The Return of the Disaster-Class Hero

Chapter 5: What a crazy bastard (1)

Manchester Airport, England

Brrrrr!

Hugo furrowed his brows when his phone rang again. His phone kept crying out as if it were nagging its owner to take the call. As he heard the sound again and again, his veins popped out on his forehead. To make things worse, his personal phone started ringing too.

'Enough. This is the sixtieth call!'

This man's best friend used to call him a charlatan fortune teller twenty years ago. He was one of the Twelve Zodiacs, the one who occupied the ninth seat. He was the Sagittarius' <Archer>.

Hugo Otis's blood pressure was so high right now that he felt like he needed to go to the hospital. The culprit was the barrage of calls on his phone today. When his phone had started blowing up, he had thought it was an emergency, but...

'They are all reporters.'

When the reporters suddenly asked him how he felt about Lee Gun, it drove him up the wall. This was the hefty price of being Lee Gun's close friend. In the end, he told them that he would file complaints and lawsuits, and they finally quieted down. However, the silence lasted only a short while.

'It has only been an hour, you bastards.'

The reporters were even calling the number that only his acquaintances knew of. Of course, these reporters could find his private number even if he kept it a secret. In fact, not too long ago, a reporter had bothered him through his personal number. Unsurprisingly, the phone rang again.

Brrrr!

An unknown number had been calling him non-stop for the past thirty minutes. Hugo was on the fence about picking up the phone, but he realized the number started with 1541. This meant it was a collect call from Korea.

'These bastards even want me to pay for the call now?'

It seemed the reporters were trying every means available to them. Hugo looked at his phone as if he had spotted a mosquito early in the morning. The infuriating phone stopped vibrating, but another call came in right afterward.

"Jeez!" Hugo decided to block that number. He even powered off his phone. In the first place, he had no reason to answer a call from an unknown phone number, especially on his private phone. Moreover, he knew what the call was about, and that only dissuaded him from picking it up.

'I never expected a conspiracy theory on Lee Gun's survival. Ridiculous!' He couldn't hide his displeasure at hearing the name after so long. At the next moment, he received a call from the government of his home country. He was still displeased, but he picked it up.

- Are you listening to what I'm saying, Hugo?

"I'm sorry, but I'll have to decline the request of finding our thirteenth member."

- Hugo!

The person on the phone this time was the prime minister of Australia. As expected, the call was about Lee Gun. This pissed off Hugo.

"Do not speak the name of the dead. He was declared dead twenty years ago," Hugo said.

- He might have been asleep...

"Why say that now?" Hugo wanted to say that it was shameful for a prime minister to look for the hero Lee Gun like this, but he swallowed his words. In the past, Hugo had insisted Lee Gun was alive, but no one had listened to him. "Wasn't I barred from searching the tower back then because it was too dangerous?"

- No, it was—

Suddenly...

"Ahhhhhh!"

Hugo quickly turned his attention toward the sudden roar that came from the crowd. The roar was so loud that it surprised everyone, including the flight attendants, the ticket agents, and the baggage claim attendants. The sound had erupted from the waiting room. It was a roar one heard when one's team scored a goal in the World Cup finals.