Dear Comrade - Dear Comrade chapter 5

Chapter 2. iron man (3)

Chapter 2. iron man (3)

Kim Jong-il was the same face he had seen in numerous photos and news footage during Jung-hwan’s childhood.

Small and short stature, with curly hair from which she was scorned by her grandmother perm countless times, and even sunglasses and robes.

The 2nd North Korean leader, who entered the banquet hall dignifiedly, looked around for a moment at all the guests standing there with nervous faces, and then clapped his hands as if satisfied.

“What are you doing? If you don’t sit around, didn’t you see Chief Abaddy watching? Please sit down.”

As soon as his permission was granted, the sound of a chair being dragged was heard and the guests sat down again.

Kim Jong-il soon ran to his father, Kim Il-sung, who was sitting at the guest table watching the scene, and bowed deeply.

“Captain Abaddy, this son is late, so I do not have a chance to see Abaddy. Happy birthday to Girae too, I hope you are doing well.”

“Girae, the construction is busy, so it might be late. Come here and get my drink.”

The rich northwestern dialect came and went, and as soon as Kim Il-sung poured alcohol, Kim Jong-il politely took the drink and raised the full cup and took the spear.

“To the eternal sun of our republic, the parent of all peoples, and the longevity of leader Kim Il-sung, cheers!”

“Cheers!”

After the toast was chanted and the drinks circulated several times, Kim Jong-il immediately gave instructions to the band as if he was the owner of this birthday party.

“Why are you guys in such a bad mood? What are you all doing there? Without playing again!”

At Kim Jong-il’s urging, the band began to sing again, and with the advent of Kim Jong-il, the atmosphere that had been tense for a while began to slowly loosen again.

However, the song the singer sang this time was a little different from the previous one.

“Hello Rabaul~ Until we meet again, tears are forming in our parting for a while~ Looking at that lovely, longing island… Southern Cross in the shade of palm leaves…”

‘Rabaul’s lie, now it’s clear that Kim Jong-il is the second-in-command in North Korea, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to do such a thing.’

As he listened to the song, Jeong-hwan noticed the subtle changes in facial expressions on the faces of the Korean People’s Army and the party elders standing next to Kim Il-sung as if assisting him.

The song the singer is singing now is called ‘Rabaul Folklore’, so the original song is a modified song called ‘Namyang Passage’, composed by a Japanese named ‘Shimaguchi Komao’.

Up to that point, you could say, ‘What is that?’ The problem is that this song is a military song sung by the former Japanese military during the Pacific War.

And, ironically, according to the testimony of several North Korean defectors, it is also known as Kim Jong-il’s favorite song during his lifetime.

‘Is it like a human who built a dictatorship comparable to that of the Emperor of Japan during World War II? It seems that incompetent dictators have something in common.’

Whether they knew it or not, it meant one thing to instruct them to casually play the old Japanese military songs in the presence of their father, who was once an anti-Japanese partisan (though it is the norm that his achievements were exaggerated).

It is said that Kim Jong-il’s position and power in North Korea has already been firmly established.

In fact, as the Rabaul song resounded in the hall, Kim Il-sung’s wrinkled face changed subtly, but Jung-hwan seemed to be the only one who noticed it this time.

‘But it is clear that Kim Il-sung is still number one, and Kim Jong-Il himself seems to know that.’

While sharing a drink with Baek Seung-cheol and Yoo Hye-rim, who were joined by Kim Jong-il, Jung-hwan thought the same to himself.

In fact, Kim Jong-il’s attitude toward his father was polite and cautious, unlike Ahn Ha-mu-in’s attitude toward other people.

‘The data I read while working for the North Korean economic team seems to be true.’

Junghwan recalled a report from the North Korean economic team he had previously worked with at the Korea Development Institute.

As North Korea is a country in which everything is overturned by the leader’s words, profiling data on the psychology of the Kim family, the highest dignity in North Korea, and especially Kim Jong-il, must be viewed at least once.

– Brutal, cryptic, paranoid and capricious personality that no one trusts. Administrative ability or leadership is difficult to find, but the desire for power is very strong, so he does not tolerate challenges to his authority and can instinctively smell the power.

