458 For my beloved brother (2)

Should we go eat together? The voice coming from over the door. Kim had a familiar voice.

Gasp.

Kim sat on the bed and clenched his teeth.

Clang!

The violent energy flowing naturally from his body caused the frame on the table to fall to the floor.

Kim Si-hoon raised his head with a perplexed look.

I got out of bed and headed for the place where the frame fell.

Inside the frame that fell on the floor and broke, a picture of a rainfall smiling brightly with his arm with a barbecue skewer on his shoulder.

I picked up the picture that I took when I went to Calde Mountain before.

The glass shards from the picture were carefully brushed off.

"...brother."

There was a murmur of silence.

A heavy load weighs on my shoulders.

We're the same "younger brother", right?

Kim Tae-hyun's derisive voice rang his ears.

Ugh. I'm getting a rough fist.

"...you know nothing."

Anger flared up. Even though I know it's not something to be angry about.

'I...'

To be his brother,

'I've been trying so hard."

I didn't like the indifferent expression of it as "we."

Kim Si-hoon released his clenched fist.

He shook his head holding back his rising anger.

"Sigh. What a palace."

It occurred to me that even if I were a loser, I couldn't be more pathetic.

Kim collected the glass fragments scattered on the floor and threw them into the trash can. 'Well, I don't think there's anything planned.'

Enemy to himself also seems to be due to excessive loyalty and yearning to rain, not particularly malign...And.'

Above all, Kim Tae-hyun was able to help Kang Woo more than he was.

Kim slowly raised his hand.

In accordance with the mystery of the intangible sword, the inner workings of the sword were united, and a blue-colored sword was made into the air...one's personal character

The difference between himself and Kim Tae-hyun could be defined by one word.

Of course, the ability to look forward to the future was annoying, but it wasn't without any methods at all.

However, in the case of deity, there was no such thing as a method.

"What should I do... You can get it."

A sense of alienation came in.

a sensation as if faced with a huge wall in front of one's eyes

It was the first wall of growth faced by Kim Si-hoon, who has a phenomenal talent called sacral.

"Sigh."

A deep sigh came out again.

The blue sword that had been made in the air was powdered and scattered.

I had a lot in my head.

I looked down at the picture taken from the broken frame.

You've been my brother. Thanks. The voice of the rain, the words that saved him, rang in my head.

The roughly distorted expression relaxes.

The mouth naturally went up.

"...yes, there's no need to compare."

Kim Si-hoon shook his head thinking of Kim Tae-hyun.

As it may be said, comparing itself is meaningless.

He is not just a brother or a brother.

Although the blood was not mixed, he considered Kang-woo more than his own brother. Rainfall would be the same for that. 'You wouldn't have said that to me otherwise.’

That lightened my shoulders.

The complicated mind was clear as if it had been filled with cool water. Think of it as similar to Tae-soo. There's nothing complicated about it. You can be as comfortable as you are with Tae-su.

They have become a member of the Guardians anyway.

"Let's ask for a fight later."

Maybe he'll find a clue that can cross a wall he can't cross.

I don't know.

"Let's go to a fight with Balok today.’

Perhaps because I lost to Kim Tae-hyun, I thought I wanted to move my body more.

Kim went on a visit with much lighter steps than before.

"Whoow, whoow."

After the battle with Balok, Kim Si-hoon lay on the floor, breathing hard.

"...what happened today?"

asked Balok, who returned to the human form by wearing a pendant after finishing the battle.

"Why?"

"You seem to be more desperate than usual."

Kim Si-hoon narrowed his eyes as if he were talking about something. "What does that mean?"

It is literally meaningful. You were in a fight like you were being chased by something. Oh... well, it used to be the same."

"....."

"I've been rather short of desperation lately."

"So it wasn't enough..."

"Didn't you feel it yourself?" continued Balock with a snort as if he were bland.

"After the battle with the Taemu Theater, you were no longer desperate."

the sensation of being hit on the back of the head with a huge hammer

Kim Si-hoon's eyes were wide open. Shaking is mixed between the rough breaths.

'Wasn't I, desperate?' 'Yes.'

"Don't talk nonsense. I just didn't have time to deal with monsters recently, but I didn't neglect my training."

I am not saying that I did not neglect training."

Balok opened his mouth in a firm voice.

"However, I'm not desperate.

Only."

'That's what...' 'No. These two are definitely different."

