<115> Extra Chapter. 7
When she drove home, Kang Seok-ju had arrived first. After Chairman Kang died, he had been attending school while simultaneously learning the company business. Every Friday morning he would take a test, and in the afternoon he would bring the results to Kang Il-hyun's house.
At first, Ja-kyeong thought Kang Il-hyun actually cared about his younger brother, but it turned out he just wanted to torment Kang Seok-ju. If he didn't pass the test, he would be beaten severely that day, and she heard that last week he went home crying.
Kim Sun-young, worried that something might happen to her only son, had come several times to confront Kang Il-hyun. She didn't cower just because Chairman Kang was gone; instead, she tried even harder to protect Kang Seok-ju.
Personally, Ja-kyeong disliked her, but she acknowledged the mother's heart that wanted to protect her child. And since she was pleased that Seok-ju was gradually quitting alcohol and drugs and starting to live like a proper human being, she now tacitly accepted Kang Il-hyun's behavior to some extent.
From the moment they arrived home, Kang Seok-ju followed Ja-kyeong around like a puppy that needed to poop. She could roughly guess why. Soon Kang Il-hyun would arrive, and it seemed he wasn't confident about today's test results either. Pretending not to notice, she tried to go up to the second floor, but he followed her to the end, being persistent.
"Hey, Ian. No, Yang Seon-woo."
Ja-kyeong frowned. What.
"I'm asking you a favor. Please, hmm? Can't you just let it slide just for today?"
"Why should I listen to your request?"
Seok-ju took off the watch on his wrist and handed it to Ja-kyeong. It was a model that was hard to obtain, something he had waited a year to get, but when your life was on the line, there was no other choice. When Ja-kyeong stared at the watch, Seok-ju quickly stuffed it into her shirt pocket and patted her shoulder.
"I turned in a blank paper this morning."
Ja-kyeong took out the watch and examined it front and back. It's not a fake, right? She became curious on one hand.
"You should have studied in advance."
At those words, Kang Seok-ju scoffed. Others said the same thing. If Kang Il-hyun is that scary, then study. But it wasn't simply a matter of memorizing and understanding. For example, if a test question asked, "What would you do if you became the CEO of the company?"
So if he wrote in detail, "I will manage diligently," Kang Il-hyun would interrogate him asking if he wanted to push him aside and take over the company, and then he would beat him severely with a golf club. A week later, when the same question came up, he wrote "I have no intention of managing the company," and was beaten until his thighs were bruised, being called a guy with no dreams or ambition.
Pouring out his inner circumstances, Seok-ju choked up and his eyes turned red.
"He's totally a bastard. He beats me for this, he beats me for that. I'm telling you, he's a psychopath."
Ja-kyeong unconsciously nodded. She didn't know about other things, but she slightly agreed that he was a psychopath. Plus a pervert. Suddenly Seok-ju seemed pitiful. When she returned the watch and patted his shoulder, telling him to cheer up, he suddenly grabbed Ja-kyeong's hand.
Ja-kyeong stared down at the grabbed hand.
"Or else, I'll give you money…."
He cautiously started speaking, looked around, then moved his lips to Ja-kyeong's ear.
"Want to kill Kang Il-hyun?"
"……."
"I'll give you all the money I have. Since you've done it once, it shouldn't be difficult, right?"
He knew that two years ago, Ja-kyeong was the person who had put a bullet in Il-hyun's thigh. However, unfortunately, he didn't seem to know that the same person had also driven an axe into Chairman Kang's head. When Ja-kyeong let out a chuckle, Seok-ju pleaded. Please, save him.
Just then, there was a sound from outside, and Seok-ju let go of Ja-kyeong's hand and quickly moved away. When the door opened, sure enough, Kang Il-hyun entered. In his left hand was a blank sheet of paper, and in his other hand, a golf club gleamed.
"Why are you two together?"
His voice was cold. Ja-kyeong quickly stepped back and pointed behind her. I was just about to go into the bedroom. Seok-ju looked at her with resentful eyes, but Ja-kyeong pretended not to notice.
Sorry. If I take your side today, you'll die, and I'll die too. Of course, on the bed.
Smiling pathetically, she closed the door and went inside, hearing thud, thud, thud sounds and screams from outside. Ah, Seok-ju. Poor Kang Seok-ju. Why were you born as Kang Il-hyun's younger brother? Suddenly she thought it was a great fortune that Kang Il-hyun was not her brother but her lover.
She was playing music and meditating when Kang Il-hyun came in. Seeing his slightly disheveled bangs, it seemed he had beaten Kang Seok-ju thoroughly. He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and after lighting it, he discovered the music box placed by the window, picked it up, and wound it up. Brahms' Lullaby flowed from the music box.
Ja-kyeong, still in the lotus position, closed her eyes again.