When Kim Jong-il first entered politics, it is said that he always showed off his blood ties with his father, such as sticking around like a shadow next to his father, Kim Il-sung, and supporting his father whenever he got up from his seat.

It is a story that Kim Il-sung instinctively knew where his power came from when he was young, from when he was in his 40s, who did not feel any discomfort in his movements.

If not to that extent now, Kim Jong-il’s attitude toward his father was clearly that of a polite son.

I don’t know how long that attitude will last.

‘After all, charging head-on right now is an act of suicide. First of all, I have to build my person, my line, first by strengthening the sides. That way, when the opportunity arises, we can take control of North Korea.’

While Jeonghwan was thinking like this, the party went on, and at last most of the attendees were getting drunkenly on their faces.

At that moment, Kim Il-sung got up from his seat and said something completely unexpected.

“Yeah, today, in this auspicious place, all my bloodlines have gathered like this in a long time, so why didn’t you go to see each other’s faces? Everyone, wake up.”

“………………”

At those words, the faces of several people around him, including Kim Jong-il, hardened slightly.

The word bloodline means not only Kim Jong-il, the reincarnation of his filial piety, but also the government and, in a word, all reincarnations of his concubine.

Even Kim Il-sung, the supreme leader of North Korea, summoning his illegitimate illegitimate son (even an open secret) in public can be interpreted in many ways, but one thing was certain.

‘I don’t know if it’s because of that song, but I don’t think it’s very comfortable to plant it now.’

Perhaps Kim Jong-il also sensed it, his expression distorted openly.

At the same time as his expression contorted, the atmosphere of the party that had just been tumultuous faded noticeably.

“Oh, what are you doing? Come on, don’t call my bastards!”

“Yes, yes, sir. I did as you said.”

However, there was no reason to stop an old man over 60 years old from wanting to see his son and grandchildren.

The executives and generals, who were silent in the banquet hall at the words of Kim Il-sung, looked at each other, and then looked at some people who were sitting like barley sacks that Kim Jong-il had borrowed.

Although there were a few, Jeonghwan was also one of the people who received the attention, but most of them already knew that he was of Kim Il-sung’s lineage, ‘the stem of Mt. Baekdu.’

Soon, some people moved, and Jeong-hwan also walked out of the corner table and stood in front of Kim Il-sung.

“Abadi, here is Nami Jeong, the eldest grandson of Abbaji. Namah Jung, say hello to Grandpa.”

“Come on, Namah Jung, did you miss this grandfather?”

In the future where Kim Jong-nam and Kim Jong-il’s eldest son, Kim Il-sung’s eldest grandson, Jeong-hwan returns, he is poisoned in a foreign land by his younger brother, the next North Korean leader, but here he is a nephew several years younger than Jeong-hwan.

Kim Jong-il seemed to want to relieve his father’s feelings by showing his father, Kim Il-sung, his cute eldest grandson, but Kim Jong-nam’s attitude was completely uncooperative.

“Daddy, I hate it here, it’s not fun. Come back.”

“Jung Nam-ah! If an adult asks you, you have to answer it!”

Kim Jong-il wrinkled his face and threatened him terribly, but perhaps because he grew up so precious, Kim Jong-nam, who was only 14 years old, did not stop whining because it was uncomfortable for adults he did not know to focus on him.

“no. I don’t like it. I will go home.”

“You bastard, you bastard…”

“Okay, what do you know? What about Kyunghee?”

“That’s… he didn’t come today because he was sick.”

“Are you hangover again? After all, there is one thing called a daughter-in-law…”

When Kim Il-sung took offense at the absence of his only daughter, Kim Jong-il’s younger brother, Kim Kyung-hee, Kim Jong-il’s expression distorted and the temperature in the banquet hall began to cool in earnest.

After all, Kim Il-sung is still the number one leader in North Korea.

“Gee, send the soldiers even now…”

“Put it away! This is why bitches can’t do big things! Where are the other kids, Youngil?”

When the word ‘Youngil’ came out of Kim Il-sung’s mouth, Kim Jong-il’s face, which was still uncomfortable, turned into a rotten expression.

