"I received your resume well. "The recommender is Jeong Pil-gyu, head of the information team?"
He said in a very surprised tone.
"This is just a formality since it is a recommendation anyway."
"yes."
"I heard you've been a housewife ever since you go t married."
He asked, knocking on the resume he was holding.
"Are you good at washing dishes and laundry?"
Seo-ryeong just looked at him quietly. However, as if her answer was not important, the interviewer quickly changed the topic and muttered to himself.
"I started working as acaregiver almost as soon as I became an adult.... Then you will take good care of the patient."
"A patient?"
"what.... I get hurt a lot, sometimes make a fuss, and get a lot of injections, so it seems similar...."
I couldn't sense any motivation from the man who spoke fluently.
"If you were a full-time housewife, you would be good at cooking...."
"It's not impossible."
Since that was really all I knew how to do, I didn't mind asking insincere questions.
I came here by threatening Pil-gyu Jeong, but from now on, everything was on me.
Even bad things required planning and preparation. All Seo-ryeong had to do was hold her breath, squint, eavesdrop and learn to figure out where to lure her husband.
The moment of opportunity will come like instinct.
"You just have to do the laundry, cook, and wash the dishes. Other than the fact that the portions are huge, it won't be much different from what you make at home...."
"....."
"The machine will do everything anyway, right? "We already needed young hands, so you've come to the right place."
Her eyebrows twitched.
Of course, Blast does not only hire special combatants. There were many people who had never fired a gun, let alone fought, working in administration or accounting.
Among them, the department in charge of logistics such as driving, feeding, dishwashing, and laundry wa s where Seo-ryeong would work from now on.
The man glanced over the copy of the bankbook an d closed the file.
"Then, please start work officially on Monday, and p lease take good care of our members in the future. Pl ease collect training uniforms on time as they will stin k if they are piled up. Please eat well too."
"yes."
"A young wife has finally joined our company...! "Normally people in their twenties don't want to do this, so all the ladies are in their fifties or sixties."
He hummed and turned his back. Seo-ryeong softly asked the man who was slowly leaving.
"Most of the employees here are military personne I, so there must be a lot of different tools."
"Yeah, whatever. The equipment team is man aging it safely. why? "Is it because you're scared?"
The interviewer laughed heartily as if Seo-ryeong was so cute.
"I think you should keep your mouth shut."
"yes?"
"Aren't you scared?"
Seo-ryeong stared at the man with a cold face. Her words without a subject were puzzling, but the man's face suddenly turned red as he read something in her cool eyes.
Seo-ryeong, who wanted to become a criminal, took her first steps as a housekeeper.
There was a long way to go, but it was too far.
***
"Fuck, it's so fucking hard. I feel like I'm dying...."
"Who on earth is the new captain that has a trainin g program like this?"
"If you open your mouth, you'll smell bad, so just s hut up and take a shower."
The loud noise coming from the end of the hallway suddenly becomes closer like a wave. Every word was punctuated with swear words and groaning sounds.
The empty locker room was suddenly filled with men with good physiques.
They were the last team members in the morning schedule. The Blast members who came flocking in after completing their physical training had their muscles pumped and their upper bodies aflame.
The training clothes they took off went in a parabola as if they were going into a laundry bin.
Only after all members entered the shower room did the signal that the locker room was empty turn on. Seo-ryeong looked at the green button and opened the door and went in.
With training continuing all morning, the laundry bin was almost overflowing. The wheels underneath her barrel clattered as she dragged her handle. Even thou gh she was wearing a thin, white mask, the smell of sour sweat was terrible.
It's already been a month since I started working at Blast.
Seo-ryeong walked around wearing a simple uniform and an apron. It was a hectic time for him to familiarize himself with his work.
Three times a day, I help the cook prepare large quantities of food and wash the training uniforms of the crew. And all she had to do was sort her dried clothes according to her name tag and return them to them. The logistics department was generally older and did not have many people. With only a few dozen people, they were barely managing the overall household expenses of the civilian unit.
