You Promised Me, Mr. Lee San-ha - Chapter 104



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Episode 104: Pooping is not a ‘culture’ (2)

The squeaky nose shouted again.

“So if you don’t want to be X, get out quickly! Who was that kid who was absentmindedly watching the Etoile showcase?!”

While everyone was looking at the ground and avoiding eye contact, someone took a step forward and spoke.

“One year! Hwang! Min! Gyu!”

The gaze of the saddle-nosed man turns towards him.

“Ha, hahaha. You’re not a 0-year employee who doesn’t know anything, but you’re a 1-year employee who’s slacking off? Wow~ That’s amazing~ The security industry has really improved a lot these days.”

“sorry!”

“It’s not even about voluntarily paying taxes, but it looks like you’re crawling out because you’re doing a battle royale. Do you really want to hide your body in the meantime?”

The nearby stray dog ​​kicked Hwang Min-gyu’s shin.

Exactly!

“Ugh! Sorry!”

“I’m dying from boredom. Hey, youngest!”

I looked around for a moment and realized.

I’m the youngest.

“0 years, Lee San-ha?”

Even I thought about it, it was a somewhat ambiguous title.

The goblin frowned and said.

“Ha, damn it, the youngest’s rank and name are really messed up… … Ah, that’s enough, the first-years will take care of disciplining the zero-years, and you, youngest, go to work first.”

I walked towards the saddle nose.

After a while, Dulchanko pointed at Hwang Min-gyu and said.

“Go and beat that bastard up.”

“yes?”

“Go and hit him. And instead of saying ‘yes,’ say ‘I didn’t hear you right.’ Didn’t you serve in the military?”

“Well, then I misheard.”

“No~ That’s why it’s a question.”

“yes.”

“Not you! You have to follow!”

“Not you! You have to follow!”

Suddenly, the little boy started to yell and get angry.

“Who picked this piece of shit?!”

“Who picked this piece of shit?!”

“Stop following me, you crazy bastard!”

He grabbed me by the collar and said,

“Is it fun? Is it fun? This kid really wants to see it… … .”

“Did I mishear you?”

“I know how to get back!”

Honestly, I thought the reaction was funny, so I tried to tease him a bit.

The moment he extends his fist back.

chin!

Kim Tae-kyung grabbed his arm.

Said the angry snail.

“What the heck are you?! Are you crazy?!”

“It’s a waiting period for new recruits. Don’t you know that you’re not allowed to touch anything for a week?”

Kim Tae-kyung’s calm voice.

Ddeulchanko put me down while grumbling, and then immediately grabbed Kim Taekyung by the collar.

“Then you are right.”

Phew!

Kim Tae-kyung’s cheek was hit by a fist from a snail.

‘Huh? If I do this, I’ll feel so sorry towards Kim Tae-kyung.’

The situation became more serious than expected.

I stepped back and opened the status window.

The name of the stray dog ​​was written on the name tag.

Let’s look at the list of promises he and others have kept.

… … .

Numerous promises unfold.

Kim Sa-bin’s promises that may have been building up throughout her life.

I used search filters to narrow down the results.

Search results → Search term [nicely]

From Lee Eun-hae (the subject’s mother): Promise to live a good life.

From Jo Myeong-suk (the target’s ex-girlfriend): Promise to arrive at work safely and on time.

… … .

Clear away the useless stuff and start fulfilling the promises at the top.

The reaction came immediately.

“Oh my! I’m sorry, Taekyung!”

Kim Sa-bin suddenly hugged Kim Tae-kyung’s head and buried it between her breasts.

Kim Tae-kyung froze like a stone.

“Why, why are you doing this… … ?”

“Why~ I hurt you! Oh, it really hurts! I’m trash, I, I’m so bad! Sob, sob, sob… .”

All the employees gathered at the back of the gym opened their eyes wide.

Kim Sa-bin’s agony continued in silence with a look of astonishment.

“Min-gyu, you must have been in so much pain too, right? I’m so sorry. Please forgive me!”

He fell to his knees and began to beg.

“No. I will probably never be forgiven. Ah! I should have lived a good life, but my soul has become uglier than the devil and dirtier than a cesspool! Doctor, look. The monster inside me has grown this big. Sob! I’m sorry, juniors. Punish me. Beat me, scratch me, and destroy my body! And spit on my corpse! Condemn me! That will be a just judgment!”

Is this living a good life?

Since I haven’t lived a good life yet, are you at least trying?

I walked over to him and whispered in his ear.

“First of all, wouldn’t it be a good thing to take care of the people who got hurt because of you?”

“Ah! I didn’t know that! I have lived my whole life in evil, so my eyes have become dark and I have lost my way even in the sunlight. What a fool I am. If it weren’t for the angel’s whisper, I would have wandered into the pit of evil again… … ! Thank you. Thank you!”

I guess this is histrionic personality disorder.

Soon, Kim Sa-bin brought Kim Tae-kyung and Hwang Min-gyu and linked arms with them.

“Taekyung, your face must have really hurt, right? Mingyu’s shins must have really hurt too… … Let’s go to the infirmary first. I’ll apply some medicine and give you a good night’s sleep.”

