Chapter 35

Chapter 35

Jin Myeong Gak’s Temporary Closure

Dawn neighborhood back mountain.

Jin Myeong who had been sitting cross-legged on the wide rock slowly opened his eyes.

“Huu···.”

Turbid energy was long sprayed out between his lips.

Thanks to the training continuing every day the body was hardening differently every day.

Even in the empty dantian now quite internal energy had settled and was flowing smoothly along the meridians.

Jin Myeong led the lightened body and began descending the mountain with leisurely steps.

In his hand descending a large vinyl bag was held.

Jin Myeong’s gaze scanned every corner of the hiking trail.

Basurak.

He picked up one transparent plastic cup rolling carelessly in the bushes.

It was a container that held the bitter water this world’s people call coffee.

Moreover inside the plastic cup dirty water, even cigarette butts were full.

Jin Myeong furrowed his eyes and clicked his tongue.

‘Tsk. The sincerity of even crawling into such bushes to throw away what on earth...’

An act he absolutely couldn’t understand.

Whether because it’s a world overflowing with materials, trash also overflowed in this world.

Recently as Jin Myeong Gak gained fame the people looking for the neighborhood increased sharply, and accordingly uninvited guests going up and down this back mountain also seemed to have increased.

Jin Myeong only went up and down the mountain at early dawn so there was no chance of directly facing them.

But after the day brightened the traces they left were messing up every corner of the mountain foot like this.

“...”

Not only transparent plastic cups.

From snack bags to paper scraps of unknown identity.

Some even large trash to the extent wondering how they brought it is often seen.

Jin Myeong picked up the trash that caught his eyes throughout descending the mountain.

Regarding it as an extension of training to train the body was enough.

Along with mental training.

At some point when he had descended the mountain holding the bag that had become heavy with trash.

Seuk seuk, ssak ssak.

The appearance of Bong-gu diligently sweeping the alley in front of the restaurant holding a large broom from early dawn was visible.

The fellow’s morning cleaning had been continuing without missing a day from the day he started helping the restaurant work.

Recently because of the flocking crowd every night every corner of the alley suffered from cigarette butts and trash, but thanks to Bong-gu coming out like this every dawn and sweeping the floor the alley around Jin Myeong Gak was in a clean state without a single trash.

“...?”

Bong-gu who felt a presence turned his head, discovered Jin Myeong and was startled, tucked the broom under his armpit and greeted loudly.

“Back from exercise!”

Bong-gu who approached Jin Myeong received the trash bag in Jin Myeong’s hand with a very familiar motion.

Jin Myeong picking up trash on the mountain and coming down had now become like a daily routine.

Bong-gu’s brow who confirmed the bag full of transparent coffee plastic cups and all kinds of odds and ends crumpled sharply.

“No, what on earth is in the brains of concept-less humans who throw trash on the mountain and go? They should take care of their own trash themselves, whether breaking the wrist sharply to come to senses, really!”

Bong-gu burst his anger then soon respect floated on his expression.

“If not our hyung this neighborhood back mountain would have already become a trash site. Doing such dirty work silently in an invisible place every dawn. Learning today too.”

Bong-gu tightly hugged the heavy trash bag unable to control the surging emotion.

“...That’s dirty.”

“Ah, hahaha!”

Then Jin Myeong’s gaze naturally headed toward the wide empty lot across the street.

“······.”

Overnight the broadcast set had quite taken form.

Bong-gu who was looking toward the empty lot with Jin Myeong sharply frowned and roughly clicked his tongue.

“Tsk! That vicious human Seo Tae-jin or whatever. Really making people tired.”

“······.”

“Last time ignored after clinging to our hyung to come out on his broadcast so getting angry and retaliating with that petty act.”

Bong-gu tightly put strength in the hand holding the broom and panted.

“Not even boasting he has a lot of money to the whole neighborhood. Really annoying to the point of going crazy, hyung!”

“...”

Unlike Bong-gu heating up, Jin Myeong only scanned the noisy set with languid eyes.

An indifferent face with no emotional agitation to be found.

Jin Myeong soon withdrew his gaze and opened the restaurant door spitting out one word.

“Let’s eat.”

“······!”

Bong-gu’s two eyes who had been panting excitedly widened round for a moment.

“Not coming in?”

“Heok! Go, going! Hyung!!”

Bong-gu made a bright smile as if owning the whole world and followed behind Jin Myeong into the restaurant.

These few days, for Bong-gu who comes to work early dawn and cleans around the shop Jin Myeong simply made cooking before morning business preparation.

Of course the cooking Jin Myeong makes is very special.

Because of that for Bong-gu that time was the happiest moment of the day.

A moment later.

The parents and Jin Myeong, and Bong-gu who just finished the morning meal four people sat around the hall table.

Before entering full-scale business preparation, the father made a heavy expression unlike usual.

“Since everyone gathered there’s talk.”

At the father’s serious expression Bong-gu corrected his posture tightly tense, and Jin Myeong also looked at the father with chin propped.

“Our Jin Myeong Gak··· from today shall we close the door for a few days and rest.”

“Yes? Suddenly?”

Bong-gu asked back in surprise.

