Translated by Springlila
Sponsored Content
When Ja-kyung drove home, Kang Seok-joo was already there. After Chairman Kang died, he went to school while also learning to work at the company. He always took exams on Friday mornings and returned to Kang Il-hyun’s house with the results in the afternoon.
Ja-kyung thought Kang Il-hyun still cared about his younger brother, but it turned out that he only wanted to bully Kang Seok-joo. If he failed the exam, he would be beaten to death that day, and Ja-kyung had heard that Kang Seok-joo had gone home crying last week.
Kim Seon-young visited Kang Il-hyun several times, concerned that her only son would be wronged. She was not discouraged by Chairman Kang’s absence but rather attempted to protect Kang Seok-joo.
Ja-kyung personally disliked her, but he acknowledged the mother’s intentions to protect her child. And perhaps Kim Seon-young liked the fact that Kang Seok-joo was gradually distancing himself from alcohol and drugs and trying to live as a decent person. Now she somewhat tolerated Kang Il-hyun’s behavior.
From the moment he arrived home, Kang Seok-joo followed Ja-kyung like an annoying puppy. It was easy to guess why he was behaving like that. Kang Il-hyun would arrive soon, and Kang Seok-joo seemed to have lacked confidence with today’s test results. Ja-kyung ignored him and attempted to go upstairs, but he followed him all the way and clung to him.
“Hey, Yi An. No, Yang Seon-woo.”
Ja-kyung frowned. Why.
“I beg of you. Please, will you? Can’t you ask him to let me go today?”
“Why should I do you a favor?”
Seok-joo took off the watch he was wearing and handed it to Ja-kyung. It was a model that was hard to come by, and he had waited a year to obtain it, but he had no other way to survive. When Ja-kyung stared at his watch, Seok-joo quickly put it in Ja-kyung’s shirt pocket and patted his shoulder.
“I blanked out on the exam this morning.”
Ja-kyung took out the watch and examined it closely. It couldn’t be a fake. On the other hand, she became curious.
“You should have studied in advance.”
Kang Seok-joo snorted at that remark. Everyone says the same thing. If you’re so scared of Kang Il-hyun, study hard. But it wasn’t simply a matter of memorizing and understanding. For example, a test question might ask, “What would you do if you became the CEO of the company?”
So if he write, “I will manage the company diligently,” Kang Il-hyun would scold him for trying to surpass him and steal the company, and then he would beat him with a golf club. When the same question came up a week later, if he wrote, “I have no intention of running the company,” he would be beaten until his thigh was bruised, while being called someone with no dreams or ambitions.
Sponsored Content
Seok-joo his eyes turned red as he revealed his inner circumstances.
“Damn, bastard, He hit me in every way possible. Calling him a psychopath isn’t far off.”
Ja-kyung nodded involuntarily. He couldn’t understand everything, but he slightly agreed with the term psychopath. And to top it off, a pervert. Suddenly, Seok-joo felt dejected. Ja-kyung returned the watch, encouraging him to cheer up and patting his shoulder, but then he grabbed Ja-kyung’s hand tightly.
Ja-kyung stared at the hand that was holding his.
“Or, I’ll give you the money…”
He carefully looked around and moved his lips to Ja-kyung’s ear.
“Do you want to kill Kang Il-hyun?”
“…”
“I will give you all the money I have. You’ve done it once, so it shouldn’t be difficult.”
He knew that Ja-kyung was the one who put the bullet in Il-hyun’s thigh two years ago. Unfortunately, it seemed that he didn’t know that the same person was responsible for putting an axe in his late father’s head. When Ja-kyung smirked, Seok-joo pleaded. Please, save me.
At that moment, they sensed someone outside the door, and Seok-joo quickly released Ja-kyung’s hand and distanced himself. Kang Il-hyun unexpectedly entered as the door opened. He held a blank sheet of paper in his left hand and a golf club in his right.
“Why are you two together?”
