Great Novelist

The day after he arrived in Germany, he took a simple walk. I spent time researching a library or museum nearby. I decided to visit the place the butterfly told me about first. She knew the geography around here. I had a rough idea of the future and sat at the hotel desk and scraped off a few characters.

“Duck, boy, gelato. ”

As always, I dozed off. I was a little worried that the sequel would come out okay.

“I'm hungry.”

I woke up for about two hours and thought first. I was stunned because of my lack of parallax adjustment. I got up for room service. When I ate, I thought about going out. I wanted to see the night view. I looked at the menu. It was that moment.

A peaceful afternoon was suddenly engulfed in noise. The doorbell rings. The phone vibrates. Someone knocks on the door. I checked the closest phone to find out what was happening. I confirmed the sender's name and stopped. I'm wide awake. I wonder if he's here. I got up.

“Slow.”

I knew it. When I opened the door, there was Kelly Coin. I was holding a fist with my phone. He washed his clothes dry. His appearance was quite pleasant, but so sudden.

“I thought there was a fire. ”

It was a real riot.

“Are you awake? ”

“Yes, please contact me. ”

“I did.”

He checked his phone. There were some texts from the butterfly and a few calls. There was also a missed call for coins. Only one. Just got off the phone. He replied with a reply to the butterfly.

“You called as soon as you could. ”

After a long time, he was still in a hurry. He took the coffee out of the fridge. His posture of sitting on the couch and looking inside the hotel was very arrogant.

“What brings you here? Suddenly.”

“I came to Frankfurt first. ”

“That's not what I'm asking. ”

“I was going to eat with you because you're here. ”

I stared at him and asked.

“Are you bored?”

He didn't deny it.

“There's nothing here either. It's as boring as America. ”

“You wouldn't say that in a book, would you? ”

I understood Isabella's feelings a little. He took out the water from outside and sat across from him drinking.

“You want to go onstage? Was the conversation with the author a theme? ”

“Yes. Annoyingly. ”

His face crumpled. It is a huge event attended by more than a hundred countries each year. This year, more than 8,000 companies attended, and the local newspaper at the book fair featured stories of the annual events. Coins participated in events that took place there. I was not intentionally contacted because I thought I would be busy, but I showed up like this.

“Shouldn't you be preparing for the stage? ”

“I have time to come here. ”

He twists his chin and asks.

“And you?"

I knew what he was asking. I replied with a relaxed smile.

“Nothing.”

“Don't you have a feature story? ”

“Yes. I didn't schedule anything. ”

He kicks his tongue.

“I don't like it. ”

I envied myself openly without a formal schedule.

“You wanted to go ahead and promote yourself. Asian institutions are relatively unpopular. Why didn't you join us? You might be the reason we're having a golden age. ”

“What did I say? I didn't mean to come. ”

“It's not funny. Why are you here? ”

“I'm not here about the book. ”

Coin didn't deserve a strange reply, but instead, it sipped coffee.

“I don't want to go. ”

I said it with all my heart.

“Tell that to Isabella. ”

“I wouldn't be here if it made sense. ”

You shrug.

“But it's a pretty big deal, right? Seats reserved for coin writers. ”

“You can do it if you like. ”

“I'm hungry. You're buying me one, right? ”

I was actually hungry. The coin looks up at the menu on the table and says:

“What do you want to eat? ”

He thought for a moment and said.

“Sausage.”

“Is that Kelly Coin? ”

He cut the sausage while conscious of his surroundings. People in the cafeteria were realizing the existence of one or two coins. Even the deepest tables in the store were not a good place to hide themselves. The shop itself was not large, and the table was kept at constant intervals.

“I don't want to be distracted when I get out there with the coins. ”

The surrounding language was German. Coin doesn't speak German, but I was roughly aware of what they were talking about.

“By tomorrow, word will spread around the world that you ate a sausage. ”

“It doesn't matter. It's a big deal to come to Germany. ”

“What if someone comes to Germany to see your face? ”

He laughed in vain. Where is such a free man in the world?

“How big is Germany? ”

“If you knew you were in Frankfurt, wouldn't you think about connecting you to the book? unidimensionally.”

“How vast is the book? ”

The coin shrugs and looks around.

“Well, I won't talk to you during dinner. If they have any ideas. ”

It was kind of a warning. Well, if the opponent is Kelly Coin, there won't be anyone big enough to interrupt the meal.