The father exchanged gaze once with the mother sitting beside and continued speaking calmly.

“Anyway our Jin-myeong suffered a lot guarding the front of the pot without resting even one day until now. Thanks to that the bank loan was all paid off, and leeway to catch breath also arose. So I discussed with the wife until late, and decided it would be good for our whole family to rest fully for a few days.”

“Ah...”

Bong-gu nodded.

Certainly the labor intensity of Jin Myeong Gak recently was murderous.

Even so Jin Myeong who made at a fast speed without resting consistently from business start to end.

To the extent wondering if human seeing from the side.

“And Bong-gu young man.”

“Yes, boss!”

“Today’s part-time pay I’ll give as is. And rest fully for three days from today.”

“Ah, no! I’m really fine!”

“No. During the rest I’ll give half the part-time pay so don’t refuse.”

“Yes?! Ah, no! Absolutely no need to do that! Anyway sorry for taking care too much usually, receiving money without even working, can’t be like that.”

Bong-gu freaked out and vigorously shook both hands.

But the father’s stubbornness was also considerable.

“Hehe, this person. Because you’ve done all the dirty work well until now. Thanks to that how reliable we couple were. So don’t say extra words and do so.”

“Th, but...”

“Yeah, Bong-gu young man.”

Even the mother added.

“...Thank you, boss.”

Bong-gu looked at the parents with moved eyes not knowing what to do.

While that warm conversation was going.

“······.”

Jin Myeong was silently alternately examining the parents’ faces.

The father’s words that he decided rest for the tired son would be sincere.

But what’s in another mind is probably fear.

Since it’s slightly visible even in the expression.

For the parents who lived as ordinary citizens all their lives, those people’s existence would be an existence hard to handle.

In fact even when chasing out the broadcasting station people, even when Seo Tae-jin was chased out the expressions were worried.

Because of that whether the son gets hurt by any chance, whether the barely recovered peace gets smashed getting involved in unnecessary fight.

In the end it would be the conclusion reached after deliberation.

“...”

In fact, this kind of thing was something that commonly happens even in the martial world of his previous life.

Huge power possessing orthodox prestigious nobles or huge forces of the unorthodox, often exercised petty acts.

The method of erecting a branch right in the front yard of a small-medium sect and tightening the breath.

In that way drying the blood to make them submit themselves, snatching skilled talents or pulling out the pillar of the sect by the roots.

No different from the act Seo Tae-jin is committing against Jin Myeong Gak now.

“······.”

Jin Myeong lightly tapped the table top.

When a storm rages the weak’s survival method is to lie flat and wait for it to pass.

He had no intention of blaming the parents’ choice.

But, even so hiding is also something that cannot be.

“······.”

Jin Myeong’s eyes narrowed.

“Okay, then we also have to prepare to rest for a few days.”

At that time the father tried to erase the heavy expression and showed a forced smile.

To close business for a few days right away he had to tidy the remaining ingredients in the kitchen and warehouse so they don’t spoil.

The father said he’d organize the refrigerator with the mother and hurriedly entered inside the kitchen.

In that way Jin Myeong left alone in the empty restaurant hall.

He sat without moving in front of the table, staring at the banner of the empty lot across the window.

Meanwhile, although there was the boss’s request to rest fully for three days from today Bong-gu couldn’t bring himself to leave work.

So he came out holding a large mop thinking of cleaning the hall floor.

Then his gaze stayed on Jin Myeong who had been submerged in thoughts from earlier.

Bong-gu stood the large mop to one side and carefully approached.

“Hyung. What are you thinking so deeply from earlier?”

When Bong-gu asked, he glanced outside once with an indifferent gaze and opened his mouth.

“By any chance is there a kitchen-like thing outside where small cooking can be made?”

At Jin Myeong’s sudden question Bong-gu blinked his eyes.

“Street food like thing you mean? Small stall or food truck like thing?”

“Yeah.”

The moment he heard those words, one face flashed through Bong-gu’s mind.

“Ah! There is!”

Bong-gu clapped and continued speaking fussily.

“Among my younger brother fellows I know, there’s one fellow selling iron plate cup fried rice in the nearby academy district.”

Bong-gu who said up to there suddenly smacked his lips.

“In fact when I ate that fried rice hyung made at the PC room last time, that fellow’s thought came first. Nominally a fellow doing iron plate fried rice business the cooking skill is terrible so he complained flies only fly every day.”

A cart frying rice on an iron plate.

The corner of Jin Myeong’s mouth rolled up very finely.

A flat iron plate was a tool requiring another heat transfer and operation of qi.

“That iron plate, can it be used right away?”

Bong-gu who saw Jin Myeong’s intense eyes, only then immediately noticed what Jin Myeong was trying to do.

In an instant, Bong-gu’s heart began beating like crazy.

A real man dragging one street cart and having a head-on match against the broadcasting station!

Moreover...

‘Hyung’s that fried rice··· can eat again?!’

When the taste of that golden fried rice tasted at the PC room rose, it seemed like he would lose reason right away.

“Of course! I’ll prepare so it can be used right now!”

Bong-gu with a face reddened from excitement hurriedly took out the smartphone from his pants pocket.

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