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053 The One You Can Trust (2)

“Ji Sung-ah, I’m sorry about that. I've been thinking a lot too, but I think it's going to be hard. So... I hope you can come out by this month. I'm sorry."

Jisung opened his mouth blankly at the sudden words of the president.

He was eating Cheonggukjang for lunch.

Today, I thought something was strange when the president first asked us to have lunch together, but as soon as we finished eating, a story like a blue sky fell on Jisung's head.

“·················ogue.”

Ji-sung let out a long sigh as he looked at the boss who avoided his gaze as if he was sorry.

Then he remembered that during that time he had been running around for hours a day, trying to hold on to this little publishing house.

But all those efforts ... fell apart overnight.

“·················ogue.”

Let Jisung silently meditate without saying a word. The boss glances at Ji-sung's eyes and begins to open his mouth.

“But you know it’s not because I don’t like you, you know? I also want to work with you if possible... my nephew is probably..."

The boss made lengthy excuses.

“Why did you see me last time, my nephew? He's graduating this time, but he said, hey, why is it so hard to find a job these days, and it seems that every document you put in seems to have run out... So is there any other way?"

Only then did Ji-sung seem to understand why the president was organizing him.

"Phew. But...as you know, it's impossible for a small company like us to set up for no reason, but you can't make it... Do you understand my feelings too?"

At this point anyway, intelligence didn't matter.

Whether Ji-sung understands or not, the boss seemed to have decided to fire Ji-sung today.

Jisung reluctantly nodded his head. Then the president, who wants to be this time, spoke in a subdued tone.

“Thank you so much, Jisung. For understanding my heart I will take care of you generously no matter what happens until this month's paycheck. If you are tired, you can rest from tomorrow.”

Then, looking at the clock, he opened his mouth with an awkward expression.

“Huh, then I have a busy appointment, so I’ll get up first. I'm really sorry and thank you. Let's have a big drink later. Understand? I'll do the math here."

The boss hurriedly packed his luggage and stood up with the bill. He then went out of the store after making the calculations.

“·················ogue.”

So Jisung was fired. He eats lunch very simply.

Many thoughts ran through Jisung's head, who was left alone.

But then.

“We need to clear our table over there…”

Someone has spoken to Jisung. When Ji-sung turned around, he was an employee of the Cheonggukjang restaurant with a confused expression on his face.

Jisung, who finally came to his senses, said he was sorry and got up from his seat.

“Whoa.”

Jisung came out of the store and let out a heavy sigh.

Then he lifted his head and looked around him.

A spring day without a single cloud. People were busy moving somewhere.

But unlike them, Jisung had nowhere to go.

* * *

Ji-sung, who had been talking about himself for a long time, banged his head on the table of his meat restaurant and fell asleep as if fainting.

I was a little perplexed because I had never been like this while having countless drinking parties with his older brother.

I stared at his sleeping face.

painful face.

His mouth was trembling and trembling, as if he could not have happy dreams even when he was drunk.

When I first received Ji Sung-hyung's message, I expected it to some extent, but I didn't expect it to be this much.

I just thought that something bad must have happened at my new job, but what I heard when I arrived was even more shocking.

No, in this day and age, you can fire people like this. If it wasn't directly from the person concerned, it would be considered a lie.

If it were any other person, they would have reported it to the Labor Relations Commission as soon as they tried to fire them in this way.‘Hey, the boss who fired your brother would have known his personality like this, so it must have come out like this...’

Maybe that's why the story is that people you know are more terrifying.

At least, if he had been someone he didn't know, Jisung hyung wouldn't have been suffering like this.

I let out a sigh.

After this, Jisung couldn't leave his brother like this.

It was something I started doing after quitting what I had been doing for over ten years, but it was about to be sorted out in an instant, so it was clear that something big would happen if I left it alone.

‘Because I was going to contact Ji-Sung anyway.’

At first, I was only thinking of sneaking in to Ji-Sung-nim, asking if he would like to work at a private academy again.

However, it seemed that a more active method was needed.

