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Jong-seok, who opened his eyes blankly, grabbed his head with his hand.

"Crowl! It's the head."

I had to have a headache because I fell asleep exhausted after drinking all night.

Jong-seok, who was clutching his head, looked around. The room was crowded with men.

The seniors who came to drink liquor fell asleep drunk, and new seniors came to the place to drink, so it was hard for people to get caught up in the room and find an empty space.

Jong-seok scratched his head while watching the scene.

'I don't think it's just a hangover.’

Many of these men are drinking and vomiting, and the tableware mixed with breath, ··, and perhaps the newcomer in this room will snuff his nose and get out.

For a moment, I raised myself with a good blood for a headache that I had been staring at them blankly.

You should do something first. I can't.’

Jong-seok, who was thinking about it, received water in a large pot and put it on a gas stove.

It is a kitchen facility that is not in a normal hotel, but there was a kitchen facility here because it is a hotel like a pension.

With his thoughts, Jong-seok went out to the veranda and opened the window wide.

Argh!

When cool, or cold air rushed into the room, the murky air seemed to escape.

Jong-seok, who wanted to keep it open if he wanted to, came out, closing the window, fearing that his seniors would be cold.

"Good air."

The hotel was located at the bottom of the mountain, so the air was nice.

After breathing deeply, Jong-seok twisted his body.

Boom boom! Boom boom!

Jong-seok, who twisted his body around, took a deep breath. After inhaling the cold early spring air, Jong-seok came back into the room when his mind cleared a little.

Jong-seok, who felt his head ache when he came into the murky room after being in the clear air, secretly left the door open.

I'm trying to get the air out.

As the water boiled up little by little, the stalks looked at the scattered side dishes.

Dried squid, slices of dried pollack, and half-eaten raw ramen.

Jong-seok, who saw them, packed dried vegetable soup and kelp from raccoon in a ramen bag and put them in the water.

'It may be a little lacking, but it'll be a little bit like dried pollack soup.’

Jong-seok, who was watching the boiling water with his thoughts, took out the kelp with chopsticks and opened the cupboard.

Jong-seok, who warmed his appetite by looking at the empty cupboard, turned off the lights and left the room.

There was a cafeteria upstairs, right?’

Jong-seok, who bought chili peppers, kimchi, and seasoned laver at the snack bar, returned to his room and began to cook the soup.

The kimchi I bought at the snack bar was poured into a drop of soup, and red pepper and bean sprouts were added.

And when Jong-seok, who had torn seasoned laver by hand, made the soup, Hwang Hee-jin rubbed his eyes and came up.

"Hot smell, what is it?"

"I made some bean sprout soup. Would you like a taste?”

When Jong-seok took the soup out, Hwang Hee-jin tasted it.

"Crrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Hwang Hee-jin, who groaned as soon as the spicy soup came in, poured another ladle of soup and said,

"What did you put in and boil it?"

"Bean sprouts and kimchi..."

When Jong-seok explained, Hwang Hee-jin said absurdly.

"Dried soup and kelp in ramen?"

"It's not that I can't eat. And it'll be a little more tantalizing."

"As long as it tastes good. So you're done?”

"Yes."

At Jong-seok's words, Hwang Hee-jin said while looking at the room.

"Take the soup and a spoon and go outside."

"Outside?"

"How can anyone here eat with this? I'm going to feed the kids."

Then Hwang Hee-jin carefully went into the crowd and began to wake up the sleeping group members.

Hwang Hee-jin, who woke the children carefully so that the seniors wouldn't wake up, took them outside.

Then, he put the soup cooked by Jongseok in a bowl in the hallway and began to eat it.

"Crrrrr! It's much better than the bean sprout soup my mom makes."

"It's delicious. But is this black one laver?"

"It's Kim."

Jong-seok smiled at his team members and began to scoop up a bowl of soup.

***

Two weeks after the orientation, Jong-seok was walking on the Gyeonghwadae. From today, I went to school as an official university student.

The oriental medical school consists of two years of study and four years of study. During the two years of the department of etiquette, three basic classes of Chinese medicine are taken, while the rest are taken in liberal arts courses.

After taking a class in the morning, Jong-seok moved his steps.

'By the way, even if it's a university, you don't have classes on the first day.’

Maybe because it was the first day, the professor, who is the first class, did not give the class.

It ended with just explaining the books for the class and the contents of the lecture.

