Chapter 317 – #70_I Still Live
#318
One.
When everyone is asleep.
Yu-chan arrived at the park, tearing up the lonely night with his headlights.
We have already confirmed that this park does not have functioning CCTV.
With a rolled tarp on his side, Yu-chan walked lightly into the grass where the homeless man died.
In any case, even if it was a homeless person, leaving a corpse outside was unprecedented carelessness.
However, this action was not taken without thinking.
Yuchan was always thinking about X.
The allegation that X may have a dual personality of himself was also included in his code of conduct.
There was no gap in Yu-chan’s consciousness as he headed to this place.
He was sober and he remembered everything he was doing and thinking, minute by minute, he was.
Let’s just think
If the corpse of the homeless person is gone now, it proves that it was X’s work his, and Yoo-chan is not X.
Yu-chan’s lips twisted.
“It can’t be solved that easily.”
He was looking forward to it.
Unfortunately, the homeless man’s body was still there.
Before arranging the body, Yoo-chan took out the camera he had secretly hidden by the grass.
I went through about 4 hours of video and checked the situation, but nothing happened.
Even if you didn’t have high expectations, heotang is heotang.
Yu-chan smoked a cigarette and spread the tarpaulin he had cut in advance.
In fact, since it was treated so that there was almost no blood, the tarpaulin was not much needed.
However, it was common to die while burying manure after death, so I brought it just in case. He didn’t want to get dirty dirt on the car.
Fortunately, he doesn’t seem to have died in a dirty look.
When he knelt down and went back, the body of the homeless man who had fallen was not visible.
It was only natural that his neck his was bent so that the back of his head his touched his back his.
The corpse, which began to stiffen after death, was placed on a tarp.
Forensically, it usually takes about 10 hours for the whole body to harden.
This corpse, less than five hours after death, has only slightly stiff limbs.
Once, as if covering the tarps on both sides of the corpse.
Once again, as if rolling up another tarp.
Finish packing.
When dirt comes out, you have to wrap the tarpaulin at both ends with twine, like wrapping candy, but today it was nice that there was no such hassle.
In order to match the shape when lifting, I simply tied one side and hung the body on the shoulder.
Paying attention to the surroundings, Yoo-chan shoved the corpse into the trunk, wiped the sweat from his forehead and lit a cigarette.
The moment the body was loaded into the car, in fact, there was no danger or tension.
Immediately return to the mansion and put the body in a freezer container at the back of the garden.
Minus 9.4 degrees.
Meat is at a very suitable temperature to stop spoilage the moment the moisture inside freezes.
-Kikiiik thump!
At the end of the dull metallic sound, the container was enveloped in darkness again.
2.
Eugene’s face darkened.
Even though it was the reunion with the teacher she had been looking forward to for several days.
It was because she had set foot again in the penthouse where her mother had lived before she died.
Eugene stood on the porch in a daze.
In fact, it feels very bland.
Even though she ended up living with the long-awaited teacher in a house rather than a hotel, something is not clear.
‘What have you been doing up until now? Wash up quickly and go to sleep.’
I think my mother will come out with a nagging nag right now.
All you can hear is the jingling of the paper hanging on the front door.
The familiar entrance that greeted Eugene without any sign of presence felt like an inescapable swamp.
“Eugene, why are you standing like that?”
“Oh? Yes? Oh, no.”
The sadness growing in Eugene’s heart is covered with a misty film.
Yu-chan lightly wrapped her arms around Yu-jin’s shoulder and stepped into her shrine her.
If this veil covering her sadness were all gone, would suffering come again? Eugene suddenly thought of this.
“Wow, Eugene was living in a nice place.”
“Heh, right?”
The sadness didn’t last long.
Yujin deliberately tried to avoid it, and Yuchan always encouraged her avoidance mechanism.
This is because the more imperfect humans are, the more they lean on others.
Yu-jin looked at Yu-chan and smiled, as if asking when she had a blank expression.
When Yu-jin secretly boasted that she was living in the penthouse for the first time, Yu-chan was surprised but she internally snorted.
A penthouse in Ilsan that doesn’t have a great night view like Seoul or a majestic sea like Busan.
Even considering the premium attached to the penthouse, I wondered if the sale would be worth billions.
In fact, isn’t it said that about half of the penthouses in Korea are empty because of excessive price bubbles?
These days, through downsizing, it has come down from being exclusively for the rich to a price range that even the middle class can pass, but Eugene’s penthouse, which he saw with his own eyes, was not a place where he saw such an ambiguous compromise.
The living room, visible as soon as you enter the front door, has a ceiling as high as the third floor of an apartment, and beyond the living room, you can see a rooftop cafe-like terrace.
The first impression alone is so splendid that it is difficult to compare a hotel suite.
“Stay still, but let’s go in.”
Niu-chan already felt her heart flutter that this wonderful house would actually be taken over as her own.
There is a floating garden connected to the rooftop. It is also a plus that she can smoke indoors without being noticed.
There were marble floors throughout the house, so she entered in slippers.
Eugene followed her with a suitcase in both hands.
After taking a quick look at her house her, Yu-chan could understand why the late Song Mi-yeong had bought a penthouse in Ilsan.
If it was a penthouse of this size located in Seoul or Busan, it would have had to give 20 billion won.
She acknowledged that her choice was her own rational choice her, not simply the vanity and extravagance of a businessman, and raised her evaluation of her.
Eugene didn’t seem to have much strength from before.
Aside from her drooping shoulders of her, she would have flaunted and boasted that she lived in such a nice place, but she silently followed behind her.
I know why.
This is a precious place with memories of Eugene and Song Mi-young.
