Lay Low C.53
This is MTL Work. Just for fun.
Episode 53
“You look like shit, hyung?”
"Uh. Don't you think it's okay for a nobody to come into the guild leader's room? Just take the items with them.”
Ui-jae pointed to a long group of gang members stretching behind him. The corners of Sa-young’s mouth raised. He returned to his desk, fixed his gaze on Cha Ui-jae, and pressed the microphone button connected to the secretary's office.
“Tell the research team to bring new samples, and the management to send a transport truck to the main gate of the Wave Guild.”
-Uh, yes? A transport vehicle?-
“It can carry 20 awakened people at once. No, just tell me to bring the biggest one and they will understand.”
-Yes, I will forward it to you right away.-
Sa-young let go of the microphone button, placed both hands on the desk, and lowered his head. A deep sigh escaped from between his lips.
“… message."
"huh?"
Ui-jae blinked. That man looks like he fell into the water and rolled around in the dust. Sa-young tapped the desk with his fingertips.
“Why don’t you read the text?”
“… Did you send me a text?”
Sa-young raised his eyes upward and looked at Ui-jae. He replied to that crazy text as soon as it arrived and you didn't see it? The corners of Sa-young’s mouth twitched. So, it ends up like this.
"aha… . Pretending not to know?"
“No, hey, are you pretending not to know? I really didn't see it. The screen on my cell phone went out.”
Ui-jae took out his cell phone from his pants pocket and showed it to him. As he said, the screen was completely broken as if it had been hit with a hammer.
Sa-young glanced at the inside of the container, which was peeking through the open door. All kinds of tools and weapons are scattered around the guys who are tied together like a coffin. There was no blood on it, but most of it was broken or bent.
“… … .”
Sa-young turned his eyes again and looked at Ui-jae. His face is as beautiful as usual. However, his hair was wet as if it had been hit by water, his hoodie, his normally neat hair was gone, his hair was a mess, and even the footprints and stick marks on his apron. There was no mess like this.
Cha Ui-jae's true skills are unknown, but there was no way an awakened person capable of blocking Sa-young's attack would have been beaten to such a degree and fought without leaving traces. In other words, he was deliberately beaten.
“… … .”
Meanwhile, Ui-jae took out some heavy black backpacks from his inventory and stacked them in the guild leader's room, then put the last thing on his back down. At the same time, hr was annoyed that he never came through the door.
Do you think you are really a nobody just because you called him a nobody? Sa-young asked without hiding his annoyance.
“What are you doing now?”
"Wait for a second. Everything in this backpack is medicine. They say three or something, but I don't know what the units are. No, you will take care of that.”
“… … .”
“Hey, Mr. Romantic Opener. When do you think you’ll pass out?”
“… Ne?”
“… It looks like you’re about to pass out.”
Choi Gyodo was already lying face down on the corner of the room. Moreover, it was in the state of a being that could barely move its mouth. His eyes were blurry and unfocused and seemed like they were about to close. Ui-jae clicked his tongue and gestured toward Sa-young.
“Come in and take this person away.”
Sa-young tilted his head slightly with a sullen expression.
“I can’t go in there.”
"Huh?"
“That door is one-way.”
“… One-way?”
“I guess he didn’t explain it well? That door only allows you to go out, not to enter.”
Ui-jae looked at the romantic opener, then at the door, then at Sa-young.
At this point, Sa-young could clearly see that Cha Ui-jae was thinking something like a fool with that smooth face. Sa-young had no intention of hiding his already damaged sarcasm, like a dog baring its teeth viciously.
"Why. Are you going to stay in there and not come out until he faints?”
The neat face suddenly changed. He usually made that look when he hit the nail on the head.
“No, I wonder if there is any need for me to go there.”
"Haaaa."
“Can’t I just hand over the goods and these guys to you?”
“How do you get from Incheon to the hangover soup restaurant? Are you going to use a corporate card to call taxis again?”
“Two hours with a late-night surcharge. It might be a bit expensive.”
Ui-jae looked like he was seriously contemplating.
Cha Ui-jae is a mess. Sa-young thought so. Not only was he like that now, but from the way he was acting, it was clear that his mind was also a mess. He's incredibly reckless, self-indulgent, and old-fashioned, but he's also the best in the world, and he acts dangerously as if he has an extra life to live.
“But what… .”
Cha Ui-jae laughed, wiping away his wet hair.
“This was quite useful. Right?"
And strangely….
Sa-young, who was staring at his smiling face with his teeth showing, suddenly turned around.
“Come in before the door closes.”
