Chapter 32 – Sleeping Beauty
32. Sleeping Beauty
A time when we chatted and asked personal questions.
Bookstore lady Hall Ra-eun’s cell phone rings.
[Station~ㅊ]
Halla-eun quickly answers the phone.
“Hello?”
The lady answered the phone.
The slightly heard voice sounded like an old man.
The lady got up from her seat and went into the bedroom inside the room and closed the door.
Dalkak-
I got up from my seat and looked around.
TV, wardrobe, furniture.
It was neat.
I stared blankly at the TV and came out of the room.
There was no one.
I slowly opened the door and looked outside, and there were no people in the other stores on the 3rd floor.
With what money does everyone pay their monthly rent?
When I summarized what I discussed with Woojin, this was a dead commercial district.
There were very few residential areas around.
There were only very old and spacious villas.
The surrounding area was a park and a mountain.
It is quite far from the residential area.
The closest one is our convention.
Ilcheon Mountain and Ilcheon branch convent lands owned by the Yeokcheon Adventist Church.
Because there was a lot of land owned by Reverse Natural Forest, the surrounding area was empty.
It was safe to say that it was at the very end of the residential area and hot place.
I took a quick look around the third floor of the shopping mall.
Massage shop, empty room, empty room, beauty salon, restroom, empty room, used book store.
It was in this order.
Apparently, there was a business next to the hair salon not long ago, but now I looked and it was gone.
As expected, since business is not going well, we go out of business.
Are you going to go to all other places as well?
I came back, passed through the bathroom and empty room, and entered the used bookstore.
The square footage here seemed to be about 30 pyeong.
There were a lot of bookshelfs, and many books were lined up.
He said that a lot of orders usually come through the internet.
I heard that they sell and buy used books like that.
He said he also ran an e-book store, but it didn’t go well.
The service was operated through the Internet through PCs, PDAs, terminals, mobile phones, etc.
I heard that other large bookstores are doing so well that they barely operate anymore.
When you hear things like this, you realize that there are a lot of very wealthy people. A thought suddenly occurred to me.
There is a life where you can try various things just for fun.
Real life is unfair.
Thinking like this.
Other people have to work hard to make money.
It is said that this man met her parents well, received a commercial lease on the building, and made a good living off of the monthly rent.
Oh, and Woojin guessed that he would have inherited a lot of inheritance.
I think it’s probably right.
Otherwise, you have to work.
My job is to go fishing or take a walk every day.
She has never been seen working.
Anyway, Woojin and her older brother once helped him organize his books
There were old books.
I used to help the men put them in places where they couldn’t be seen.
A man who buys things that seem valuable at auction.
He said he owns a lot of rare books for the fun of spending money.
So, in a way, this bookstore is like a warehouse that stores rare and used books, which are my hobby.
Since only boring things are shown on TV, I’m looking through the titles of books to read.
After passing through the bookshelf listed in front, I went to the last bookshelf and saw two empty chairs. And there was a desk.
Woojin and I often came and chatted.
How is Woojin doing these days?
It’s been over 3 weeks since we spoke on the phone.
Before Zia came, we talked on the phone once every three days.
I don’t know why I did that.
It must have been very difficult.
I also messaged Jian like a bomb.
I make phone calls randomly.
Suddenly I turned my head.
The lady was still talking on the phone.
I should be reading a book.
As expected from a used bookstore, there were quite a few college major books.
Bookshelf with various sales-related professional books.
Even exam books related to the adult graduation exam.
As I was browsing through various books, I found a book I knew.
It was a new work by a famous author.
It’s also a fantasy novel.
My eyes widened and I thought, this is it! I thought so.
I said I wish you had a fantasy novel.
Did you really listen to what I said and put it in?
Is it touching?
Or not.
Big.
This fantasy novel ranked first on a web novel serial site.
It was a work that is still being serialized.
A work that continued to dominate first place for a while.
I didn’t have money, so I skipped over the free version, but you’ve already bought the book and stocked it up.
You have good sense.
This guy.
The moment I picked up a new book by a famous author, books suddenly fell on my head.
“Aaaaah!”
I lowered my head and protected my head with my hands.
Books fell down on me.
I got hit on the forehead and it started to bleed slightly.
“Madame… Hmm..”
I was hit again squarely in the shoulder area, where I had been hit on the head by a rock earlier.
It really, really hurt.
“Why am I so unlucky? It’s annoying!”
I tried to kick the book with my foot, but I held back.
That’s right, if I kick someone else’s book, I’m trash.
Let’s be patient.
My forehead was slightly torn and bleeding slightly, and tears came to my eyes.