Eugene, who had only avoided the pain of her loss of her, had no choice but to confirm the absence of her mother her this time.
“It’s much cleaner than I thought. Originally, the house gets dirty if left empty.”
“My aunt came and cleaned it once a week.”
“Really? Are you going to continue calling?”
Living in a house of this size would, of course, have a maid.
I’m sorry to the housekeeper who does not even know her face her, but she will have to find another job in the future.
“Yes? No?”
“I don’t know him very well, but he won’t look at me badly, will he?”
“I’ve heard a lot about it…”
“You don’t really know what kind of relationship Yujin and I have. You’ll have a lot of time in the future, so why don’t you clean it yourself? I’ll help with the housework.”
“Then I can’t help it…”
Yu-jin seemed to want to continue using her housekeeper as her housekeeper, but when Yu-chan quietly pressured her, she gave up.
She was so depressed that complex thoughts were impossible.
It’s Lee Yoo-jin who is dead…
She is also unfamiliar and I don’t want to see her very much.
At least until Yu-chan wanted it, Yu-jin had to remain lively and cute.
“Will Eugene show me the room? Let’s unpack her luggage over there.”
“Yes sir.”
“And a little smile on her face, isn’t it time to get over it?”
At Yu-chan’s words, Yu-jin felt her heart tingle.
It’s been a little over a month since her mother her died.
While one side of her chest her was still heavy, Yu-chan’s insensitive words felt like a brush.
“Is it time to overcome it?”
Yu-chan intentionally ignored Yu-jin’s objection to her.
Yujin, who tried to put her lips on her something her, led her to her own room as if nothing had happened.
Because her house itself is so large, Eugene’s room was reached after a long walk past the living room.
Eugene opened her door when the ceiling, which had been slantingly lowered as she went inside, reached a height of about 1.5 stories.
“This is my room.”
Commonly, the image that comes to mind when thinking of ‘ㅇㅇ’s room’ is a space where clothes, a bed, and various items coexist, but Eugene’s room is slightly different.
There is one more living room.
It is not a large living room as seen from the front door, but it is much larger than any other family home, with a sofa and a large wall-mounted TV.
On one side there was a bathroom, a dry shower room, and a large dressing room/powder room, and it was only after going through another door that Eugene’s bedroom came out.
She had been sneaking around once before, but she had never been here before, so she gave her honest impressions.
“Is this Eugene’s room better than mine?”
Yu-jin, who was drooping as if she was suffering from depression, jumped on the bandwagon when Yu-chan forced herself to cheer up.
I don’t know how to express how I feel right now.
I feel like I want to cry, but I can’t explain why I have to cry, and I feel like I need to be sad, but I can’t even judge whether that’s a legitimate emotion.
I just laughed aimlessly to the tune of the teacher who seemed excited.
“Hehe, from now on, this is the teacher’s house.”
“It’s our house. What are you talking about?”
After unpacking her suitcase and pouring her clothes into the laundry basket, Yujin wandered around and put the items she had brought for her hotel stay back in place.
By the way, the large music box and scented candles Yu-chan had gifted from Japan occupied the nightstand next to Yu-jin’s bed.
It was only two suitcases worth of luggage, and most of it was clothes, so it didn’t take too long.
After unpacking, Yu-jin suddenly grabbed the hem of Yu-chan’s clothes and stretched out.
“Sir, I don’t know, but I want to kiss you.”
Wouldn’t it be possible to overcome this depression and the unpleasant silence if you are with the teacher?
I felt like I could forget everything if I mixed my body with a hot kiss.
“Eugene is very childish.”
Yu-chan gently passed her hair to Yu-jin and kissed her on the lips.
She sucks her soft tongue, lifts her tiptoe, and hugs Yujin’s slender waist.
It was just a kiss, but I could feel Eugene’s heart beating faster.
Eugene closed her eyes and put her everything down for a moment.
Various thoughts filled her heart.
The death of her mother, the relationship between Seohyun and her teacher, and the future.
I just want to forget everything and avoid it.
The sharp smell of cigarettes lingered on the tip of her tongue.
“Paha…. I think I became a smoker when I kissed teacher.”
“I didn’t know you would suddenly kiss me. If I did, I would have gargled it.”
“Are you going to continue smoking?”
Why do women care so much about men smoking?
Seeing Yu-chan’s disapproving expression, Yu-jin turned around her words for no reason.
“I didn’t understand why my friends were telling their boyfriends to quit smoking, too? But after meeting the teacher, I think I understand.”
“Why?”
“If you keep smoking and die early, I’ll have to stay alone and wait. I want to stay healthy with you for a long, long time.”
“Well, by the time I get lung cancer, the perfect surgical method will be developed.”
His casual conversational attitude her was annoying today.
As for why… I actually know.
He just pretended not to know.
Because that’s going against the promise I made with Teacher Yuchan that I don’t doubt you.
What is your relationship with Seohyun Han?
Disappears occasionally, always unreached. What are you doing at that time?
“Why do you look so bad. Are you sad?”
Right before the cold air flows from Eugene’s heart, a soft voice is heard as usual.
Yu-chan looked at Yu-jin with a worried look and stroked his cheek on her.
At that moment, Eugene felt helpless.
It’s different from feeling helpless.
Much more persuasive and realistic than delusion alone, reassuring kindness.
Even if he does not struggle to stand on his own feet, his existence his supports Eugene instead.
No hard choices, no conflict, no self-reliance.
If he was there, anything else would be fine.
Even if all of this was a sweet fantasy, it didn’t matter much to Eugene.
It always is.
Originally, humans believe the lies they want to believe rather than the truth they don’t want to believe.