After finishing the class early, Jong-seok was walking around the campus and watching Gyeonghwadae.

If anyone knew the same department, he would go with him, but Jong-seok applied for a Chinese conversation intermediate class, so there were no freshmen or faces he knew.

There is no reason for freshmen to take Chinese conversation intermediate classes even though they are not majors.

Anyway, as I moved, Jong-seok was walking around the student hall.

Around the student hall were a row of tables and people promoting the club.

"The Taekwondo club Taekwon V is with you. Strong body, healthy spirit! This great club where you can learn Taekwondo and self-defense for free! Not now, but when!"

"A trip to Paldo! He who doesn't enjoy traveling doesn't know his life! The club Paldo travel sees the world and realizes life through travel. Now! Enjoy your school days with the Paldo trip!"

"If you don't know the true taste of alcohol, how can you talk about life? Shareholders' Party! Come to the club's Shareholders' Party where you make your own liquor and taste it!"

Jong-seok looked at them one by one as he saw people promoting the club, shouting out the characteristics of the club.

'I think I should join the club, too.'

What the orientation seniors said was to pick a good club and join.

If you join an interesting club, you won't be bored with your college life.

So Jong-seok was going to join the club. I just haven't decided which club I should join, ··

"Where are you going?"

Jong-seok looked around with his thoughts.

Jong-seok took out his cell phone while he was watching people promoting his club.

What kind of club is Sumi in?

With that in mind, Jong-seok called Lee Soo-mi.

"Me, what club are you in?"

Are you going to join the club?

"Just because I have to play at the arts school."

But I can't join the department club.

"Really? What's your department club?"

Anyone who is a freshman in school can join the club, but only students can join the club because the department is in the department.

"Really? Then should I join the department club, too? What do you think?”

There are good things and bad things. The good thing is that when you live in a major, all the seniors in the club are seniors in the major, so there are a lot of things that help you. You can get books or test genealogies.

What's the bad thing?

It's hard because they're seniors in the same department. And I have to do what my seniors tell me to do. And no one can join the department club. Senior students point out the ones they liked and recommend them.

Jong-seok nodded at Lee Soo-mi.

"Then I'll have to join another club. And when are you coming?"

Lee Soo-mi was now down in Jeonju.

Tomorrow

"See you tomorrow, then."

Jong-seok, who hung up on it, changed his steps to see people promoting the club.

I want to see if there is a club that I like. Then, Jong-seok saw a bulletin board with a school map in his eyes.

When Jong-seok saw the bulletin board, he saw the names of the clubs in the student hall.

'There are quite a few clubs.’

While looking at the club names, Jong-seok saw a vacant lot behind the student center.

Along with the name of the concert hall, there were club names in a square box around it.

These clubs aren't in the student hall.’

Jong-seok, who had such thoughts, moved his steps and walked to the place marked the second concert hall.

The second concert hall had a spacious stairwell and a stage in front of it.

Jong-seok looked around while watching a stage made of concrete, perhaps outdoors.

There were container boxes all around.

And music was playing from inside the container. That's very loud, ··

Jong-seok glanced into the container.

'Is this where music clubs are gathered?'

Looking at the container where various equipment such as drums and other equipment were placed, I also looked at other places where Jongseok was located.

There were other instruments such as drums and janggu. As Jong-seok thought, clubs that make sounds that are difficult to find inside the building were located outside.

'Hebimetal, rock, guitar, pungmul group, ··.'

There is a separate club name, but the container box contains pictures or names that give off the atmosphere of each club.

However, a strange door was seen in Jong-seok's eyes.

Jong-seok, who was looking at the door where the club's name was Simbongsa and features were "Let's eat and die," glanced inside through the container window.

Inside the window, the refrigerator, which was not in the other club room, was looking thick.

In addition, there is a large national map on one side.

On one side were bedding and mattresses.

The only thing that suited the club room was a map and tables on one side, while the rest were things that would be in a regular home.

'What? What the hell is this club?'

When Jong-seok wondered, someone came close to him.

"Who?"

Turning his head to the sound from the side, Jong-seok noticed a stout, or fat man looking at him.

"Oh, hello."

"Newbie?"

"Yes."

The man smiled brightly at Jong-seok's answer.

"Okay!"

The man who opened the door with the horse said with a smile.

"Come in."

"No, I..."