I looked at the back of the head of Ji-sung, who was sleeping.

Then I picked up the phone, looked for someone's cell phone number and dialed.

* * *

the next morning.

Ji-sung woke up and quickly realized that the place he had slept in last night wasn't his home.

“·················ogue.”

He was sleeping in a classroom at a certain academy.

A desk and chair lined up to one side. It was a blackboard occupying the wall, and it was a place where various class materials were arranged so that classes could be conducted at any moment.

Ji-sung woke up there, looked around with bewildered eyes, and got up from the bed he was lying on.

Then I sat down on the bed and pondered over what happened yesterday.

But no matter how much he squeezed his hair, he couldn't remember at all.

Rather, the more he tried to revive his memory, the more his anxiety grew.

But then.

Click-

The closed classroom door opened. And someone entered the classroom.

the one who came in.

“Are you awake?”

It was Junyoung who was smiling brightly.

“It was you. Who else am I?”

In an instant, the anxiety disappeared from Jisung's face.

It was because of the belief that at least there would be no problems as long as Joon-young was there.

“So what kind of alcohol did you drink so much?”

Joon-young entered the classroom, smashing Ji-sung slightly, and held out a cup. Seeing the hot steam rising, it seemed to be some kind of tea.

"Please eat. I didn’t have honey, so I used cocoa instead.”

Jisung took the cup Junyoung offered. Then he slowly tilted the cup and drank the cocoa.

“Oh, hey, it’s so sweet, I’m so excited.”

In an instant, the taste of the incredibly sweet cocoa shudders at the intellect.

However, as if something came to mind later, Jisung looked down at the cocoa glass with a shaky expression on his face.

“Is this… is this your uncle’s academy?”

Inwardly, the answer of ‘no’ was expected.

However.

"Yes. It is also my school.”

Jun-young trampled on Ji-sung's wind with a bright face.

“What about your uncle? Haven't you been to work yet?"

Jisung asked with an anxious expression.

But this time too, Jun-young shattered Ji-sung's wind at once.

"no. You just went to work.”

Then Jisung's expression suddenly became urgent.

“Ah, I have to sneak out without the old man’s knowledge, what should I do?”

As Ji-sung spoke with her worried face, she opened her mouth with a look as if Jun-young was saying something strange.

“What do you mean? Have you seen it before?”

Ji-sung's expression distorted as he heard Jun-young's words.

Jun-young, who looked at him, smiled and added her words.

“And my brother. Even if you leave here anyway, you can’t go home today.”

A question appeared on Jisung's face, which had hardened.

"Why?"

Then Joon-young rolled up the corners of her mouth and opened her mouth.

“Your brother-in-law told you not to come in? He said he was drunk.”

In an instant, Jisung's mouth opened wide.

Given the nature of her wife, who usually dislikes drinking without contact, it was a possible story.

“·················ogue.”

Jun-young said to Ji-sung, who was panicking for a while.

“There is a bathroom in front of the academy, so I wash up and go to the beach. Oh, and you can use the classroom here.”

Hearing Jun-young's words, Ji-sung opened her mouth with a puzzled expression.

"Huh? lecture room?"

Then Junyoung narrows her eyes and says:

"What's wrong? Do you remember what we talked about yesterday? Brother, you decided to work at our academy starting today, didn’t you?”

It was a nonsensical story. Hearing Jun-young's words, Ji-sung slowly looked back at her memories.

However, there was no mention of what Joon-young said anywhere in his memory.

Because of that, Ji-sung had no choice but to ask Jun-young.

"I?"

In response to Jisung’s question, Junyoung nodded firmly.

“Yes, of course. Did you call your brother-in-law and tell him everything? Really don't you remember?

At this point, I couldn't even say that I couldn't remember.

“Uh, uh, uh, that’s how I remember it.”

When Jisung answered with a shaky expression on her face, Junyoung raised the corners of her mouth and smirked. Then he picks up a piece of paper from the school table and hands it to Jisung.

“Then shall we say ‘go’ like this?”

