You Promised Me, Mr. Lee San-ha - Chapter 78



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Episode 78: Friend’s Fee is a Cigar (3)

On the way home after volunteer work.

Kim Dream asked.

“What on earth are they thinking?”

“I don’t know… … But you wouldn’t really do it on the terms you said, would you?”

“I wouldn’t do that~ Unless I got shot in the head.”

“I, I guess so. Anyway, I’m glad I got through it without any problems.”

Kim Dream’s expression was still dark.

Idaein grabbed Kim Dream’s shoulders tightly.

“Don’t worry too much! I’ll figure it out somehow!”

“Ugh! Ah, it hurts, Dain!”

“If my cheering method hurts, it’s because you’re not feeling well. You know what’s the best way to recharge your energy?”

“What is it?”

At that moment, Idaein naturally opened the door to ‘Sanhane Snack Bar’.

Then he shouted loudly towards the kitchen.

“Mom! Just two servings of rice cakes for me!”

“What did you leave the tteokbokki for!?”

“Ah~ I came with a friend, so please spare me just this once!”

“Hey, gosh… … . Am I raising a daughter or a nemesis? Just wash the dishes and go as payment for the meal?”

“Hehehe, thank you-! Mrs. Yoon! May you be blessed~.”

Idain looked around, whining.

“What about you, brother? Didn’t you stay at your parents’ house to help out at the store?”

“Well? I don’t know.”

Idain tilted her head for a moment, but soon turned it off.

That’s what it means to be siblings.

Right then.

“Hey, Dain… …! Look at this!”

Kim Dream picks up his phone and shows the screen.

The screen she showed me was someone’s Instagram page.

The account owner’s nickname is flurry_da_Wons.

It was Kim Na-hyung’s ID.

Idain’s eyes fill with shock as she checks the feed.

“What, what is this… … .”

There have been a lot of shocking posts since the first feed.

The most common ones are semi-nude selfies.

All the men in the photos taken in bed were different men.

The next feed was a video.

As soon as I pressed play, a loud exhaust sound erupted.

Vroom!

[Hey hey hey! Look carefully! I’ll show you how to blow a bottle while riding a motorcycle.]

[Ahahahaha! Isn’t that girl Kim Na-hyung crazy? Gyahahahahaha!]

The next feed was full of green bottles.

Construction sites, semi-basement studios, and even bars.

The comments and tags on each feed were full of profanity.

There was also a constant stream of obscene language that was too embarrassing to even swallow.

The maddening revelations didn’t end there.

Idain checked a feed with a blank expression.

“What is this… … ?”

The result of spreading two fingers to zoom in.

The contents of the feed were clearly a handwritten apology.

I, Kim Na-hyung, have been causing trouble to many of my fellow students through violence and threats.

I bow my head in apology for this.

I would like to offer my sincere apologies, especially to the students who were actually harmed and suffered.

Of course, I know full well that no amount of atonement will heal their wounds.

First of all, I would like to say that my purpose in this apology is not to unilaterally express and rationalize my position on the apology.

An apology so neat and logical that you wonder if you really wrote it yourself.

At the very bottom of the apology was a signature and seal acknowledging all of the above facts.

Idain read the apology and turned the page.

From the next chapter onwards, there will be evidence photographs.

The victim’s face and body were covered in mosaic stickers, but even at a glance, bruises and scars were clearly visible.

“… … .”

“… … .”

After reading all the feeds, Idain and Kim Dream slowly put their phones down.

Idain said in disbelief.

“He said he would be my friend if I disclosed all the wrongdoings I’ve done so far and even wrote an apology and posted it on social media… … .”

“I never thought I’d actually do that… … .”

Da-in Lee and Dream Kim never dreamed that Na-hyung Kim would actually publicly confess her mistakes and apologize.

Even while uploading vivid evidence photos and videos like this to social media.

at that time.

Tiring! Tiring! Tiring! Tiring!

Numerous notifications began to pop up on both of their phones.

[Taekwondo Kim Young-joong (life-size): I thought your name was on the list of victims in the Kim Na-hyung incident that just broke out, right? You know you’re not the one who got hit, right? Hahaha. I’m asking because we go to the same school.]

[Taekwondo Lee Ye-seul: Da-in, can I talk to you? Or do you want to meet up with me and talk? What’s going on ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ]

[Judo Instructor: Are you okay?]

It seems like the incident is spreading like wildfire.

Not only did Idaein attend the Taekwondo and Judo gyms, but she also began receiving constant calls from acquaintances from other schools.

Even Kim Dream got a call from her parents, so she hurriedly went out to answer the phone.

Da-in Lee, left alone, wiped away the cold sweat and replied to the text.

“Oh my, what the heck is this? I’m completely out of my mind.”

While I was writing a reply, my fingers were on fire.

Tiring! Tiring! Tiring! Tiring! Tiring! Tiring! Tiring! Tiring!

There was one person who bombarded me with texts at an overwhelming rate.

Conversation with Kim Na-hyung

[→ I did well]

[→ Now I will be your friend]

[→ Let’s be together forever]

[→ You know I don’t need anything else, I just need you and Dream]

[→ Only you guys know]

[→ Friend, let’s go together forever]

[→ Answer me]

[→ Answer meAnswer meAnswer meAnswer meAnswer meAnswer meAnswer meAnswer meAnswer meAnswer meAnswer meAnswer meAnswer meAnswer meAnswer meAnswer me]

Kim Na-hyung’s text messages keep coming in at one-second intervals.

