Returner’s Magic Laundry

“Turnwind recovery!”

Then, the garbage swirling in the warehouse stopped in mid-air and fell helplessly to the floor.

The hand protruding from the garbage bag shook as if to say hello, and Osara inside the bag smirked.

“Hello, Annam-kun.”

“Ah, what is it? It must have been a big deal.”

He ripped off the plastic and took out Osara.

“Ugh! smell!"

“You are here. Because Jung-a spilled soy sauce… … Do you have any stings?”

“It must have been a disaster!”

He smiled brightly.

“I wasn't worried. I knew you would come.”

"What?"

“This is not the first time something like this has happened. I am not hurt.”

Osara continued to smile, but her expression was not.

His eyes trembled violently, as if tears were falling at any moment.

“You think you’re hurt? Aren't these tears?"

“What kind of tears do you think a doll sheds? Water was leaking from the water bottle in the garbage bag.”

"I'm with you. don't cry Jung-ah... … It's not because you didn't like it."

“But whoever cried! It is the fate of dolls to be thrown away when they get tired of it. He's not a doll who laughs like that!"

She tilts her head towards the window as if pouting.

"Ah Okay. Let's go home."

At that time, the workers who had fled outside turned around and looked at the scene unfolding, and their expressions were bewildered.

“No, what the hell is this? When are you going to put all this away!”

Seeing the workers slumping on the floor, it was only then that I had time to look around.

In the warehouse, rubbish that literally looked like bombs were scattered all over the place.

'this… … I'm going to get rid of all this. There was a strong whirlwind.’

Cleaning up was nothing like this if the tornado blew one more time, but if the wind blew once more, the warehouse seemed to collapse. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Reluctantly, she and her workers began to clean up slowly.

Osara, who was sitting on a chair, helped clean up the trash by moving objects by telekinesis without people knowing it.

The workers who were roughly finished drank a glass of water and chatted for a while.

“You did a good job. I can't help you.”

“What, I saw, how can I not help? We have to do it together to finish it sooner.”

It happened because of me, but I pretended not to know.

“By the way, I guess you haven’t found that person out there yet.”

“What is it? No, what happened to that expensive ring?”

I followed the eyes of the workers and looked outside, and earlier, the man was sitting on a pile of garbage with a bewildered expression on his face.

‘When it comes to diamonds, Aides often finds them. It must be difficult to summon because there are so many people.’

Clearing out the warehouse was over in no time, and people went into the office saying they would come for lunch.

I asked to eat together, but I declined and headed towards my car.

Just then, a man on the pile of garbage came down with a given-up look and trudged towards the entrance.

'Now that there's no one here, shall I call Aides?'

“Aides!”

When I shouted the summoning spell, Aides appeared in a nice pose on the pile of garbage.

“Find some diamond rings here.”

Ai Death moved his chin and seemed to say something, then spread out his hands and began to sense it.

He wandered here and there for a while, sensing, and then Ai Death shook his head as if he wasn't there.

"Thanks."

If Aides can't find it, it's not here.

I can't help it.

I got into the car and headed home.

As I was driving down the road, I saw the man before, trudging alone in the distance.

‘I went by bus, why did I walk?’

With a weak heart, I had no choice but to stop the car and call the man.

"Hey. If you are going to Seoul, take it. I'll stop you on the nearest train."

“… … Thank you."

Surprisingly, a man who does not refuse and rides.

"thank you."

"What. It's the way to go. What if I couldn't find the ring anyway?"

A man looking at my face as if he knew how.

“Ah, earlier, the uncles were talking about it while feeling sorry for them.”

I bow my head at my words.

“Hey, it’s because I’m like this. I’m so shy to meet you, I lose something and I deserve to die.”

“Hey, what are you doing? You can buy it again.”

“It’s ten thousand won.”

“No, a wedding ring is so expensive.”

"Iknow, right. I'm crazy. Still, it was not worth it because I loved it.”

“Maybe you left it at home?”

“Obviously, I put it in that paper bag. You bastard, throw it away.”

The man shook his head as if blaming himself.

I gently summoned an apple with my left hand and handed it to the man.

“Try one of these. It’s a really good apple.”

“I am not in the mood to eat an apple right now. Please get down there. You can go by train.”

“Child, don’t do that, try it.”

As I continued to recommend, the man reluctantly took the apology and took a bite.

I could see the apple going down his neck and touching the man's pole.

And the letters that pop up over the man's head.

[Memory increases by 1.]

Then the man opened his eyes as if thinking of something.

"Ah!"

I think I remembered it too.

"why?"

"ring! Not a paper bag... … Freezer! I remember putting it in the freezer!”

“A freezer?”

“Sometimes I get distracted and put something in the freezer. Last time, I put my iron and cell phone in the freezer, and how many times did I find it? I found something while trying to eat ice cream.”

Isn't this dementia?

“Hey, please get off there. I want to go by taxi.”

“Yes, I hope you have a diamond ring in the freezer.”

“Yes, thank you!”

The man quickly smiled broadly and called for a taxi and ran away.

"thank God."

When I talk to Osara who is sitting in the back seat, Osara comes over to the passenger seat.

“I saw it all. That apple.”

“You know, what are you doing? I'll have to open the window anyway."

“Do you smell it?”

