Chapter 539: The Thorn Gets Pulled Out...Or Does It?
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Chapter 539 The Thorn Gets Pulled Out...Or Does It?
"Are you sure it's okay if we keep sitting on your father's grave?" June asked as the three of them settled on the grassy area.
"It's alright," Haruto said. "My dad loved getting sat on!"
"Ay-yo?" June asked, genuinely traumatized.
"I think we should stop talking about our dad. He's probably partying in heaven now," Haruto said. "Rest in peace to him."
"As I said, we need to talk about what I have kept from the two of you for so long."
June shook off the feeling of guilt from sitting on their dead dad's grave and focused on Haruto's story instead.
Maybe this would finally bring him the answers he thought he could get from Haruki.
As much as June was enraged that Haruki made him believe he was a murderer, he also felt relieved that Haruto was still alive and well. Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience
Even though he never really interacted with him in this life, he could feel that Haruto was a good person who deserved a long life.
"I think a big reason for your hostile relationship is because of me," Haruto sighed.
"However, I hope that the two of you understand. My mind wasn't in a good place that time, and I felt like I would ruin everything by speaking even one sentence."
"Now that time has passed, I believe my mind is slowly getting healed. Although I'm afraid that it's a bit too late to tell the truth," he muttered the last statement, causing June to frown.
"It's alright," Haruki sighed. "You should take your time."
Haruto nodded. "I'm ready now. I'm ready to tell the truth."
"I'm sure my brother has already filled you in about his story," Haruto said to June.
June nodded.
"But my brother still doesn't know a lot of things," Haruto added. "There are things that I only told Joon-ho, and there are also things that I kept to myself."
"Do you remember everything that happened?" he asked June.
"Because I knew you would take matters into your own hands...and you did," Haruto chuckled.
"You entered the company while we were in the midst of doing those favors. So, I stayed far away from you.I was ashamed."
"At one point, I saw how the company started valuing you more, and I guess I got pretty jealous. You were always naturally talented, and you picked up things well."
"That's when I realized that hard work will never beat natural talent...and that's when I started getting more desperate," he recalled.
"It was the first time I desperately went to the CEO's office to ask—no, to beg for an opportunity. He rejected me plenty of times, but then, one day, he finally agreed. He had a mission for me—and the prize was to debut."
"It was simple. I just had to retrieve something from someone
—a man I didn't know. It was due when we had to go to China for another one of their meetings. It was really...really simple," Haruto muttered.
June felt himself palpitate. This dark conversation was bringing him back to the past, and with the mention of his home country, he couldn't help but feel even more strange.
"However, you found out," Haruto shakily said. "And you tried to stop me at all costs. You felt that it was enough—that it wasn't worth it. But I didn't listen. The two of us went to China, and I was determined to fulfill the task that the CEO had given me."
"But then, you stepped in," Haruto sighed, raking his fingers through his hair. "You had a bad feeling about this particular favor, so you did it yourself—without telling me."
"That night, I lost the opportunity to debut, but I felt like I also lost my friend," Haruto sighed.
"Because that very night, the unknown man that was involved was killed—and we had both witnessed it."
"In an old, creepy warehouse, where the two of us merely conversed—we saw a man die."
Haruki frowned. "So, June didn't kill anyone?" he asked.
"No," Haruto shook his head. "But I feel like we contributed to it—because we took the supposed treasure of that man."
June's breath became labored as vague scenes of his death flashed in his mind.
"Perhaps...what is this item we are talking about?" June asked, trying to calm himself down.
"A briefcase," Haruto whispered.
"We had to steal a briefcase and bring it back here."
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Chapter 539 The Thorn Gets Pulled Out...Or Does It?
"Are you sure it's okay if we keep sitting on your father's grave?" June asked as the three of them settled on the grassy area.
"It's alright," Haruto said. "My dad loved getting sat on!"
"Ay-yo?" June asked, genuinely traumatized.
"I think we should stop talking about our dad. He's probably partying in heaven now," Haruto said. "Rest in peace to him."
"As I said, we need to talk about what I have kept from the two of you for so long."
June shook off the feeling of guilt from sitting on their dead dad's grave and focused on Haruto's story instead.
Maybe this would finally bring him the answers he thought he could get from Haruki.
As much as June was enraged that Haruki made him believe he was a murderer, he also felt relieved that Haruto was still alive and well. Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience
Even though he never really interacted with him in this life, he could feel that Haruto was a good person who deserved a long life.
"I think a big reason for your hostile relationship is because of me," Haruto sighed.
"However, I hope that the two of you understand. My mind wasn't in a good place that time, and I felt like I would ruin everything by speaking even one sentence."
"Now that time has passed, I believe my mind is slowly getting healed. Although I'm afraid that it's a bit too late to tell the truth," he muttered the last statement, causing June to frown.
"It's alright," Haruki sighed. "You should take your time."
Haruto nodded. "I'm ready now. I'm ready to tell the truth."
"I'm sure my brother has already filled you in about his story," Haruto said to June.
June nodded.
"But my brother still doesn't know a lot of things," Haruto added. "There are things that I only told Joon-ho, and there are also things that I kept to myself."
"Do you remember everything that happened?" he asked June.
"Because I knew you would take matters into your own hands...and you did," Haruto chuckled.