It’s scary when it gets to this point.

It would be less scary if you just threw a punch or swung a knife.

“… … Did you really get shot in the head?”

Idain thought about it for a moment.

Then, with difficulty, he admitted that he was afraid.

Click-

I blocked Kim Na-hyung.

* * *

Next Monday.

Since Idaein was the class president, she was helping her homeroom teacher by going around the teachers’ office.

The homeroom teacher said, handing over a freshly printed copy.

“Class president, copy this and hand it out to the kids.”

“Okay! But at this point, shouldn’t I share some of your salary with you?”

“The teacher is really busy. And you said you would help?”

“Then while you’re here, why don’t you leak some test questions?”

“Even if you tell me, I won’t be able to tell you.”

“Let me tell you. Let me see if I can guess correctly or not.”

“Idain has returned to her usual self. I was worried because she seemed depressed for a while.”

The usual teasing and joking.

The homeroom teacher, seeing Idain’s bright appearance, patted her shoulder as if relieved.

Right then.

Knock knock – Boom!

The door to the teachers’ office opens roughly.

Kim Na-hyung was standing in front of the door with bloodshot eyes.

Idain, who found her, waved goodbye.

“Our school’s top celebrity, what’s going on here… …?”

“Shut up, you bitch.”

The atmosphere in the teachers’ office instantly freezes.

Kim Na-hyung walked straight towards her homeroom teacher and said.

“Teacher, why aren’t you answering your phone? Huh?! I already texted you that everything you posted on SNS was a lie! Is it that hard to write a fact-checking statement!? Huh!? Please step forward and say that I’m not that kind of person! In the beginning, it’s important to have a shield of people around you!”

The homeroom teacher responds in a calm voice.

“Keep your voice down. It’s up to you whether you want to write a fact-check or not. And where did you get the swearing—”

“Are you not swearing right now?! Even the agency sent an email explaining that it wasn’t true!”

Idain joined in, smiling brightly.

“You even admitted that you did it all, so why are you like this? If you didn’t, I won’t be your friend.”

“Who wants to accept me as a friend, you XX-year-old?!”

The printout that Da-in was holding was torn by the hand that Na-hyung Kim was swinging.

Chook-!

Idain said, picking up the torn printout.

“Look at that idol kid being so temperamental. Your fans need to see this kind of thing.”

“Shut up, please!”

She said, grabbing Idain by the collar.

“It’s because of you. You did something to me, didn’t you? Huh? You hacked my account and photoshopped pictures and stuff?!”

Kim Na-hyung made forced remarks and shook Lee Da-in.

At that moment, the homeroom teacher shouted.

“Kim Na-hyung! Don’t you really see anything?! Da-in won’t let go of your collar?!”

An elbow flies in as the homeroom teacher, who was running towards me while yelling, looks into my eyes.

puck!

“100 million!”

The defenseless homeroom teacher falls backwards.

Kkudangtang!

Kim Na-hyung started to run wild.

“Oh f*ck, I didn’t do that!”

Throw the stapler and break the monitor.

Kwajik!

He throws the vase and it breaks on the floor.

Kwajangchang!

File holders and wireless keyboards fly everywhere and shatter into pieces.

Crunch! Crunch!

Presumptuous.

It was the expression that best suited her.

Kim Na-hyung shouted, pushing the back of an older female teacher nearby.

“I really mean, get out!”

Idain caught the falling teacher’s body.

Then he spoke to Kim Na-hyung.

“I knew you were just starting out in life, but you’re taking it a bit too far.”

“I told you to shut up!”

Kim Na-hyung picks up anything she can get her hands on.

A large sword is swung long.

Boo-

Idain said as she watched the person passing by her nose.

“Is this self-defense?”

Both hands hold the other person’s collar tightly.

Boohoo-!

Kim Na-hyung’s body rotated greatly in the air.

bang!

“Crash!”

Kim Na-hyung collapsed on the spot.

The pain of all the cervical vertebrae being shattered.

She struggled to get up somehow.

But it was no use.

Because Ida In turned her over and threw her to the ground.

“Uh… … You could get a slap on the wrist… … What was it? You could hire a domestic lawyer? Something like that.”

“Get out of here, you piece of shit.”

“Huh? What did you say~? You’re so weak, I can’t hear you very well~? Huh~? Off~track. You punk~.”

“Get out you fucking bitch! I’ll wipe out your mom and dad─”

At that moment, the homeroom teacher shouted loudly.

“Stop it! You, you Kim Na-hyung, do you think you’ll go to juvenile detention? I’ll bet everything on you and throw you in there like a school violence criminal!”

Kim Na-hyung’s wild tantrums, which had been going wild like a mad dog, have stopped.

The word juvenile detention center seemed to bring her back to reality.

“Wh, what… What are you talking about? It’s not me! It’s really not me! I just need to get a certificate of facts! Just write that I have been upright and honest in my conduct!”

Idain’s voice is heard in her ear.

“If we go to the juvenile detention center and do volunteer work, you’ll pretend to know me when we meet, right? We’re ‘friends’ after all~. The maximum sentence for juvenile detention is two years, right? We won’t even see each other until we graduate, right?”

“Eww!”

Kim Na-hyung’s crying shook the entire teachers’ office.

Up until now, crying and whining somehow solved the problem, but… … this time, it wasn’t like that.