SOG (English)

#19

Otherwise… Go Woo-Jin could not have automatically softened his eyes the second he saw him. There was no way he could have let out a light sigh with his wide chest out. As if relieved. As if it was his own safety that he had been worried about.

— Hey... Hey, Sun Jae-Chan.

Go Woo-Jin immediately looked away. Even though his roommate had called himself. The trivial scene kept going around in his head. Therefore, Sun Jae-Chan only tapped Jeong Noah's panting shoulder even though he suddenly came in with a rough breath. He only thought about Go Woo-Jin.

— -Heuk-... I feel weird… -Oh-Heuk-. Earlier, in the syringe... -Ah-Euk-. Fu-- (*Fuck).

Apparently, the syringe contained other ingredients besides the stimulants. Sun Jae-Chan glanced at him, then pulled out his cell phone and dialed the number.

— 119 (*Emergency number in Korea). There's a guy here who got an erection after being injected with illegal drugs.

Sun Jae-Chan's insensitive request for rescue followed. <-Fuck->. A swear word finally erupted from the roommate's mouth.

Apart from Sun Jae-Chan's restless heart. Also, apart from the circumstances of his roommate who started rubbing his flushed body.

The operation to save Kim Geun-Won ended successfully with the excessive achievement of <Rescuing Jeong Noah>.

It was quite a successful achievement of his goal.

SECTION 3. Time bomb

Late at night, the sound of a bell awakened the quiet interior of the officetel.

-Clak-. The bathroom door opened and a damp light spread across the contours of the classic living room. A tall young man in a gown crossed the wide compartment. The neat fingertips that lit the lamp by turning on the switch picked up the cell phone on the table. The sender's name popped up on the brightened screen.

[Stepmother]

Go Woo-Jin, who had just washed up and had wet hair, stared at the screen with a cynical gaze.

It was a video call. A faint boredom passed through his black eyes. After he put down his cell phone, he put on his clothes, neither fast nor slowly. He had just finished weight training a while ago, so the fabric glided over his tight muscles.

Even until he came back out to the living room, the bell had kept ringing steadily. Go Woo-Jin swept up his half-dried hair and briefly sighed nervously. As if preparing, he smiled lightly, breathed in, and accepted the video call.

— Yes. Mother.

At the same time, he turned up the audio volume with the remote control. The one that occupied one side of the living room was the item he had received from his stepmother, whose face was being displayed on the screen right now. It was a high-end product made by a world-class sound expert, it even had an entry number attached to it.

Luxurious string melodies poured out. With his back to the music, which was not so good to listen to at any given time, Woo-Jin approached the front window while grabbing his cell phone. Among the lights of the deepest building in Area 1 that occupied the night, the glittering waves of the black river, that had been flowing for hundreds of years on the spot, seemed to ease the congestion in his chest.

<-This boy. You're no fun every day, what 'Mother'?>

His stepmother's voice resembled the melody of a violin. Whether there was a banquet or not, the brilliant chandelier over the screen, and the people as many as the fake candlesticks stuck on it, reflected their heads. The laughter and the clatter of people toasting in the party hall were an extra bonus.