"Huh."

"A lot of?"

"A lot of."

I opened the window and headed home, breathing in the fresh air.

“It’s good to breathe fresh air. I thought this was the end of my life.”

Osara said as she closed her eyes and took in the air.

Maybe it was because he died and came back to life, so somehow the atmosphere seemed different.

“I’m glad I found it, though.”

“Now that I want to die, there is one thing I regret.”

"What?"

“Old man Choi who brought me back.”

“Ah, did you say that he died while managing the apartment I talked about last time?”

“Yeah, I suffered from depression and took medicine.”

“That… … .”

“I want revenge.”

Osara's eyes look somewhat lonely.

“Can you?”

“If Annam-kun can help you a little.”

"I?"

“If I could have done it myself, I would have done it already.”

“What are you going to do? Are you even going to kill me?”

“I can’t. I just want to take away his precious things.”

"what is that."

“I don’t know.”

“Do you know where you live?”

“You must still be living in that apartment.”

“Do you know the name of the apartment?”

“Yes, Seolje Hanyang Apartment.”

“Oh, if it’s Seolje-dong, it’s not far from here.”

"Thanks."

Osara looked back at her with emotion.

“I didn’t mean to help you yet.”

Osara is a little disappointed.

“Are you doing this with your friends?”

"okay okay. I'll find out about him."

“If you don’t like it, you can just take me to his house. Vengeance is mine.”

“What are you going to do on your own?”

“Have you ever seen a horror movie? There are many things you can do with a doll’s body.”

“Okay. First, let's see how that person lives. It was bad then, but now you can live a good life. He may be reflecting on the fact that Senior Choi died like that.”

“You have lived so many times in your past and future lives, don’t you still know humans?”

How did you know I was back?

“… … yes i know It is difficult for people to change easily.”

“I know, thank you.”

“Anyway, Jung-ah abandoned you, too. There are a lot of things that people are disappointed with, but not all people are like that... … .”

Drunk~

Turning around to the sound of snoring, Osara was already asleep.

‘Hey, I must have been tired because I had been in the stuffy garbage bag for a day.’

Oh lest Sarah wake up, she drove slowly back to her laundromat.

When she arrived at the laundromat, she heard loud laughter and talking from the side of her garden.

‘Yeah, what is it? Are the guests waiting?’

She looked at the time, and she had long emptied the laundry a little longer.

As she walked into the garden holding O Sara, she saw a group of her guests surrounded by someone.

'Who is it?'

As I approached, the person leading the story in the middle saw me and waved his hand.

“Boss, are you here?”

This is Gangnam Young.

It's been a while since the civil service exam, so what's going on here without studying?

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The guests turned to me.

"Sorry. I was a little late today.”

"No. Namyoung here is so much fun, I didn’t even know the time was passing.”

"Ah… … Thank you, Namyoung.”

"What. I had fun too.”

I quickly opened the door to the laundry, found the clothes for the customers, and received the clothes they had brought and arranged them well.

Osara brought her and sat him down in a chair.

There are people, so he's pretending to be a doll.

“I thought Namyoung was still working here, but it’s not.”

one guest asked.

"Ah yes. Then I helped out for a while. You are going to be a civil servant soon. Whoops.”

Gangnam-young scratching his head at my words.

"That's too bad. I would love to see you more often.”

“Yes, fufu.”

After the guests returned, I was able to have time to talk with Mr. Gangnam-young.

“I thought you were studying hard by now.”

“Oh, that’s it. I'm not good at studying. So I mean... … Can't I work here?"

"Yeah?"

“No, I see. Delivery and everything else, the laundry is often empty, and there is too much laundry, so I think we will have to use one more person.”

"Hmm… … That's my problem, so I'll take care of it, but have you given up on the government? Your father will hate you.”

I said a little coldly.

"that… … I also want to do laundry. Laundry work is fun. It's good to chat with customers coming and going, and it's fun to clean clothes. When you become a civil servant and get a job at the district office, you only have to collect documents to meet. My job is stable, but I'm a bit uninterested.

“Then I can work at my father’s laundry.”

“Someday it will happen. But now, when my father touches his clothes, he gets angry... … .”

Seeing Kangnam-young reminded me of my father.

My father was also worried that I would inherit the laundry.

He ran a laundromat, but as a profession, he was subtly ignored and despised.

There are things that people don't even know they see.

So he may have stopped telling him to continue to be a civil servant.

For his father, civil servants were the best job.

Gangnam-young's father may also not want his one and only son to run a laundry that has no money and is not recognized by society.

“I also need one more person in the laundry. Because I often empty the laundry.”

Gangnam-young smiled broadly at my words and lifted his head.

“Instead, I do this. Don't give up on the civil service exam yet, and I hope you will do well while working here. If you actually work, you might hate laundry.”

“Ji, really? Thank you! I'll do my best. I will definitely pass the laundry technician exam next year.”

this… … .

It seemed that he had already made up his mind to do laundry.

“No, not that… … .”

At that time, a customer came in, and Mr. Gangnam-young quickly stepped forward and greeted with a loud voice.

"welcome! My name is Gangnam Young, who has been working here since today. I will leave it up to you!"

She received the guest's clothes, skillfully made a record, and handed over the receipt.

'I do not know.'

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