Chapter 433 – Mistress of the Bullpen (2)
“Hello.”
The old woman bowed her back.
[Woman’s insides]
That’s what it said on the nameplate at the door.
It was the window from the other day.
“Please come inside.”
A pleasant moldy smell filled the room.
It was the smell of death that can only be smelled by old people who are old and don’t know when they will die, and who are just counting down the days until they will be buried.
As Seojun stepped on the landing and went inside, a dangerous creaking sound was heard from the wooden floor, as if it was about to break at any moment.
“Please brush away the snow. Please. Because I am old, it is not easy for me to move my body.”
Seojun silently patted the front of his long feet to shake off the snow, and took off his hat as he entered the room.
A small flame was coming out of the fireplace where a few pieces of firewood had been thrown in, and on the shelf above it was a familiar jet-black coat neatly folded.
“···That is.”
As Seojun watched it quietly, the old man spoke in a calm tone.
“I was counting down the days until I could give it back. “It’s too much for me to wear.”
The old man’s tone was different from before.
Also, the clothing colors were different.
Instead of wearing the clothes of an old-fashioned prostitute to seduce men, she was wearing a wide blouse, a skirt, and a thick shawl over her shoulders.
From showing off her saggy breasts to seduce Seojun, now she looks like a saint who has realized the truth after all these years-.
He was just lying down on the chair, looking at Seojun with calm, sunken eyes.
Kwiikik- Dalkak
The door closed behind me.
The woman in the long, thin black suit who brought Seojun was nowhere to be found.
There were only Seojun and the old woman here.
Seojun, who was looking around, looked at the old woman’s wrinkled eyes again.
The old woman asks.
“Aren’t you that surprised?”
“… I was quite surprised.”
“Really…?”
The old woman said, pointing to the kettle in front of the table.
“Chamomile, you like it, right?”
“···.”
Instead of answering, Seojun widened his eyes once, then tilted the kettle and poured out the tea. The spicy scent of chrysanthemums, which calms the mind and body, fills the room.
“Have you heard any news about Jack and Sophia from your hometown?”
“···No.”
“I gave birth to a child. They said it was a child with black hair and black eyes. The couple named their child Jackson. It is said that the child monopolizes all the love of the village adults.”
“Hmm···. I see.”
“Ah, I heard that the hordes of demons that attacked the village were destroyed by the punitive force dispatched by Viscount Jansen… Have you heard anything?”
“No, I didn’t hear that either.”
“Then what is the news from the Gray Magic Tower?”
It was truly the flower of evil.
She constantly talks about what she knows and what Seojun doesn’t know.
He calmly explained that your entire past, past actions, and even everything about you are in his hands.
If Seojun didn’t know anything about her – she probably wouldn’t have been so surprised that she would have jumped out of her seat.
As she listened to her stories through one ear and out the other, Seojun pictured her face hidden behind her wrinkled mask.
A pure white face, red lips, jet black hair reaching down to the waist, and pale yellow eyes…
“By any chance, do you know anything about my childhood?”
When Seojun suddenly interrupted her and asked, the old woman closed her mouth.
No matter how much information she didn’t know, she didn’t know everything.
If that were possible, she wouldn’t have drank the drugged tea in the previous episode – much less got raped by Seojun.
Also, she would have found her child a long time ago.
However, she had no idea that her child had been taken in by a woman from a slash-and-burn village, that she had met Seo-jun, and that he had been torn around in the clutches of cockroaches – half-broken.
“… I understand that you grew up under Bishop Luton of Herero.”
“I’m talking about before that, old man.”
Seojun knew everything and just smiled, asking what she was asking.
As described in the work, his whereabouts were unknown until he was taken away by the Bishop of Luton.
All I could say was one sentence – I was a pickpocket and a beggar who wandered around various cities.
So, the old woman had no way of knowing about his past.
I wonder if there are one or two orphans in the world who were born and lived and died like that.
“It’s a pity, seeing you speak as if you knew so well – I thought you definitely knew…”
The old woman’s eyelids sank low.
He didn’t seem angry. I guess I’m about to get to the point now.
Madame Salari, your biggest source of money, was being ruined due to Seojun’s misbehavior.
What’s more, she couldn’t have known that a cockroach-like dog was in her bullpen.
“As the sun was setting, when you were wandering the streets with the women of Changgwan, one of your companions, Gaesoo, wrote a letter to my superior. Would you like to read it?”
Seojun took the small note.
[Possibility of betrayal, request for support]
Her pick – Seojun burst out laughing and handed her note back to her.
“I see.”
“… Aren’t you surprised?”
“It was expected.”
“What is mine?”
“What is it?”
The old woman silenced Seojun’s puns and wiggled his wrinkled fingers.
Goo goo goo-
The flames in the small fireplace swayed here and there, and the teacups on the table began to rattle.
The house shook, and Seojun’s chair and Seojun’s long feet also began to shake.
The sound of people running out into the street one by one and screaming could be heard from all directions.
The old woman with narrowed eyes quietly looks at Seojun.
Beyond her sunken eyelids, her bright yellow eyes were shining brightly. Because the central city bullpen was entirely in her hands.
“They said you could be my mother.”
However, at Seojun’s next words, her mouth opened and the light in her eyes disappeared at once.
Seojun grabbed her teacup and brought it to her lips.
Hororop – In the silence, the only sound was the sound of him sipping tea.
“`
The old woman looked at the back of Seojun, who had just left the hut, and relaxed her tightly clenched fists.
He knew her identity.
I probably knew who she was when I first put her coat around her shoulder, or even before I stepped into her bullpen.
That person had some kind of relationship with cockroaches.
Nevertheless, the old woman planned to draw him into her arms.
If it was something that couldn’t be done, the intention was to erase it from the world.
She was able to do it, and she had the power to do it.
However, after hearing what he said, my thoughts could not move smoothly.
You could be my mother- la···.
He told an old story he remembered. Even though she didn’t ask.
As if to prove that he had been living by chewing the cud, pondering over all the memories one by one, he laid out the natural scents, textures, and colors of those young days one by one.
Most of them were exaggerated to some extent, but that was possible because they were memories from my childhood.
Most of them were extremely emotional, but that could also be because they were memories from my childhood.
The reason the old woman couldn’t stop him was because she felt something familiar in his story.
It had to be that way.
Most of what he said, no, all of it was her memory.
However, it is said that families connected by blood recognize each other at a glance no matter how much time passes.
The old woman had never felt that way from Seojun.
Even though his hair was pitch black without any color mixed in, his eyes were not yellow.
As she remembered – her child’s eyes were a yellow color that looked exactly like her own – it was natural that she could say no after looking at Seojun.
But why does he claim to be her child?
Why does she has memories that only she and her child will know?
The old woman was dizzy.
Seojun, who was walking beyond the window, suddenly looked back.
Through the hazy window, he smiled vaguely, as if he had seen the old woman’s face, and walked on his way again.
If that child is my child, what should I do-.
The old woman closed her eyes.
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