"You entered the company while we were in the midst of doing those favors. So, I stayed far away from you.I was ashamed."
"At one point, I saw how the company started valuing you more, and I guess I got pretty jealous. You were always naturally talented, and you picked up things well."
"That's when I realized that hard work will never beat natural talent...and that's when I started getting more desperate," he recalled.
"It was the first time I desperately went to the CEO's office to ask—no, to beg for an opportunity. He rejected me plenty of times, but then, one day, he finally agreed. He had a mission for me—and the prize was to debut."
"It was simple. I just had to retrieve something from someone
—a man I didn't know. It was due when we had to go to China for another one of their meetings. It was really...really simple," Haruto muttered.
June felt himself palpitate. This dark conversation was bringing him back to the past, and with the mention of his home country, he couldn't help but feel even more strange.
"However, you found out," Haruto shakily said. "And you tried to stop me at all costs. You felt that it was enough—that it wasn't worth it. But I didn't listen. The two of us went to China, and I was determined to fulfill the task that the CEO had given me."
"But then, you stepped in," Haruto sighed, raking his fingers through his hair. "You had a bad feeling about this particular favor, so you did it yourself—without telling me."
"That night, I lost the opportunity to debut, but I felt like I also lost my friend," Haruto sighed.
"Because that very night, the unknown man that was involved was killed—and we had both witnessed it."
"In an old, creepy warehouse, where the two of us merely conversed—we saw a man die."
Haruki frowned. "So, June didn't kill anyone?" he asked.
"No," Haruto shook his head. "But I feel like we contributed to it—because we took the supposed treasure of that man."
June's breath became labored as vague scenes of his death flashed in his mind.
"Perhaps...what is this item we are talking about?" June asked, trying to calm himself down.
"A briefcase," Haruto whispered.
"We had to steal a briefcase and bring it back here."
Chapter 539 The Thorn Gets Pulled Out...Or Does It? "Are you sure it's okay if we keep sitting on your father's grave?" June asked as the three of them settled on the grassy area. "It's alright," Haruto said. "My dad loved getting sat on!" "Ay-yo?" June asked, genuinely traumatized. "I think we should stop talking about our dad. He's probably partying in heaven now," Haruto said. "Rest in peace to him." "As I said, we need to talk about what I have kept from the two of you for so long." June shook off the feeling of guilt from sitting on their dead dad's grave and focused on Haruto's story instead. Maybe this would finally bring him the answers he thought he could get from Haruki. As much as June was enraged that Haruki made him believe he was a murderer, he also felt relieved that Haruto was still alive and well. Visit noveLbin.com for the best novel reading experienceEven though he never really interacted with him in this life, he could feel that Haruto was a good person who deserved a long life. "I think a big reason for your hostile relationship is because of me," Haruto sighed. "However, I hope that the two of you understand. My mind wasn't in a good place that time, and I felt like I would ruin everything by speaking even one sentence." "Now that time has passed, I believe my mind is slowly getting healed. Although I'm afraid that it's a bit too late to tell the truth," he muttered the last statement, causing June to frown. "It's alright," Haruki sighed. "You should take your time." Haruto nodded. "I'm ready now. I'm ready to tell the truth." "I'm sure my brother has already filled you in about his story," Haruto said to June. June nodded. "But my brother still doesn't know a lot of things," Haruto added. "There are things that I only told Joon-ho, and there are also things that I kept to myself." "Do you remember everything that happened?" he asked June. "Because I knew you would take matters into your own hands...and you did," Haruto chuckled. "You entered the company while we were in the midst of doing those favors. So, I stayed far away from you.I was ashamed." "At one point, I saw how the company started valuing you more, and I guess I got pretty jealous. You were always naturally talented, and you picked up things well." "That's when I realized that hard work will never beat natural talent...and that's when I started getting more desperate," he recalled. "It was the first time I desperately went to the CEO's office to askno, to beg for an opportunity. He rejected me plenty of times, but then, one day, he finally agreed. He had a mission for meand the prize was to debut." "It was simple. I just had to retrieve something from someone a man I didn't know. It was due when we had to go to China for another one of their meetings. It was really...really simple," Haruto muttered. June felt himself palpitate. This dark conversation was bringing him back to the past, and with the mention of his home country, he couldn't help but feel even more strange. "However, you found out," Haruto shakily said. "And you tried to stop me at all costs. You felt that it was enoughthat it wasn't worth it. But I didn't listen. The two of us went to China, and I was determined to fulfill the task that the CEO had given me." "But then, you stepped in," Haruto sighed, raking his fingers through his hair. "You had a bad feeling about this particular favor, so you did it yourselfwithout telling me." "That night, I lost the opportunity to debut, but I felt like I also lost my friend," Haruto sighed. "Because that very night, the unknown man that was involved was killedand we had both witnessed it." "In an old, creepy warehouse, where the two of us merely conversedwe saw a man die." Haruki frowned. "So, June didn't kill anyone?" he asked. "No," Haruto shook his head. "But I feel like we contributed to itbecause we took the supposed treasure of that man." June's breath became labored as vague scenes of his death flashed in his mind. "Perhaps...what is this item we are talking about?" June asked, trying to calm himself down. "A briefcase," Haruto whispered. "We had to steal a briefcase and bring it back here."