How powerful are the books that hit your shoulder.
It felt like my shoulder, which had been hit with a rock, was once again hit with a stick.
I organize the books and put them back in their original places,
Even without looking at the outside, a book that looked old caught my eye.
The front page was spread out.
It had a strange, strange charm that I couldn’t take my eyes off.
I slowly walked over and picked up the book.
Hehe-
The moment I touched this book, goosebumps ran down my spine and my whole body trembled.
It was a book bound with a shiny leather feel on the outside.
I usually put things like this on the innermost bookshelf, but I wondered why they were here.
It was a book that looked very old.
I’m in a bad mood so I’m trying to let go,
On the front page of the open page is a picture of a human palm.
And an unrecognizable language engraved on the outside.
Despite this eerie feeling, I raised my right hand and placed it on this palm painting.
Chin-
I unconsciously placed my hand on the palm drawing.
“Huh..?”
Why am I like this?
It felt like electricity flowing through my fingers and palms.
Just as my back was getting wet and my head was starting to hurt, I heard a creepy sound.
Meeeee!
The sound of ghosts screaming wildly.
And horrifying roars.
I tried to cover my ears because I heard random explosions, but I couldn’t take my hands off the book.
The cover seemed to grab my left hand and not let go.
The surface where the palm was drawn felt like it was sucking my palm in.
I couldn’t even scream, my body was shaking and convulsing, and I lost consciousness.
***
That time.
The lady at her bookstore was answering the phone from her husband.
“What did Aram say?”
“Huh. He said he would think about it.”
“Jian said it was good.”
“Ah. Okay? That’s good.”
“Yes. We need to take good care of them while they are with us.”
“Yes, I hope Aram and Jian can live comfortably and stress-free while they are in our house.”
“I see..”
The bookstore lady, wearing a dress that closed to her figure, nodded her head.
The solid-colored dress that highlights her body shape she emphasizes her her body line her and hugs her her body her, making her look voluptuous.
The silhouette looked like a gourd carefully made by a craftsman.
Her breasts were moderately large, and her hips was well spread, giving off the charm of a mature and mature woman.
“When will you come?”
Han Ra-eun asked her husband.
“Hmm… I think it will take a while. “You rest comfortably first.”
“Yes. I understand~ Please come in carefully.”
“Okay~ I’m ending the call.”
“Yes~”
And then just hang up the phone.
And then the bookstore lady opened her closet and started looking through her things.
***
A small room on the second floor of Yeokcheon Monastery, located on a low ridge surrounding the foot of Yeokcheon Mountain.
There was one bed.
There were two people there.
An old man wearing his black monastic habit again.
And a beautiful woman with a sweaty naked body.
The contrast between a muscular old man wearing a monastic robe, a symbol of neatness and poverty, and a dress revealing the lines of his body that he was strong and presented a strange sense of contrast.
The old man picked up his cell phone and made a call as if he had finished his business.
She seemed to be replying to a text message from earlier.
About ‘Kang Jian adoption’.
Tiriri-
The ring tone didn’t last long before someone answered the phone.
-Yes, leader
The voice of an older woman.
“Big..”
The old man cleared his throat and glanced at the sleeping woman.
-Yes. Abbot
The old man closes the door and quietly walks up the stairs.
“Okay. We, Yeokcheon Seventh-day Adventists… The road ahead is 90,000 miles. “
-You’re right. Abbot, shall we proceed with Kang Jian’s adoption right away? Or should I wait until I want to?
An old man who climbed the stairs to the rooftop. The surrounding scenery is very beautiful.
“Not yet. As expected, they are on high alert. The blood isn’t going anywhere. “Kkekekekekekeul”
The old man smiled and thought that it would have been okay if she had done it in the future goddess Dorang’s place.
-What the abbot said. Everything was handled well
“Okay. Is that guy dead?”
-I am crippled from the waist down.
“Good. At that time, even now that I think about it, I did really well… I heard you dragged a 3.5 ton truck and made a mess? “
-I apologize for damaging the image of Reverse Heaven Adventist Church.
“No. No! I was surprised because I didn’t know you would do something like that. It was necessary. And.. Um.. Kang Ji-an, he has a girlfriend that he’s been hanging out with these days.”
-Yes. This is a woman named Seo Ji-ah from our Ilcheon branch.
“I’ll make sure the two of you can’t meet again”
-Shall we make her a princess in the forest?
“No. There’s no need to go that far. Just naturally. You just have to let go of it very naturally.”
-The abbot mentioned it last time, so we are currently working on dropping it.
…
They talked for a while.
Yeokcheon Monastery was quiet again today.
As if there was no one.
