As soon as I confirmed what Cheong-rye received, I went straight to the main point.
"Are you on call?"
-yes. Got a problem with a mission?
"... ... ."
-I think that's the only reason to contact you.
Was the timing too blatant to contact you as soon as the encore concert was over?
Unexpected circumstances hit the back of the head, so consideration was lacking.
'Still, I can't give you the feeling of begging for clues.'
This will set the mood only when it comes from the words of unconditional questioning. I broke my neck.
"There was no problem with the mission itself."
-I see.
"By the way, another mission appeared?"
-... ... .
"It wasn't the last time. Did you lie on purpose?"
-no.
The answer over the phone was compliant. There was no laughter either.
The sound of the dog grunting sounded like a small ringing for a moment, and then the words continued quietly.
-I think I can explain... If you don't mind, why don't you take a look at it when you have time? Who can hear the phone
"It would be better to do it over the phone."
It's not that I'm talking about America over the phone, but that someone listening would be better than breaking my head.
-If you feel uncomfortable, it's okay to watch it at Testa's accommodation. I have no other thoughts. ... I know it's not possible anyway.
Hmm, I tried to pry it out after yelling at it with a recording if I said anything unnecessary, but it doesn't seem necessary.
Of course, I can't guarantee when this guy will turn his eyes again, so of course I plan to make a safety plan.
"Then let's do this."
After setting the time and place, I came out from the veranda.
Kim Rae-bin, who was nearby, was startled.
"brother! You were away for 35 minutes, so I was worried that you might have secretly gone drinking, but were you on the veranda??"
"okay."
He's drunk too.
I sat down next to him before the others noticed and started talking.
"Rabin."
"yes."
"I have a favor to ask of you."
"I will listen!"
Perhaps misunderstanding that he had something to point out, Kim Rae-bin became quickened.
'No, that's not it.'
I waved my hand once to calm down and continued my explanation.
"I mean... ."
And things went as expected.
* * *
A few days later.
"It's fine."
I first arrived at the outdoor cafe in the corner of town that I proposed and he rented out entirely.
It is difficult to observe from the outside, but it is a place where someone nearby can report immediately if they hear a scream. CCTV is sufficient.
"You're here early."
And next to Cheongryeo who appeared in front of the entry fence a few minutes later... The dog, wearing a tight-fitting chest strap, was panting.
"bruise!"
"... ... ."
I thought maybe you didn't know, but... I really didn't know this would come out.
"I thought bringing him would be a good excuse. Are you okay?"
"... It doesn't matter."
"Haha, it's okay to stroke it. A kid who likes people."
Cheong-rye smiled and grabbed the dog and moved away holding it. The dog was wagging its tail vigorously.
'The speed is good.'
It looks chubby if you feed it well.
"The owner of the cafe said you can eat whatever food you want, so feel free to listen."
How could it go down the throat in this situation?
I sat down at the table and answered calmly.
"I don't think, let's talk first."
"is it so? all right. Then the mission isn't over... Can we start from there?"
"Before that, there must be something I have to answer first."
"hmm?"
I kept questioning, but I didn't think this guy would answer, so I threw a question I had put on hold.
"How were you sure of the number of missions?"
"... ... ."
This guy told me the total number of status ailments with confidence from the beginning.
– I decided to calculate... It seemed like it was given by adding the number of years returned at once. that.
"I need to know where the formula of returning years plus 1 episode came from. Because it's wrong."
"Oh that."
Cheong-rye nodded obediently and petted her dog.
And he made a bombshell statement.
"They collected cases from people like us."
'Anyway, it's a problem if the status window actually opens, and it's a problem if it doesn't.'
Let's not stimulate it any more. Since the predetermined goal was achieved, I thought of reducing the stimulation as much as possible and digging more next time.
But suddenly the dog started whining.
"... Keeing!"
Does that mean don't wake up?
"Kongi seems to want to play more."
"... Beans?"
"yes."
A more native name popped out than I thought. I get along with dogs, but it's a bit gross that he attached it.
At that moment, Cheongryeo spoke as if emphasizing.
"It's the original name."
"... ... ."
I see what you mean.
"okay."
I stood up after patting the head of the guy who probably had been named Kong for quite some time.
"Let's play more."
"done."
I felt like I was sucked up. I don't need to talk to this guy any more.
I moved my steps towards the entrance fence.
The guy who had been following me with the dog in his arms suddenly asked a question at the entrance.
"hmm... Come to think of it, Moondae must have an original name."
"... ... !"
"Could it be that they were the same person? haha."
I answered almost nonchalantly.
... It doesn't matter. After all, I couldn't find my records anyway.
"Ryu Gun-woo."
"hmm."
The guy made a strange expression.
"It's better than Park Moondae."
"... It doesn't."
I can't bear to deny it.
Still, Park Moon-dae is also in his own way... When I hear it, I think it's a good name.
'The fans seem to like it because it's unique after all.'
Anyway, I climbed the fence of the outdoor cafe and started to return home.
"Uh-uhh-!"
I could hear the dog howling rather plaintively until I turned the corner.
I rubbed the back of my neck.
'I didn't have any income.'
I had a hypothesis as to why the status ailment appeared again.
I hate to admit it, but... It's definitely easier to draw results because there's one more head. Now that guy doesn't put useless bluffing.
However, it was even worse to hear that this bizarre thing happened to other guys in a row.
'Why is the status window popping up only for me?'
It really feels like being the main character of a web novel.
Just then, the phone in my pocket rang.
'this.'
I got the call right away.
-older brother! are you okay??
It was Rabin Kim.
"sorry. check was late. I am on my way back now."
-You are very fast... It took less than an hour.
That's it.
I recalled a conversation I had with Kim Rae-bin yesterday.
-I'm going out during break time, so could you text me every 30 minutes? It won't be long... I think you only need to do it five or six times at most.
-of course! But may I ask why??
-I remembered the last time I had a fight with some crazy guy. I want to prepare a little bit. If I don't get a reply, I call and if I don't answer, I report it to the company.
-okay! That's a good idea!
A kind of emergency notification bell Albada.
Kim Rae-bin has a heavy mouth and rarely forgets what he has been entrusted with, so I intend to use it often in the future.
'Should I have a snack when I get back?'
It was hard to work without pay, so it was when I was thinking about carrots.
Suddenly there was a flood of noise over the phone.
– Oh hey!
-brother!! quickly!
-Go away, Cha Yoo-jin!
– It's important! Kim Rae-bin, go away!
This is Yoojin Cha. Got it.
"Come in soon. See you in a little while."
It was the moment I was about to end the call calmly.
-Moondae hyung! Our American professional came out!
"... ... ?"
– Our reality show!
It was very unexpected news.