CH 26.1

It was all because of Cha Yiseok. Jang Sejun’s house was an annoyance itself. It was annoying to see all the grown men swarming in a small room, having only one bathroom, filling every meal with a slice of bread, and having to endure with soap instead of the shower items they used to use. Among them, Jang Sejun was the most annoying.

Jang Sejun put bricks in the yard garden from time to time and sowed seeds. It was true that he was alive, so it might also be true that he worked in landscaping at Cha Yiseok’s family home. In any case, it was a modest living, and it was said that it was not easy to make money from moving to this neighborhood.

However, among the few household items, there was one thing he was particularly concerned about. It was a heavy object the height of a human upper body. The object was wrapped in a cloth, and Jang Sejun, who allowed the parasitic houseguests to touch anything, changed his gaze even if anyone went near the object. But at some point, the ‘thing’ disappeared.

Morphine sat on the floor and wept bitterly.

“When the hell is the store going to be reconstructed? We have to open it early to raise money. Spring is coming soon. What do we do when it comes? I don’t even have anything to wear! Dolce & Gabbana! Zegna! Hermes! How are my babies doing in heaven?! I’m sorry Daddy couldn’t protect you!”

“Still, you evacuated the money. We’re all no better than a beggar. Hais…”

Heroin let out a sigh. Hashish and Heroin was popular with married women, so they frequently went on designated business trips, while business was slow for Morphine and Meth, who were neither here nor there. Morphine was quiet for a moment, and as soon as he regained his strength, he cried out as he left the house. Yaba covered his ears. It was because of Cha Yiseok that he had to suffer such noise pollution all morning. Because of Cha Yiseok.

At that time, Cocaine, who had been on a designated business trip, entered the yard. The store was closed for a while, but he kept his eyes open to bestowing favors on his followers. The eyes of the eunuchs could not be glaring. Because they adhered to the idea that Cocaine had lost their nest and money by refusing to scream. Cocaine put a bag bigger than his body on the floor. He staggered and vomited. Yaba’s heart was pounding wondering if the poison effect was triggered.

He briefly went to the dorm earlier for a while. He thought everything was burnt, but only the poison stored in the toilet water tank survived. Of course, he put it on Cocaine’s toothbrush. Cocaine was gradually drying up and became more and more beautiful. He would die without knowing why his abilities were deteriorating. It was simply a wonderful ending. Jang Sejun came running from somewhere.

“Are you okay… ?”

“Yes. I’m a little dizzy…”

Jang Sejun grabbed Cocaine and laid him down in the room. Looking at the pale Cocaine, Jang Sejun was on the verge of crying. If Hashish was here, it would have been a worthwhile spectacle, but it was unfortunate he’s not.

Anxiety rose. At this point, certain symptoms would appear, but only nausea… He was contemplating whether to increase the quantity further. Morphine came closer to Yaba.

“Ugh, that scared me. I feel a little creepy when Sejun hyung suddenly appears like that? Hashish said that that hyung lived in the same neighborhood as Cocaine? It’s just that he cares too much to be a neighborhood hyung.”

“He originally can’t live without Cocaine.”

“But it’s a little… Oh, you lived in a neighborhood with Cocaine, so you knew Sejun hyung, right? So that’s why he knows your real name? Come to think of it, hyung and your real name are similar. Anyway, the strange thing is that Hashish can’t win against Sejun hyung, so he’s pissed, but that hyung doesn’t even budge? Usually, if you get blatantly disliked, you’d fight back right? But that hyung completely maintains his composure.”

“He said we’re all one.”

Morphine giggled at Yaba’s reply. No matter how much he considers himself a thorn in his eyes, if he blindly believes in the song of Cocaine, it seemed that Jang Sejun fell into the category of like-minded people. It was the same for the thugs, and Cocaine’s songs were absolutely essential to Jang Sejun. When he had escaped from the stupid fool, he became a crazy fanatic.

