Jeong Taeui had to go back to his room. There was only today and tomorrow left for him to sleep comfortably. He needed to recover his exhausted strength before facing the upcoming storm.But his steps seemed unwilling to obey. Jeong Taeui thought for a while and remembered a story buried like a burden in his heart for some time.
"......"
This wasn't a pleasant topic, but he had to speak out. Jeong Taeui felt he needed to inform his uncle about what he knew.
He leaned against the bathroom door and looked up at the ceiling for a while before abruptly speaking.
"By the way, uncle, since when did hyung get involved in weapon development?"
His voice wasn't loud, but after a moment, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped. His uncle was silent for a moment.
"Where did you hear that news?"
His uncle asked in a low voice.
"From the broker of Laurent Gastiye's book. I thought he was just an old book broker, but apparently not."
"He told you everything. Did the kid call today?"
"No, not today. It was a while ago, and I forgot to ask you. Even if I was curious, it wouldn't help... It seems it was when you were living with me at UNHRDO, right?"
"Jaeui received many requests before that, but the official participation time can be considered around then. Did he say anything else?"
Although not intending to hide it, his uncle clicked his tongue. It seemed like news he didn't want Jeong Taeui to know. It was understandable since it wasn't something many should know.
"Nothing special. But is he still doing it?"
"No, he quit. From the start, he only intended to do that while at UNHRDO. Right after leaving, Jaeui received many invitations, but he rejected them all."
That's right. Jeong Taeui nodded.
After returning home post-military, Jeong Taeui occasionally saw Jaeui receive strange calls. International calls that made it clear the person on the other end was extraordinary. It didn't surprise him because Jaeui received many such calls in the past. But from the start, he always wondered who these persistent people seeking his brother were, especially when Jaeui rarely went out.
Jeong Taeui leaned against the wall.
That's enough. In fact, even if he continued weapon development, Jeong Taeui wouldn't have much to say, but knowing he quit meant he wouldn't overthink it. Next time he met him, he'd pinch his cheek hard. With such a good mind, why use it for things like that?
"So, I'll be going now. After the joint training, can I come back here?"
"Of course."
His uncle didn't even poke his head out from the running shower and replied. Jeong Taeui extended his hand and waved the book through the bathroom door gap.
"I'm borrowing this book, uncle."
"Yes, keep it safe. Replacing it would be a hassle."
"Yes, yes."
"I'm not planning to throw away $3500 like that."
Jeong Taeui responded and headed for the door.
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That day, a tense and bloody atmosphere filled the air from early morning.
As soon as Jeong Taeui woke up and stepped out of his room, he felt the brutal tension saturating the air, palpable in every inch of his skin.
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