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Come on in. I'm not going to eat."

After a while, Jong-seok entered the door at the man's words.

'Ugh! Smell?'

Along with entering the door, the stalactite could smell a strange nose-poking smell.

A man smiled awkwardly at Jong-seok holding his nose and began to open the window of the container box.

Then he put out a big trash can at the entrance, or a really big trash can at the store.

"Maybe it's because I had makgeolli a few days ago, but the east has smelled a little."

Jong-seok slipped inside the man's horse and slipped off his shoes. At the entrance of the container, the area was marked with colored tape, and the man also took off his shoes and entered it.

When Jong-seok came in, the man said.

"I'm Hwang Kyu-nam, sophomore in civil engineering. What about you?

"I'm Lee Jong-seok, a freshman in the department of art at oriental medical school."

"Really? So you knew about our club? Or while you'really?”

"Just look around.”

"I see. Aah! Would you like a drink?"

The man opened the refrigerator with the horse.

All of a sudden!

Jong-seok's face, which saw inside the wide open refrigerator, was puzzled.

What kind of refrigerator does it look like?’

The refrigerator was full of side dishes. There was one compartment full of soju pet bottles and makgeolli.

Hwang Kyu-nam, who took out a coke can from under the refrigerator, sat on a blanket on one side as if it were cold and pointed to the front.

"Sit here."

When Jong-seok sat down, Hwang Kyu-nam lifted his blanket and saw an electric pad button.

'Electric pad? What kind of club room do you have, a refrigerator, an electric pad, and a blanket?'

When Jong-seok was wondering, Hwang Kyu-nam took out a piece of paper from the side and said,

"What's your name? Would you like to try it on?"

"My name?"

"Yes. I'm curious."

Hwang Gyu-nam tried to write his name on the folded paper and pen, but suddenly opened the paper.

"The club, ·· 가입?”

When Jong-seok saw Hwang Gyu-nam with curious eyes, he smiled and pulled the paper to hide it.

"It's a joke, a joke. Oh! Did you eat?”

"It's not lunchtime yet."

"Do you always eat because you're hungry? It's nice to eat and talk together."

With a smile, Hwang Kyu-nam took out a pot from one side and took water from the tap in front of the container box.

Then he put it on the burner and turned on the light.

Jong-seok asked at the sight.

"Can I cook here like this?"”

"No."

When Hwang Kyu-nam said, "I'm embarrassed," Jong-seok said.

"And you cook? What are you going to do if you get caught?”

"If you get caught, you'll get scolded and warned."

"Isn't it bad to be warned?"

"It's bad, but shouldn't you have a living?"

"What if there's a fire?"

"There has never been a fire in our Eastern history."

Jong-seok's appetite was stimulated by Hwang Gyu-nam's words.

'If there was a fire, there would be no East.’

When Jong-seok muttered into his mouth, Hwang Kyu-nam took the ramen out of the ramen box on one side and put it in the water.

There's a box of ramen.’

"Uh! It's cold."

Pushing himself into the quilt, said Hwang Kyu-nam.

"But you must be good at studying. The oriental medical school in my school is very high."

"A little."

"Any questions about school life?”

Hwang Kyu-nam asked one question or another to lead the conversation with Jong-seok, and Jong-seok answered accordingly.

When the ramen was already cooked, Hwang Kyu-nam brought a bowl of rice and chopsticks from somewhere else.

There's nothing you don'’

Hwang Gyu-nam took out the ramen and gave it to Jong-seok when he saw the bowl on the floor with absurd eyes.

"Let's eat."

"Thank you."

When Jong-seok ate ramen, Hwang Gyu-nam also started eating ramen without saying much.

Hwang Gyu-nam, who had finished eating ramen, took the dishes, went to the tap, washed the dishes, and put them on one table.

"Uh! It's cold."

Hwang Gyu-nam, who came back into the blanket, told Jong-seok.

"Our club is called Simbongsa, so it's a volunteer club."

"A volunteer club?"

"Why, weird?"

When asked by Hwang Gyu-nam, Jong-seok looked around the container. There were refrigerators and cooking utensils on one side, and bookshelves and tables on the other.

And the place I am here with blankets and pillows didn't seem to fit in with the volunteer club.

Hwang Kyu-nam nodded as Jong-seok looked around the club.

"That's the strength of our club."

"What?"

"Our club room provides accommodation and board."

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