His voice was cold. Ja-kyung quickly stepped back and pointed behind his back. It was towards the bedroom he was about to enter. Seok-joo looked at him with resentful eyes, but Ja-kyung pretended not to know.
Sorry. If I take your side today, both you and I will die. Of course, in bed
Ja-kyung closed the door with a bitter smile after going in. From outside, hitting sounds and screams could be heard. Ah, Seok-joo. Poor Kang Seok-joo. So why were you born as Kang Il-hyun’s younger brother? Suddenly, he felt relieved that Kang Il-hyun wasn’t his brother but his lover.
***
Sponsored Content
While playing music and meditating, Kang Il-hyun entered. Seeing his slightly disheveled bangs, it seemed like he had just had his way with Kang Seok-joo. He lit a cigarette, then picked up the music box on the windowsill and began spinning the string. Brahms’ lullaby flowed out of the music box.
Ja-kyung closed his eyes again, sitting in a half-lotus position.
“The wallet is on the table. Check it out.”
Il-hyun reached for the wallet on the table in front of the sofa. Il-hyun checked the ID and chuckled with ridicule. Jang Tae-ho. He works as a prosecutor at the Seoul Central District Prosecutor’s Office and has previously charged Il-hyun with bribery, solicitation, and breach of trust.
He grew up in an ordinary family, with both parents passing away early, and succeeded on his own, literally rising from the bottom. And he was one of the types that Il-hyun despised the most. He was full of a sense of justice despite having nothing.
“Should I kill him?”
Ja-kyung asked with his eyes closed, and Il-hyun threw the wallet on the sofa and knelt down in front of him. His closed eyelids open, revealing dark brown eyes. He would kill if he wanted him to.
He liked Lee Ja-kyung, who casually kills people, but only when it was for business. Right now, he just wanted him to stay under his protection and be pretty. Il-hyun deeply inhaled the cigarette smoke and immediately pressed his lips against Ja-kyung’s.
The smoke lingered in the air. Ja-kyung shifted out of his half-lotus position and drew Il-hyun’s body towards him, lying on his back. Il-hyun tossed the cigarette aside as their bodies collided and rolled on the floor. He greedily kissed Ja-kyung’s lips and locked his gaze on him.
“Kill me, not anyone else.”
He moved his hand behind him and squeezed his luscious ass tightly. Here. With this.
The cat looked disgusted. Even his face was insanely adorable.
The flying file folder grazed the side of his face. When Prosecutor Jang arrived at work, he noticed Secretary Park’s agitated expression and realized something was wrong. The chief has requested that you come up as soon as you arrive. And sure enough, the chief’s enraged face appeared as soon as he opened the door.
Not only did he throw the document file and books, but he also berated him fiercely.
“What the hell are you doing? Do you think I’m joking?”
Could he possibly know about what happened yesterday?
Sponsored Content
“I don’t understand what you mean…”
“CEO Kang has filed a complaint against you! He says you invaded his residence!”
Prosecutor Jang’s eyes widened.
“What?”
“Did you sneak into that house?”
“No…”
“But why is your wallet in the living room of that house!”
Prosecutor Jang’s eyebrows slowly furrowed. After losing his wallet yesterday, he hurried down to the underground parking lot. He tried to chase after Yang Seon-woo, but he was a step too late, and it was a situation where it could be assumed that he took the wallet. But if he were to tell the truth…
“Tell me. Were you really trying to secretly break into that house?”
Prosecutor Jang wore an incredulous expression. It wasn’t a secret break-in; to be precise, it was something Yang Sun-woo had brought there. The chief must be well aware of how securely the house was guarded. No matter how skilled Prosecutor Jang was, it was impossible to sneak in there.
“No, really, I didn’t. I can prove my alibi, and please check the CCTV.”
“Checking what? They said someone erased everything yesterday.”