"Before, you swung your sword desperately every time you. I moved desperately, like I was being chased by something."

"But not now. You're... not desperate anymore."

"...."

Kim Si-hoon smacked his lips. He glared at Balock with sharp open eyes.

Not desperate.

Balok's low words seemed to be a dagger and confined to his heart. 'No, it's not.

He shook his head. I thought it couldn't be. "I'm after my brother."

He was more desperate than anyone else.

"...I'm on my way."

"Yes."

Looking at Kim Si-hoon, who turns nervously, Balok laughs a lot.

It's cold.

Kim left Balok's house.

When I left the barrier that blocked the public's access, I saw the people on the street busily walking around.

Wearing a hat and mask to cover his face, Kim shuffled away.

There's not enough desperation.

Balok's words lingered in his ears.

Disgrace spread through the spine. An unknown nervousness came over me.

You've been my brother. Thank you. At that time, the voice of the rain echoed in my head again.

The unpleasantness that was flowing through the spine melted away.

The nervousness of heating up the whole body disappeared.

"Haha."

Kim Si-hoon smiled around his mouth with a more relaxed expression.

'Yeah, you don't have to worry."

Didn't he have been weighed down by trauma before?

Pallock said he was desperate, referring to himself crushed by trauma.

It may be true that

'Of course you don't feel that way now.’

He was saved.

With the help of a brother who is more precious than anyone else,

I was able to escape the curse that I had kept for life.

"I'll have to call my brother later."

With a smile on his lips, Kim moved his steps.

"Brother?" Uh, yeah. Si-hoon, "Are you okay on the phone?" Sorry... TAEHYUN and I came out for a bit.

"...today?" Yes. I'll call you later. "Oh, yes, sir."

Everything's fine, right? I haven't seen you because I've been busy lately.

"Ha. It's okay."

Okay. I'll call you later.

The line was cut off.

The sound of the machine came out of the smartphone in my hand.

"You must be... busy."

It has been a week since Kim joined the Guardians.

Kang Woo was again working on his hectic schedule to help Kim Tae-hyun, who joined the Guardians belatedly, adapt well in many ways. "Well, you're doing a lot more than that.

His work was so much that I was worried about the rain.

It was natural that there was little time to talk on the phone, as almost everything from the work of the New World to Ernoir and Earth was handled. "Haha, yes... There is nothing I can do."

I closed my eyes slowly.

Click, click.

"Ah..."

The smartphone I was holding in my hand fell to the floor.

Kim lifted his smartphone off the floor and put it on the table.

I turned around and lay on the bed.

Did Tae-hyun say yesterday that he dealt with the reported gate abnormality?’

Since then, no abnormalities have been reported.

Kim slowly closed his eyes.

I fell asleep.

Oh."

In a few hours.

Kim woke up with his eyes closed.

"I fell asleep."

I was thinking of going to a fight with Balok, but I slept for hours.

Kim Si-hoon opened the door by organizing his disheveled hair.

"...well?"

Passing through the white corridor toward the conference room, I saw a rainfall sitting in a chair.

"Brother..."

The moment I tried to call Kangwoo with a bright smile.

"Oh, Taehyun? What's going on?"

Rain was seen answering the phone.

The smile, which was built near Kim Si-hoon's mouth, hardened.

"Yes, I'm at the guardian's hall for a while now.

I can hear a voice.

Proudly.

Unknowingly, his fist was firmly clenched.

You're here.

The rain shifted its gaze and looked toward the hall.

I could see Kim Si-hoon looking this way.

'Then.

Kang Woo continued by putting his smartphone in his hand to his ear. 'How's the training going?' asked with a smile on his lips.

The answer is,

"Oh, really? Haha. That's a relief."

to have none

"Yes. I'll go there after I finish organizing the papers."

Keep talking to yourself.

Si-hoon.

Do you understand everything, right?

Yes?

You know I'm doing this for you, right?

"Haha. Yeah, yeah. See you there." Si-hoon, you're over the wall now, and you need to earn your reputation.

It's all because I want you to be successful.

"Taehyun."

What? Do you understand my heart, Sihoon?

You know that I'm being forced to do this when I'm really heartbroken, right?

"You don't know how lucky I am to meet you." Right? Can't we do anything about this? I'm not trash, am I? "for being my brother. Thank you."

Contrary to the deepening guilt of the mind, somehow the mouth kept moving.