“Oh, shit. I want a beer. ”

He slashes a large piece of Hassen and mutters. I don't know how many times I've heard it. It wasn't that I didn't understand his heart. In my travels, in fact, everyone around me was eating with a glass of beer. The country of beer.

“They sell them at the mall. It was huge.”

“So you want me to drink it? ”

He recalled the conversation he had with him. He once told me about his experiences.

“You know what you told me? You said you'd go back to hell if you enlisted. ”

“The damn past. Why do you get so drunk that you can't even enjoy yourself? It's my destiny to be humble forever in front of the booze. ”

"What can I do?"

“I hate the past. ”

He chews the meat with a fierce look.

“You're scaring the crap out of me. Well, you're actually cursing right now. ”

I avoided looking this way.

“You have to tell them to love themselves. You're not the only one who should give up on you. ”

“What brings you to the best answer? ”

“I could use a sip of alcohol," he added. ”

“· · · · · · · Haha. ”

I knew it was a late joke. He looked so serious that it made no difference whether he was joking or serious.

“If that's what you want, there's nothing I can't do. Love yourself properly. If I had, I wouldn't have had to drink myself to ruin it. ”

I swiped my hat for a moment. Horses had different meanings depending on who they came from. Famous coincidences and bad coincidences. Who is right to love themselves?

“You said the start of alcoholism is admitting that you're sick, right? ”

Coins were positive.

“I did. Most people deny he's an addict. And then he gets drunk all the time. Alcoholic brains don't even know what's going on. ”

“What's at the end? ”

“Is there anything else but death? ”

He stared at him and said.

“The act of turning away calls for death. ”

The coin tilts its head as if it had heard something new.

“Why don't you say something obvious? I know it's a two-year-old. The first thing you learn to survive is not to lie. I didn't do it for nothing. Are you sure you're gonna be okay if you pretend you're not? I'm just letting it go. I almost died. ”

I put a large slice of sausage in my mouth. The conversation is lost. He is momentarily lost in thought.

“There's a coincidence next to it. ”

As the silence settles, you hear the surrounding sound again. Coin swallows the beast instead of beer.

“Then why did you come to Germany? ”

He raised his head. He continued the disconnected conversation once. I thought I was passing by, but I guess I'm not. Eating meat was intimidating for no reason.

“What have you come for? ”

“I've received an offer. ”

“What an offer. ”

He looked around. I met some people in the eye. I pretended not to, but was watching this table. I've come to write a sequel to the language of God. It was no place to say that.

“I'm not talking about it here. ”

He grabs the bone and pulls the pen out of his pocket. I pushed the tissue and this way. I wouldn't normally listen to that. Incredible movement.

“Do I have to do this? You're eating.”

“I won't stand for questions. ”

He bites a piece of sausage into his mouth and holds a pen. The Language of God. Materials. During the conception, the coin that received it loosened its nose with tissue. It was a rumbling sound.

“What clean evidence. ”

“I'll flush you down the toilet. ”

“Thank you for your attention. ”

He did not say that Kelly Coin was included in the target. The coin reminds me of a few letters written on a tissue and mutters a small amount. Coincidence got into my writing. Preparing sequel.

“You would, wouldn't you? ”

“I hope so. ”

“That's interesting. ”

“I'm not sure yet. ”

“You're still going to use it. ”

“I don't know.”

“Write well and go to the awards ceremony yourself this time. ”

I laughed a little at that.

“That's a long story. I haven't written a word yet. ”

“Don't leave it to me again. The sooner the warning, the better. ”

Then he did. He couldn't have said something nice. I left the store after finishing my meal. The coin turns away from everyone's demands in one word. He took a picture with some people and left in a hurry to follow him. Frankfurt's streets are as eccentric as the day.

“There are a lot of people here at night. ”

He replied with a tone that he was not interested at all. He was accustomed to the lack of his last name.

“Oh, I saw a manual traffic light on the way here. It was amazing.”

“Everything is amazing. ”

“In this age of automation, anything is rare. There are times when the manual is efficient. ”

“Yes, it is. ”

He tried to ask where the hotel he was staying at. But before that, a big voice came over me. He turns his head. The two of them were distracted in the street. Seeing the face mentioned above, I think I'm drunk.

“There are drunks everywhere. ”

“Fight for free. ”

Emotions are extreme. Both of them didn't seem to want to retreat. I got people's attention. Those who pass by watch the fight without interfering. Coin stares at the two men grabbing to the collar and asks.

“What are they saying? ”

End of relationship in Germany (3)

lim Han-baek