Ji-sung takes a closer look... She is a contract stating that she will work at Jun-young's academy.

It is also stamped up to her own handwriting.

After that, he couldn't reverse his words. No matter how drunk you are, a promise is a promise.

“Um… uh, uh, yeah. I will do it this way.”

Jisung said, returning the contract to Joonyoung.

“Thank you hyung, I’ll make sure you don’t feel bad for Daewoo.”

As Jun-young talks while capturing the contract, Ji-sung shakes his head and opens his mouth.

"no. What am I more grateful for?”

But even so, he tilts his head all the time. No matter how much I think about it, I can't seem to remember.

Joon-young made a playful expression while he spoke to Ji-sung.

“But you don’t really remember, do you?

Then Jisung waved his hand with a surprised expression and said,

“Oh, no, man. I remember everything!”

* * *“Thank you, User 77, for 50 night balloons. I'll put it in a good place. User 1 came in early today. Oh, you're still at school, but if you get caught before the broadcast, won't your teacher scold you? Ah, the bathroom…”

As usual, the broadcast was in progress.

Suddenly, a small screen appeared on one side of the screen, and someone's broadcast video appeared.

Looking at it, it looked like it was uploaded by one of the viewers.

It was uncommon, but it did happen often. Because there were passionate viewers who upload funny videos or songs that fit the situation.

However.

Today's video looked a bit odd.

[... these days, there are people who fish for people on internet broadcasters by saying 'sniping' or something. You know that's a lie, right? They talk about ‘God’ or anything like that with a few expected problems, so real instructors like me are being harmed...]

It was a short video.

But it wasn't that simple.

Because it was so clear that I was the person he was demeaning in the video.

It seems like you are the same study broadcaster as you look, but hearing this from someone who doesn't have a face-to-face made me feel strange.

But I just smiled quietly because I knew people who might be more angry than me.

Not surprisingly, the chat window was being updated like crazy.

[User 7: Oh my gosh... you're crazy hahaha]

[User 770: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

[User 1: Can't we just release the Confucian broadcast today? My mouth is itchy haha.]

[User 22: Should I go on an expedition after a long time lol]

[User 30: ···]

[user···]

Most viewers responded that it was ridiculous. And some were trying to figure out his identity.

[User 5: But where did I see that person a lot?]

[User 88: So am I? Where did you see it?]

[User 20: Hahahaha I know.]

[User 88: Who are you? Hahahaha]

[User 20: That person is ‘Kyung Dong-hoon’ hahaha ‘Carotid artery’ Kyung Dong-hoon hahaha]

[User 5: Oh right. But wasn't that person originally a Noryangjin?]

[User 20: That's right ㅋㅋ That person was originally a malt study instructor. But he got kicked out in an accident?]

Malt study?

From the looks of it, it seems that he was originally a person who worked at a lucky academy. But when he heard the story, he didn't seem like a very good person.

But then.

[Viewer event: ‘User 1111’ wants to proceed with the event with 100,000 night balloons. The event content is 'Sniper Kim Jun-young vs Carotid artery Kyung Dong-hoon. The loser folds the broadcast. The method is still a secret!'. Do you want to accept? ]

Suddenly, the audience event was caught.

[User 1: Ommana hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

[User 20: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

[User 77: Hmmmmmmmmmmmm, how many zeros is this lol]

[User 22: lol 100 thousand lol ten million won?]

[User 770: Ugh, User 1111's class is great]

[User 1111: It’s not my brother, it’s my unnie^^ I’m busy, so please decide quickly]

It was the first amount of donation that I saw after starting the broadcast.

It is said that this amount of money sometimes explodes on other broadcasts, but it was the first time for me as the main target audience of my broadcast was students.

However, there was something unsatisfying about accepting it blindly.

Suddenly, a video slandering me appears, and coincidentally, at that moment, the viewer who has not said anything so far bets an event on me? A large amount that ordinary people cannot easily throw?

A normal person should be suspicious.

After a while, I made a decision and moved the mouse slowly.

I even clicked. Then the chat window started to update like crazy.

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