“…”
Chief Kim brushed his disheveled bangs aside roughly. He knew that Prosecutor Chang was not stupid enough to do something so reckless. Things got complicated. What if it got reported in the media? That wasn’t what scared him.
“What did I tell you? Not to meddle. Didn’t I say not to interfere with that person? You think I’m favoring that person? I told you not to meddle from above. If we’re going to be criticized, we should be criticized together. What can a useless bastard like you believe in and make such a fuss about!”
Why do you think we need a connection and backing to catch the bad guy? It was a phrase he heard from time to time, but each time he heard it he became frustrated. Prosecutor Jang’s clenched jaw grew stronger over time.
Sponsored Content
“Do you know how much trouble I had to deal with because of you, from the Deputy Director this morning?”
“I’m sorry…”
“Is sorry enough? What are you going to do?”
Chief Kim sighed and waved his hand reluctantly as if he didn’t want to see him anymore when he didn’t respond.
“Get out. Go and convince them, kneel and beg if you have to. Take responsibility for yourself. Don’t make trouble for me for no reason. Do you understand?”
“Yes…”
Prosecutor Jang rubbed his face with his hands after bowing and leaving the Chief’s office. Despite the fact that his blood was flowing in the opposite direction, he couldn’t help but laugh at the absurd situation. Being fooled by that youthful appearance, apologizing to him, and checking the music box—he fell for it without realizing it.
Ah, damn it. As he bit his lip, he descended to the lower floor, receiving fleeting glances from people he encountered. It seems like rumors have already spread. He loosened his tie as he entered his room. It felt like his breath was being constricted. Secretary Park cautiously spoke up.
It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from "pawread dot com".
“The Chief just contacted me…”
It came broken a little while ago, why again?
Just when things were starting to calm down, why again?
“He wants you to keep your evening free. He said it’s for a meal.”
“A meal?”
Secretary Park pursed his lips with a troubled expression. Prosecutor Jang, who had already figured it out, chuckled helplessly and closed his eyes tightly. Damn it. Even without looking, he knew who he would be having a meal with.
Translated by Springlila
Sponsored Content
When Ja-kyung drove home, Kang Seok-joo was already there. After Chairman Kang died, he went to school while also learning to work at the company. He always took exams on Friday mornings and returned to Kang Il-hyun’s house with the results in the afternoon.
Ja-kyung thought Kang Il-hyun still cared about his younger brother, but it turned out that he only wanted to bully Kang Seok-joo. If he failed the exam, he would be beaten to death that day, and Ja-kyung had heard that Kang Seok-joo had gone home crying last week.
Kim Seon-young visited Kang Il-hyun several times, concerned that her only son would be wronged. She was not discouraged by Chairman Kang’s absence but rather attempted to protect Kang Seok-joo.
Ja-kyung personally disliked her, but he acknowledged the mother’s intentions to protect her child. And perhaps Kim Seon-young liked the fact that Kang Seok-joo was gradually distancing himself from alcohol and drugs and trying to live as a decent person. Now she somewhat tolerated Kang Il-hyun’s behavior.
From the moment he arrived home, Kang Seok-joo followed Ja-kyung like an annoying puppy. It was easy to guess why he was behaving like that. Kang Il-hyun would arrive soon, and Kang Seok-joo seemed to have lacked confidence with today’s test results. Ja-kyung ignored him and attempted to go upstairs, but he followed him all the way and clung to him.
“Hey, Yi An. No, Yang Seon-woo.”
Ja-kyung frowned. Why.
“I beg of you. Please, will you? Can’t you ask him to let me go today?”
“Why should I do you a favor?”
Seok-joo took off the watch he was wearing and handed it to Ja-kyung. It was a model that was hard to come by, and he had waited a year to obtain it, but he had no other way to survive. When Ja-kyung stared at his watch, Seok-joo quickly put it in Ja-kyung’s shirt pocket and patted his shoulder.
“I blanked out on the exam this morning.”
Ja-kyung took out the watch and examined it closely. It couldn’t be a fake. On the other hand, she became curious.