At this rate, when will we be able to kidnap the conductor and find her husband?. A faint sigh escaped from inside the mask.
Seo-ryeong continued to roll her sore shoulders and went down to the restaurant. As she went straight into the galley, the lady, wearing her hygiene mask, did what she knew.
"Seoryeong, have you eaten yet?"
"I'm going to eat now."
"Then wait a moment, let's just bring that inside and eat together."
I glanced at the food trash can that the lady had put outside. Seo-ryeong tried to sit in her seat first and s aid, "I'll clean it up." And she came out of the galley again.
She had found a pair of rubber gloves and was cleaning up the messy leftovers.
"I heard there was a vacancy in the special security team this time."
Seo-ryeong glanced expressionlessly in the direction from which the sound came.
Special security team. It was a story that came up often on the lips of crew members recently.
When Seo-ryeong meets Channa by chance after joining Blast. There was an incident where she tried to threaten Jeong Pil-gyu and tell him that she came here.
Instead, "If it's your sister's face, then of course th ere's at least one friend like that..." !" she said to hers elf and asked Channa where she was working now. At that question, she stiffened and closed her mouth to ask.
"What. All I can say is that the new team leader sucks... "He just rolled his eyes and hurriedly disappeared. After that, she never saw me again.
"What on earth are you doing that each of you gets 100 million won, even without the hazard pay?"
"I'll take it because it's worth it."
"No, that's still true. They take more than those sen t to Africa. The kids who went to Ukraine and Myanm ar last time weren't to that extent either. Where on ea rth are you going to the field?! How the fuck do you know if you only go there to suck the fucking crotch be cause it's so useless and flashy? They just spend a lot of money among themselves...!"
Recently, Seoryeongdo has been a hot topic that I hear a lot about here and there. However, the details of the special security team's work were never shared, and it was an elite team that selected members only from scouts.
Perhaps for that reason, when I happened to listen to the employees' stories, I felt both curiosity and jealousy.
"If you're that curious, why don't you go in yourself?"
"Are you being sarcastic?"
"No, who knows if you might be on that scout list t oo. Don't go crazy and eat quickly. "Anyway, I twist everything."
The guy who was eating suddenly threw away his s poon, wondering if some button had been pressed at the words he mumbled so heartily. The sound of met al hitting the plate and falling to the floor was sharp.
"heat... what?"
For a moment, the man with his hair cut to the back of his neck glared at the other person with burning eyes.
Seo-ryeong stopped putting the food waste into one bucket and looked at them again.
Food tray... I wish I could return it quickly.
The conversation, which was nothing special, beca me increasingly louder and eventually escalated to the point where they were grabbing each other's collars.
"-Whenever the topic of the special advisory team comes up, it's annoying to hear people pretending it's not the case. If I listen to that, I feel like I'm becoming a backwards bastard and it makes me so fucking anno yed...!"
"Fuck, who is this person criticizing now?"
As the two well-built men started grabbing, the long table shook as if vibrating. The remaining administrative staff quickly left the room, and Seo-ryeong flinched and narrowed her eyes.
As the two well-built men started grabbing, the long table shook as if vibrating. The remaining administrative staff quickly left the room, and Seo-ryeong flinched and narrowed her eyes.
It's like that again, it's like that again. The ladies peeking out from the galley said there was nothing particularly surprising.
At that time, a multi-layered food tray came this way.
"Who the fuck turns a blind eye whenever the topic of the special advisory team comes up?"
"You bastard, you came here thanks to me and are sucking honey. What's so great about you? Who the fuck took care of a beggar who had nowhere to go after being discharged from the volunteer army?! "If it weren't for me, you would become a servant and beg for help!"
"It's not just for a day or two, it's because I'm so fucking sick of it! "Criticize sour grapes in moderation, b ecause they look ugly!"
"All you have to do is pretend to be clean?"
"So you're so small that all you have to do is brush your teeth?"
"Fuck you bastard!"
"If you're jealous, just say that you're jealous, don't be afraid to hit me hard..." !"
In a moment, boom! And one person's head turned sharply. It was the beginning of a dog fight.