A fanatic or whatever, Yaba now was thinking of antidepressants looking at a small stone. Yaba bit his nails and stared at the stones lying around in the yard. Now, if someone gave him an antidepressant, the idea of ​​drugs ran through his head enough to dance naked. His hands trembled and seemed to pull out a single strand of his hair. Continuously, continuously, continuously… Yaba hugged his knees and shook his body back and forth. Morphine sighed and picked up his notebook.

“Ah, stop shaking your head! Ugh. If we move to a new dorm tomorrow, I have a lot to buy, but I have no money. I’m afraid I’ll have to ask that bastard boss. I’ll go to the mart later, so tell me if you need anything. Lunatic, you have to buy bath products, a desk, a single bed, a personal closet, oh, and a water purifier ight? You cannot live without a water purifier.”

The last sentence was kind of annoying. Yaba stopped shaking his body and wrinkled his brow.

“I can’t live without a water purifier?… What are you talking about?”

“What do you mean? You sneaked around next to the water purifier day in and day out and looked at only the water purifier. Even Cocaine asked about it a while ago?”

“…”

It was as if his head had been pierced by a stone. Yaba hugged his lap tightly and glanced at Cocaine’s room.

“… Cocaine? What did he ask?”

“Just if anyone saw what you were doing next to the water purifier. After all, Cocaine gets curious about everything.”

“Then? What else did Cocaine ask? What did he ask?!”

Yaba grabbed Morphine by the collar and shoved him. Morphine stuttered, startled.

“H- He didn’t ask anything other than that. Oh, really! Why are you freaking out again?!”

‘Then you? You… What did you see?’ Yaba’s lips trembled. He dared not ask him. It was more important to calm down immediately than to find out what Cocaine intended or what the eunuchs had witnessed. As his collar loosened, Morphine coughed and cursed.

Then, Jang Sejun came out of the room. If Jang Sejun finds out that he had poisoned Cocaine, he’ll crush his head. Jang Sejun, who was mumbling around, was hard to bear. He wandered around like this from time to time, tried to keep talking to him. Yaba put an edge on his eyes. Jang Sejun asked.

“Aren’t… you hungry?”

“So what if I am?”

“I’m going to buy bread… Would you like to go with me?”

He was like a man whose only food he knew was bread and milk. The order of distribution was always the same. When he once claimed to be Jang Sejun’s guardian, they went to the supermarket together. They desperately held hands so that they wouldn’t lose each other wherever they went. Yes, there were days like that. Yaba replied coldly.

“Why would I? Go with Cocaine whom you can’t live without.”

Jang Sejun dropped his clear eyes on my toes.

“I want to go with Sejin…”

Such a poor reason, not a chance. He tried to retrieve the relic-like memory and restore it with all his heart, but Yaba wanted to trample it. He took a step closer to him and whispered.

“I was walking down the street and a woman looked at me with strange eyes. I immediately followed the girl and pushed her off the overpass stairs. Her skirt ripped open and she broke her neck.”

Jang Sejun’s black pupils shook.

“Alright? I’m random and senseless. So always be careful.”

Jang Sejun tried to read the gap in the pause, and he seemed unable to express his overflowing thoughts in words. If he had asked, he would have cut his own throat in front of him. Morphine was restless and jumped up.

“H- Hyung! Just ignore what he’s saying. His nickname is lunatic and keep in mind that it was rude bastard before that. If you don’t want to go alone, I’ll go with you. Well!”

“I want to go with Sejin.”

Jang Sejun was stubborn. Heat swelled in his head. Bugs crawled out and ate his flesh. Yaba got up. He slammed the bathroom door shut, blocking all view. Morphine raised his voice outside.

“Don’t be like that, go with me… uh? Hyung! Where are you going? I said let’s go together?”

The sound of heavy footsteps was followed by the sound of messy footsteps. After a while, a thug knocked on the bathroom door.

“Just wash up and come out. A call came from Cha Myunghwan for a designated business trip.”

Yaba finished taking a shower and packed his luggage. He packed the masks and costumes that the designer hastily procured earlier in his luggage bag. An aria song was also put in the scrotum. As soon as he got into the van in the alley, Yaba frowned. There was Cocaine sitting in the van.

“Don’t make that face. I was told to come with you.”