“You should have studied in advance.”
Kang Seok-joo snorted at that remark. Everyone says the same thing. If you’re so scared of Kang Il-hyun, study hard. But it wasn’t simply a matter of memorizing and understanding. For example, a test question might ask, “What would you do if you became the CEO of the company?”
So if he write, “I will manage the company diligently,” Kang Il-hyun would scold him for trying to surpass him and steal the company, and then he would beat him with a golf club. When the same question came up a week later, if he wrote, “I have no intention of running the company,” he would be beaten until his thigh was bruised, while being called someone with no dreams or ambitions.
Sponsored Content
Seok-joo his eyes turned red as he revealed his inner circumstances.
“Damn, bastard, He hit me in every way possible. Calling him a psychopath isn’t far off.”
Ja-kyung nodded involuntarily. He couldn’t understand everything, but he slightly agreed with the term psychopath. And to top it off, a pervert. Suddenly, Seok-joo felt dejected. Ja-kyung returned the watch, encouraging him to cheer up and patting his shoulder, but then he grabbed Ja-kyung’s hand tightly.
Ja-kyung stared at the hand that was holding his.
“Or, I’ll give you the money…”
He carefully looked around and moved his lips to Ja-kyung’s ear.
“Do you want to kill Kang Il-hyun?”
“…”
“I will give you all the money I have. You’ve done it once, so it shouldn’t be difficult.”
He knew that Ja-kyung was the one who put the bullet in Il-hyun’s thigh two years ago. Unfortunately, it seemed that he didn’t know that the same person was responsible for putting an axe in his late father’s head. When Ja-kyung smirked, Seok-joo pleaded. Please, save me.
At that moment, they sensed someone outside the door, and Seok-joo quickly released Ja-kyung’s hand and distanced himself. Kang Il-hyun unexpectedly entered as the door opened. He held a blank sheet of paper in his left hand and a golf club in his right.
“Why are you two together?”
His voice was cold. Ja-kyung quickly stepped back and pointed behind his back. It was towards the bedroom he was about to enter. Seok-joo looked at him with resentful eyes, but Ja-kyung pretended not to know.
Sorry. If I take your side today, both you and I will die. Of course, in bed
Ja-kyung closed the door with a bitter smile after going in. From outside, hitting sounds and screams could be heard. Ah, Seok-joo. Poor Kang Seok-joo. So why were you born as Kang Il-hyun’s younger brother? Suddenly, he felt relieved that Kang Il-hyun wasn’t his brother but his lover.
***
Sponsored Content
While playing music and meditating, Kang Il-hyun entered. Seeing his slightly disheveled bangs, it seemed like he had just had his way with Kang Seok-joo. He lit a cigarette, then picked up the music box on the windowsill and began spinning the string. Brahms’ lullaby flowed out of the music box.
Ja-kyung closed his eyes again, sitting in a half-lotus position.
“The wallet is on the table. Check it out.”
Il-hyun reached for the wallet on the table in front of the sofa. Il-hyun checked the ID and chuckled with ridicule. Jang Tae-ho. He works as a prosecutor at the Seoul Central District Prosecutor’s Office and has previously charged Il-hyun with bribery, solicitation, and breach of trust.
He grew up in an ordinary family, with both parents passing away early, and succeeded on his own, literally rising from the bottom. And he was one of the types that Il-hyun despised the most. He was full of a sense of justice despite having nothing.
“Should I kill him?”
Ja-kyung asked with his eyes closed, and Il-hyun threw the wallet on the sofa and knelt down in front of him. His closed eyelids open, revealing dark brown eyes. He would kill if he wanted him to.
He liked Lee Ja-kyung, who casually kills people, but only when it was for business. Right now, he just wanted him to stay under his protection and be pretty. Il-hyun deeply inhaled the cigarette smoke and immediately pressed his lips against Ja-kyung’s.
