byeol also didn’t expect an answer.

However, Seungri Park, who had taken off his headset… … stopped brushing his hair that was flying like dog hair and spat out the answer to the question.

“… … I don’t know how it will sound, but I can’t receive the touch of God while I’m alive anyway.”

Oh, God doesn’t pass through our lives.

They watch human life from too high a place, and from too low a place.

“But there is a being that resembles God.”

Park Han-byeol asked back with focused eyes.

“……yes?”

“Junior, my uncle tried to commit suicide with me by lighting a flash grenade when I was 5 years old.”

Then, Seungri Park brought out a faded past.