“If we just throw them there.”
“I only say it once. Just listen.”
He said it heavily for his voice to be heard. It was only then that Ui-jae pushed Choi Gyodo into the guild leader's room and stepped into the guild leader's room, dragging the guys tied up like gulbi (dried fish).
The moment the last gulbi came out of the door, Choi Gyodo, who had been holding on tenaciously, uttered his last words.
“Gyeong.”
At the same time, the wide-open door disappeared, and the tightly closed door of the guild leader's room returned to its original place. Sa-young returned after leaving the kimchi and dried fish outside. Ui-jae was still standing awkwardly in his seat, looking around.
“Let’s hear it first.”
Sa-young asked, crossing his arms.
“Why did you jump in on purpose?”
"Huh? I was wondering if I could at least catch the tail while fumbling around.”
Ui-jae spoke calmly and shrugged his shoulders.
“But I didn’t get anything.”
“There’s no need for you to do something like that. What I entrusted to my brother was simple surveillance. There are other professionals who can subdue it.”
“I was able to react faster than them, today.”
Ui-jae's actions were of great help. It was right. Although guild members from each government agency and wave guild chased after those selling drugs, they reached the limit. It was the first time someone had rounded up all the people doing business like this and robbed them of all their drugs. Having obtained this much medicine, both the Vow Guild and the Pado Guild research team will be able to extract quite useful data.
Sa-young gestured towards Ui-jae.
"All right. Search."
“Okay, here we go. Hi Nexbee, search for the nearest bus terminal.”
Ui-jae called Nexbee on his cell phone with a broken screen. Now, it was safe to call Nexbee his eternal companion. However, Lee Sa-young tilted his head crookedly and glared at his cell phone, as if he didn't like something else.
At this point, Cha Ui-jae couldn't help but notice that Lee Sa-young broke his neck whenever he felt uncomfortable. He tried to pretend not to know, but in the end, Ui-jae couldn't hide his nervousness and asked.
“Why again, man?”
"No… I wonder if they did this on purpose.”
"What?"
“Why are you looking for a bus?”
“I have to go home. If you’re late, the bus will be cut off.”
“Looking like that?”
Sa-young looked the suit up and down. It was as if he was being sarcastic. Only then did Ui-jae look back at himself. His wet hair, hoodie, and apron full of footprints covered in wet water.
Cha Ui-jae was fine, but his visuals were not that good. He seemed like a person with a serious story. If a caring and kind person saw him, they would definitely come and ask what was going on!
After realizing that fact, Ui-jae quietly put his cell phone in his pocket. Then he let out a long sigh and stroked his wet hair.
'Even if I didn't get covered in water, I would just go.'
No, when he thought about it, he thought he could go without being detected if he used silent steps. It was the moment when Ui-jae was about to quietly walk towards the door. Sa-young took out a crumpled A4 paper from the inventory. It was Hong Ye-seong's emergency escape button that he saw the other day.
And before Ui-jae had time to refuse, Sa-young grabbed Ui-jae's arm and tore the paper.
A moment later, the two were standing in front of the door of the hangover soup restaurant.
“… Isn’t that a valuable item?”
"It’s okay. There are ten sheets in one set.”
“… … .”
Ui-jae opened the locked door of the hangover soup restaurant and entered with a worried look on his face. And he headed to the side room.
In the small room at the back of the store, one wall was crammed with gift boxes he had recently received, and on one side were neatly folded blankets and pillows. If the box wasn't completely removed, the garment was so big that it couldn't even lie down straight.
But for Ui-jae, a room like this was really enough. Rather, he was grateful. Isn't it much better than sleeping in the crack, sleeping with the corpse of a monster as a pillow and blood as a blanket? The walls and ceiling are closed, there is a place to lie down, and there are blankets and pillows. It was a perfect space.
Of course, that is Ui-jae’s opinion. Sa-young asks, “Can people live safely in a place like this?” While thinking about this, he looked back at Ui-jae.
“You’re sleeping here?”
“Didn’t you do a full background check on me? You saw it coming out here back then.”
It was about the day he came early in the morning and sat down in the hall. Sa-young responded bluntly to Ui-jae's scolding.
“I didn’t know the room was like this.”
You've grown up so well that you are number 1 in the rankings. However, Ui-jae had been like that at one time, so he responded without being harsh.
“All you need is a blanket, a pillow, a floor, and a ceiling.”
“… … .”
“… why?"
Sa-young was looking at Ui-jae silently. A look of disapproval began to appear on his delicate face.
“Do you have a hobby of self-torture?”