The smoke lingered in the air. Ja-kyung shifted out of his half-lotus position and drew Il-hyun’s body towards him, lying on his back. Il-hyun tossed the cigarette aside as their bodies collided and rolled on the floor. He greedily kissed Ja-kyung’s lips and locked his gaze on him.
“Kill me, not anyone else.”
He moved his hand behind him and squeezed his luscious ass tightly. Here. With this.
The cat looked disgusted. Even his face was insanely adorable.
The flying file folder grazed the side of his face. When Prosecutor Jang arrived at work, he noticed Secretary Park’s agitated expression and realized something was wrong. The chief has requested that you come up as soon as you arrive. And sure enough, the chief’s enraged face appeared as soon as he opened the door.
Not only did he throw the document file and books, but he also berated him fiercely.
“What the hell are you doing? Do you think I’m joking?”
Could he possibly know about what happened yesterday?
Sponsored Content
“I don’t understand what you mean…”
“CEO Kang has filed a complaint against you! He says you invaded his residence!”
Prosecutor Jang’s eyes widened.
“What?”
“Did you sneak into that house?”
“No…”
“But why is your wallet in the living room of that house!”
Prosecutor Jang’s eyebrows slowly furrowed. After losing his wallet yesterday, he hurried down to the underground parking lot. He tried to chase after Yang Seon-woo, but he was a step too late, and it was a situation where it could be assumed that he took the wallet. But if he were to tell the truth…
“Tell me. Were you really trying to secretly break into that house?”
Prosecutor Jang wore an incredulous expression. It wasn’t a secret break-in; to be precise, it was something Yang Sun-woo had brought there. The chief must be well aware of how securely the house was guarded. No matter how skilled Prosecutor Jang was, it was impossible to sneak in there.
“No, really, I didn’t. I can prove my alibi, and please check the CCTV.”
“Checking what? They said someone erased everything yesterday.”
“…”
Chief Kim brushed his disheveled bangs aside roughly. He knew that Prosecutor Chang was not stupid enough to do something so reckless. Things got complicated. What if it got reported in the media? That wasn’t what scared him.
“What did I tell you? Not to meddle. Didn’t I say not to interfere with that person? You think I’m favoring that person? I told you not to meddle from above. If we’re going to be criticized, we should be criticized together. What can a useless bastard like you believe in and make such a fuss about!”
Why do you think we need a connection and backing to catch the bad guy? It was a phrase he heard from time to time, but each time he heard it he became frustrated. Prosecutor Jang’s clenched jaw grew stronger over time.
Sponsored Content
“Do you know how much trouble I had to deal with because of you, from the Deputy Director this morning?”
“I’m sorry…”
“Is sorry enough? What are you going to do?”
Chief Kim sighed and waved his hand reluctantly as if he didn’t want to see him anymore when he didn’t respond.
“Get out. Go and convince them, kneel and beg if you have to. Take responsibility for yourself. Don’t make trouble for me for no reason. Do you understand?”
“Yes…”
Prosecutor Jang rubbed his face with his hands after bowing and leaving the Chief’s office. Despite the fact that his blood was flowing in the opposite direction, he couldn’t help but laugh at the absurd situation. Being fooled by that youthful appearance, apologizing to him, and checking the music box—he fell for it without realizing it.
Ah, damn it. As he bit his lip, he descended to the lower floor, receiving fleeting glances from people he encountered. It seems like rumors have already spread. He loosened his tie as he entered his room. It felt like his breath was being constricted. Secretary Park cautiously spoke up.
It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from "pawread dot com".
“The Chief just contacted me…”
It came broken a little while ago, why again?
Just when things were starting to calm down, why again?
“He wants you to keep your evening free. He said it’s for a meal.”
“A meal?”
Secretary Park pursed his lips with a troubled expression. Prosecutor Jang, who had already figured it out, chuckled helplessly and closed his eyes tightly. Damn it. Even without looking, he knew who he would be having a meal with.