This is because Yeong-il, ‘Kim Young-il’ was the half-brother of Kim Jong-il, whom Kim Il-sung had with his second wife, Kim Seong-ae.

“Abadi, I’m sorry. This is Youngil.”

“Oh, I heard you came back from Deutsche (East Germany). Girai, how are you today?”

It was a young man who appeared to be several years older than Jeonghwan who appeared at Kim Il-sung’s call.

Kim Young-il, who seemed to be somewhat frightened, answered Kim Il-sung while avoiding the gaze of Kim Jong-il, who was staring at him with eyes that seemed to eat him from behind.

He seemed to know well that his life was at stake in those words.

“Hey, there’s nothing to do (it’s okay). This is all thanks to my brother.. Oh, no, the general cared about me both physically and mentally.”

“…Oh, hey? That’s good.”

Kim Young-il’s vague answer seemed uncomfortable to Kim Il-sung, but he couldn’t ask any more that he didn’t have a job.

In addition to Kim Jong-il and Kim Young-il, Kim Il-sung, who was heavily female, had several more children, such as Kim Pyong-il and Kim Hyun, but they were all out of the country due to Kim Jong-il’s checks.

And finally, it was Jeonghwan’s turn.

“Sir, this is Jeonghwan.”

“Girae, you are Jeonghwan. I heard from Dean Kim Dae that you are so clever.”

Kim Il-sung smiled satisfactorily at Jeong-hwan, who bowed deeply and greeted him, and even tapped Jeong-hwan’s shoulder.

Apparently, as his mother Kim Myung-ae said, to Kim Il-sung, Jung-hwan’s grades at Kim University had already reached his ears.

“Go-jeo, in our Jeonju Kim clan, there weren’t many children with ink in their bones from generation to generation, but I’m really happy that a seed with an extraordinary bone like you has appeared. Gi-rae, the family must have at least one bastard who drives Professor Kim’s sign on his own. hot hot.”

‘Father… it’s a strange feeling’

Just a month ago, it was a strange feeling to call out father to the head of the Korean War, which he had only seen in books, but Jeonghwan tried to adapt to the situation.

‘Calm down, it all depends on pleasing the Kim family here. From their point of view, what would you most like to hear from the point of view of the person I know, Kim Il-sung?’

In response to Kim Il-sung’s praise, Jeong-hwan bowed his head more deeply and quietly answered.

“All of this is thanks to the consideration of Comrade Abai leader and General Kim Jong-il. I will continue to devote myself to my studies in the future so that I can become an intelligent worker of the party.”

“Cancer, that’s right. haha.”

“I will be happy to have wonderful children. Recipient Comrade.”

“As expected, he is a proud ledger like General Kim Jong-il, perhaps because he received the leader’s seed. Aren’t all these blessings of our Joseon Dynasty?”

Even so, Kim Il-sung’s laughter continued to arouse as he felt better because he had at least one son who gave an answer.

“Abadi, our Kim family has been outstanding since the Goryeo dynasty. In the generation of Abaddi, its glory reaches the heavens, and it will prosper for thousands of generations.”

“Your commander is right. All of this is thanks to the comrade leader.”

Kim Jong-il also drank whiskey and looked relieved, enjoying the flattery of the surrounding executives, whether Jung-hwan had judged that he had no hostility to him.

…However, it soon became clear that Kim Il-sung did not simply call his bloodlines to make a name for himself.

Just as the tension was relieved and the party atmosphere was about to return to normal, Kim Il-sung unexpectedly opened his mouth again and spoke again.

“I recently received a report from the Politburo, and the situation inside and outside the party is very unusual. That’s why the party and military officials who have just gathered here are trying to find a plan by gathering goals.”

“……”

“Recently, in Russia, Comrade Gorbachev took the presidency, and in China, Comrade Deng So-ping (Deng Xiaoping) said that he would come and go with Europeans (Europe) and even with US imperialist capitalists, suggesting opening up to Korea as well. Please tell the executives and Jeong-il how you will get through this situation without any hesitation .”