"The wallet is on the table. Check it."
He went to the table in front of the sofa with the cigarette in his mouth and picked up the wallet. After checking the ID, Il-hyun laughed with a dismissive expression. Jang Tae-ho. A prosecutor at Seoul Central District Prosecutors' Office who had once prosecuted Il-hyun for bribery, solicitation, and breach of trust.
He grew up in an ordinary family, lost both parents early, and succeeded on his own—he was literally a dragon that rose from the creek. And he was one of the types Il-hyun hated most. Those who had absolutely nothing but burned with a sense of justice.
"Want me to kill him?"
Ja-kyeong asked with her eyes still closed, and Il-hyun threw the wallet on the sofa, came in front of Ja-kyeong, and knelt on one knee. Her closed eyelids opened, revealing dark brown eyes. If you want, I'll kill him.
Ja-kyeong, who killed people without any hesitation, was also appealing, but that was only in a business relationship. Right now, he just wanted her to stay pretty under his protection. Il-hyun inhaled the cigarette smoke deeply, then immediately brought his lips to Ja-kyeong's lips.
The smoke went down her throat. Ja-kyeong released the lotus position, hugged Il-hyun's torso, and lay back. As their bodies overlapped and rolled on the floor, Il-hyun threw the cigarette to the side. He licked Ja-kyeong's lips persistently while meeting her gaze.
"Not another guy, kill me."
He moved his hand behind to firmly squeeze the voluptuous buttocks. Here. With this.
Even the cat would hate it. That face too was maddeningly lovely.
***
A file folder flew in and passed by the side of his face. Prosecutor Jang, who had come to work, realized something had gone wrong upon seeing Administrative Officer Park's anxious expression. The chief wants you to come up as soon as he arrives. Sure enough, the moment he opened the door, his face, raging like a bull with horns, hit him directly.
Not satisfied with throwing the file folder and books, he fumed and pointed his finger.
"What the hell are you doing? Do you think my words are a joke?"
Did he perhaps know about yesterday's tailing?
"I don't understand what you're saying…."
"Representative Kang says he's suing you! For trespassing!"
Prosecutor Jang's eyes widened.
"What?"
"Did you secretly go to that house?"
"No, I didn't…."
"Then why is your wallet dropped in that house's living room!"
Prosecutor Jang's brow slowly twisted. Yesterday, after losing his wallet, he had hurriedly gone down to the underground parking lot. He had tried to follow Yang Seon-woo but was a step too late, and the situation left him no choice but to think he had taken the wallet. But if he told the truth…
"Speak up. Did you really try to secretly break into that house?"
Prosecutor Jang made an incredulous expression. He didn't secretly break in; to be precise, Yang Seon-woo had put it there. The chief would also know well how that house was guarded like a fortress with ironclad security. No matter how talented Prosecutor Jang was, it was impossible to secretly enter there.
"I really didn't. I can prove my alibi, please check the CCTV."
"Check what? They say someone wiped it all clean yesterday."
"……."
Department Head Kim roughly swept back his disheveled bangs while fuming. He also knew that Prosecutor Jang wasn't stupid enough to do something reckless. Things had gotten complicated. Being reported in the media? That wasn't what was scary.
"What did I tell you? I told you not to touch him. Do you think I do this because I like that person? They told us from above not to touch him. When told to dig, we dig. When you have no connections or backing, what makes you act up like that!"
Why would you need connections and backing to catch a bad guy? It was something he heard constantly, but he felt empty every time he heard it. Force gathered in Prosecutor Jang's tightly closed jaw.
"Do you know how much I got scolded by the Division Chief this morning because of you?"
"I'm sorry…."
"Is sorry enough? What are you going to do?"
"……."
When there was no answer, Department Head Kim sighed and waved his hand as if he didn't even want to look.
"Get out. Go persuade him, or get on your knees and beg, handle it yourself. Don't let sparks fly onto me. Understand?"
"Yes…."
After bowing and exiting the chief prosecutor's room, Prosecutor Jang rubbed his face roughly with his hands. Blood rushed backward and laughter burst out at the absurd situation. He had been momentarily deceived by that boyish appearance, looking at him while apologizing and checking the music box.
Ah, damn. Gritting his teeth, he came down to the lower floor, and everyone he passed glanced at him. It seemed rumors had already spread. Entering his room, he loosened his tie. His breathing felt constricted. Administrative Officer Park, gauging the atmosphere, opened his mouth.
"The chief just contacted me…."
He had just been scolded, what now.
"He said to keep your evening time free today. He said you're having a meal."
After all that fuss earlier, suddenly a meal?
"A meal?"
Administrative Officer Park had a troubled expression and moved his lips. Prosecutor Jang, who had noticed first, laughed emptily and squeezed his eyes shut. Damn. He didn't need to see to know who he'd be eating with.