The Mist Vol 3 Chapter 52

Vol 3 Chapter 52

"Ah... damn. If it weren't for that dog bone of a guy..."

"Pardon?"

As Min-hoo asked in confusion, hyung gritted his teeth, approached Kapros who was being piggybacked, hugged him tightly, and then let go.

"Kid. You reek of alcohol. I really enjoyed today. I'm sorry I can't go all the way with you, and you..."

"Yes?"

As Min-hoo flinched, hyung smiled, raising one corner of his mouth and showing his teeth.

"Make sure to stop by a pharmacy and buy hangover medicine."

"...Of course."

"Come to think of it, you and Mu-heon... Don't you dare make excuses and take him to your place. If you do..."

Min-hoo gulped at the killing intent in those words and tightened his arms supporting Kapros on his back.

"...Use your imagination."

"Hyung-nim! I have two scary noonas at home!"

Hyung laughed and slapped Min-hoo's shoulder as he straightened up and shouted energetically. Min-hoo was also smiling, already knowing it was a joke.

"Get home safely."

"I'll see you next time."

Kapros seemed to have said some kind of goodbye too, but this time his mind was really becoming mushy. Belatedly, Min-hoo exclaimed in surprise, "Home address! Home address!" but Kapros couldn't remember if he had answered or not.

A while later, his pleasantly swaying body suddenly stopped. As he was wondering about this with his eyes closed, a gentle voice came from above his head.

"...Mu-heon. Is this the right place? 103."

Kapros knew the owner of this voice. This guy always had such a voice, but now it sounded more careful than usual.

As Kapros nodded, he heard a whisper saying, "Wait a moment... I've entered the password... Now it's fingerprint recognition, so lift your hand." His right hand was lifted, and his thumb was pressed firmly against something cold. After a computer voice said 'Recognized,' there was a beep and a click as the door opened. His well-wrapped body was hoisted up once, and he felt the movement of entering the house, immediately followed by the familiar smell of his home.

'After all, my home is the most comfortable...'

As Kapros relaxed his body, exhaling deeply with a sense of relief, the arms carrying him, in contrast, stiffened as if tense, taking off the shoes and entering the house.

A moment later, his body was gently laid down on something soft.

"Haa..."

"I never expected to end up here..."

As Kapros stretched out his body that had been curled up in comfort, he felt the hand that had put him down briefly brush across his forehead. Unlike the warm voice, the hand was a bit cold.

He thought this guy would have warm hands too... How unexpected. As Kapros thought this, he briefly wondered, 'This guy?' but soon emptied his mind with a drowsy feeling that nothing seemed to matter. A moment later, he felt the side of the bed sink with a soft thud, and a low whisper was heard.

"Mu-heon."

"..."

"I had no choice but to come in here. You understand, right? I couldn't see anything in the other rooms because it was dark, so I absolutely didn't invade your privacy. Really, I didn't. I put hangover medicine on the dining table, so make sure to take it when you wake up, and let's meet again tomorrow as Kran and Kap."

As Kapros frowned, thinking his ear felt ticklish, he felt fingers touch his hot cheek.

"Next time, don't drink too much, and have sweet dreams."

After that, fingers that seemed very hesitant were removed, and a moment later, something slowly touched his face and then pulled away with a slightly damp friction. Before Kapros could recognize what it was, he was truly pulled into a comfortable sleep this time.

***

Standing in front of the tightly closed door, the man briefly adjusted his clothes and glasses before raising one hand to knock.

Knock knock knock.

"It's Jin Seo-hwan."

Even though there was no response after waiting for a moment, the man, Jin Seo-hwan, opened the door as if he was used to it.

The first thing he saw upon entering was the back of a man sitting at the president's desk. A nameplate reading "Jin Jeon-seong" gleamed on the wooden desk, reflecting the light.

"What is it?"

Even though the voice asked without turning around, Jin Seo-hwan spoke expressionlessly, not even blinking.

"It seems Saturn has caught on now. We thought they were preoccupied with internal conflicts, but it seems that's not all. It looks like we'll have to move with even tighter security than before."

"That was expected from the beginning. And?"

At those words, Jin Seo-hwan, who had been looking cold, briefly furrowed his brow and narrowed his eyes behind his glasses.

"...Je-hwan, that kid... He's a bit unsettling, Father."

"Tell me more."

The man, who knew his eldest son well, who always called him 'President' for official matters, showed interest for the first time and slowly turned his chair around.

The man's face, backlit, exuded an incomparable spirit, perhaps due to his strong-willed gaze despite his age. Jin Seo-hwan looked straight at him and answered.

"I'm not sure yet, but it's certain that he's hiding something. The exact details..."

After finishing his report, Jin Seo-hwan went down to his office on the lower floor. As soon as he opened the door, he stopped in his tracks upon seeing a tall man standing in front of his desk.

"You're here."

As Jin Seo-hwan sat in his chair, passing by the visitor, the man who had maintained a cold expression spoke.

"Why did you call me?"

"Sit down."

"I'll be leaving soon."

"I said sit down, Jin Je-hwan."

The two men's faces were surprisingly similar. Not just their faces, but even their cold expressions were as if stamped from the same mold. He was Jin Je-hwan, Jin Seo-hwan's younger brother.

As Jin Seo-hwan sat calmly, unperturbed by the glaring gaze, Jin Je-hwan sat down after a moment, furrowing his brow. Even though it was just the movement of sitting down, there was a sense of threat as if a beast was lurking, but Jin Seo-hwan paid no attention to it.

"I called you because it's been a while since I received a report face to face. Since you started 'that game,' your reports have been getting slower by the day, so I had no choice."