Kim Tae-kyung and Hwang Min-gyu shook their heads as if their necks were about to fall off.

“Ah …

“My shins don’t hurt at all! Why, why are you doing this, really?!”

But Kim Sabin’s stubbornness was strong.

“No. You need healing and love. Everyone needs peace, even if they don’t realize it, so I will be your refuge. That is my atonement.”

Eventually, the two were taken to the infirmary.

He wiped my nose.

“People should live well.”

* * *

Kim Tae-kyung came out of the infirmary and was a different person.

It felt like looking at a pile of white, burnt ashes.

“Wh, why is that bastard Kim Sa-bin acting like that? What kind of change of heart has occurred to make her act like that? If she has some kind of plan, she could just say it out loud… … Huh, is that it? She’s been physically attacked so many times that now she’s going to attack me mentally? Yeah, if not, then it doesn’t make sense… … Should I kill her right now? Strike first?”

It’s so pitiful to see Kim Tae-kyung muttering to himself.

I comforted him.

“Just hold on a little longer. I heard you’re going on a dispatch in the afternoon.”

Only then does life slowly return to Kim Tae-kyung’s eyes.

“Oh. Right. Yeah, when you go on a mission, even if you go in a group, there are people watching so you can’t touch them. The only place you can do all that crap is in this MI6 building.”

“Where are you going today?”

“Bank! You should know that you are really lucky.”

“Why? Do you like banks so much?”

“There’s not much to do there. All I can do is exchange money for the elderly who have difficulty using the machines, or show them around the facilities. I can also take out a number. And these days, if you go to an outdoor performance, you’ll get really cold. But the bank is well-heated and warm.”

Hearing that, it certainly seems like a good place to work.

In this kind of weather, it would be really hard to get out into the outdoors, like factories or buildings, or to do things like guarding people.

“I heard you were successful in drawing.”

“I feel like I’m getting lucky today. It would have been perfect if that crazy bastard Kim Sabin hadn’t been acting all coy and acting all coy, but anyway, I just need to finish my afternoon shift well.”

“Is there anything I should be particularly careful about at the bank?”

“Hey, there’s nothing. In the first place, there would be a bank robbery or something.”

Yeah, that’s true.

It really feels like I’m literally going out to provide service.

Before dispatch, I returned to [Team 1 Dormitory] to check the equipment one last time.

When I opened the door, I saw someone lying down.

It was the ‘comfortable-dressed man’ who first made Kim Tae-kyung lie down.

“Hey, Taekyung’s dispatched?”

“Yes, that’s right!”

He approached Kim Tae-kyung, smiling broadly.

“I watched a documentary and… … Do you know about the stag beetle?”

“Yes, I know!”

“I heard it’s really expensive? If you raise it well, it can go for hundreds of millions!”

“Oh, really? I didn’t know that.”

“So, on your way back from your dispatch today, Taekyung, you catch something and bring it to me.”

“… … Did I hear you wrong?”

“Catch it. The stag beetle.”

I suddenly had a thought that maybe the reason Kim Tae-kyung is stupid is because he has these kinds of conversations every day.

“It’s winter now, so I don’t think there will be any stag beetles… … .”

Kim Tae-kyung gave a very sensible answer.

“Ah, bring him here!”

The unorthodox ended up winning.

Kim Tae-kyung answered, gritting his teeth.

“… … Okay, I understand.”

It’s a really military-like scene.

Of course, this was not the military, but society.

* * *

The dispatch location was a small local bank.

Kim Tae-kyung and I sit in the far corner of the van and wait.

“Should I tell you a funny story to cheer you up?”

“… … What is it?”

“Did someone say something earlier, ‘I feel like I’m getting lucky today?’ But what did they say? What? Out of the blue? They said we need to catch a stag beetle? All of a sudden? Why? I don’t know?”

“You didn’t come here to help me. You just came here to tease and mock me, right?”

Before I knew it, the car stopped in front of the bank.

A scene from a quiet rural village.

It feels a bit ironic that I am being sent to a place like this.

‘Is it because there are no young people in the countryside that they need extra help?’

Check your attire and go inside.

As soon as I got there, a female employee with a sad expression came out to see me off.

“Hello~ Two of you are here today?”

Kim Tae-kyung gave a brief greeting.

“The youngest member of our team has joined. Starting today, he will begin learning by going around the site.”

“Oh my~ Is that so? Your character is so good and kind~ I’ll be counting on you in the future!”

I also gave a light nod.

Soon, Kim Tae-kyung went around every corner of the bank and explained in detail the tasks I had to perform.

“These days, kiosks are so complicated that seniors have a really hard time. Just come in and ask, ‘What kind of work are you here for?’ Then you can take a waiting ticket yourself and show them to their seats.”

“Aha. Easy. Here he comes.”

I greeted the people running toward the door.

“Welcome! What brings you here―”

One of the three men answered, raising his hands toward the sky.

“Give me the money.”

With lines that are hard to hear in real life.

Ta-ang!

A blast erupted from the hunting rifle.

… … I have a feeling it will be difficult to give numbers to these guests.