Have a Meal Before You Go

Echo woke up like dawn today.

I think I've read ten more of the amazing rare items I got a few days ago. Of course, the contents of the 'King of Darkness’ are the same, and painting and painting are exactly the same, but other rare items with different covers provoked my appetite.

Why was it there?

Perhaps, it's the work of a gathering fairy. I smelled it, and it smelled like dragons. I asked Khan, he found it. What the hell is this? I heard you even touched it.

That is.

Someone did me a favor.

Maybe it's a gearwalk. I'm desperate to find him, so maybe he's using the box on purpose.

Anyway, the important thing is now.

Not today, not tomorrow. One of my favorite writers, "Weekly Ciphers," performs a solo fan club. Echo had already bought his marquee, and was going to go to the line from dawn today and get his signature first thing tomorrow.

Ah, if I get my first autograph, I will also give you a full-colour excerpt. That was my intention.

It's gonna be a very important collection!

Echo went across the Seodaemun Market, singing a nostril in excitement. and stood at the entrance of the publisher's building. By this time, it's time for friends who always come.

It's different.

“Ah, Boradook! You're here!”

A group of three men arrive whirring. Echo grunts and nods.

“Yes, my body is first today. ”

“You're diligent. If we're going to fancy it, we need to fancy it, too. ”

Three men, I've heard of them, but I forgot. Just because they were three brothers, we introduced each other that the solar eclipse was a triple diet.

They were triplets, which I naturally learned from frequent fan signatures. Echo proudly presented his monologue.

“Look at this. I got my autograph, I got my body back, I got a full-colour parable. ”

“Wow, I envy you. Boradol's been working really hard lately. ”

Talk to the three brothers about Doran and time flies. Overall, they had manian tastes such as comic books, novels, dramas, and they were perfect for Echo.

If you bloom in novel stories, old stories, writer stories, and character stories for a long time, it will be around lunch.

“Hmm.”

But somehow it's strange.

Usually by this time, the publisher will make a line to stand in advance and share water or a lunch box. It's awfully quiet.

Bloop-!

Back then.

The gate of the publisher on the other side opened and a young man in a 2: 8 garma jumped out.

Echo was also a man I knew well. I often go to things like the fan club, and I often see him. I was a proxy for the PR team. The three brothers called him Gossip Girl, and that's what Echo called him.

“Gossip! Why is it so quiet today? ”

I scratched his head as if he was embarrassed by Echo's question.

“Sorry about this, folks. Due to problems with the writer's identity...... tomorrow's signing has been postponed. ”

“What!”

“Are you serious?"

“No! ”

The three brothers were frustrated with each other's screams.

Kugu!

Echo also sat down because of news like the Blue Ceiling power.

“Wha, wha, what's the matter! ”

He said, "Well, I can understand that if you look at newspapers and TV. Sorry about this, guys! We're an emergency, too!”

Gossip said he was sorry for the intrusion, then went back to the publisher of Burinake.

* * *

When Echo returns to his dead face, Chulho opens his mouth.

“Echo.”

“....... ”

Echo looks unhappy because of the dead grass.

“...... Echo? ”

“Yes.”

Then Cheolho asked.

“Did you do that job yesterday? ”

“What do you mean? ”

“The stalker. ”

“...... I stopped doing that. ”

Zholho nods at Echo's statement.

“I thought so. ”

“Why?”

Chulho showed me the newspaper instead of answering.

Today's morning newspaper.

[Monster Stalker, Crime is getting worse every day......]

[Recently, the popular writer of Ciphers Weekly, Ishio, reported a monstrosity stalker in his house...]

[Meanwhile, Mr. Ishio suffered a large amount of money loss, such as a safe deposit box and limited edition books...]

[... so the Society came to the front and began searching for the monstrous stalker...]

[... so the Ishio Fan Signing Society booked today is on hold indefinitely...]

“...... ”

That's what this is about.

Echo glances at the newspaper and looks at the helm. Her eyes were burning with eagle.

“Dare.”

“.......? ”

“How dare you mess up my body's plans? ”

Cheolho was surprised when he felt Echo's life blossoming in clumps.

“Don't do that. ”

Hiic!

Apparently, Tangerine, who felt alive after going to the bathroom, began hiccupping. Then I turned around and ran to my father.

“Pa! Pa! Danger! ”

“It's okay, it's okay. ”

Echo blinked his eyes, took life, and smashed the mandarin's cheeks. And Eagle Eagle reached out with burning eyes.

“Give me that. ”

Cheolho gave up the Detect Kid without saying a word.

“Dare, dare, dare, this body was today's work! ”

Echo was indignant. I left the restaurant in that state.

“Echo!”

Chulho added.

“Don't kill me! Make it legal! ”

Echo turns his head to recite it to Chulho.

“There are no crimes in this city. ”

“....... ”

“Not as long as I have this body. ”

And Pod! Seeing Echo's disappearing vision, Chulho sighs like a fool.

.

Wh-

The shadow moves. It's Boyca's shadow. A shadow rushes through the city and stops in front of a house.

- Here?

- Here you go.

- Get in there.

- Yep!

Wh-

The shadow seeps into the house. Inside, it was devastation itself. It was clear that someone had been there.

Inside the house, the Awakenings dispatched from the Association were searching everywhere. Echo glances both sides with sharp eyes.

I look familiar.

It was a shadow cat.

Zek-

The shadow moves to her shadow.

- Hey.

She looks down in horror. Then, looking left and right, he replied carefully.

“What's going on? ”

- Who's the shooter?

“I think he's from a former Awakening Party. ”

Nowadays, there are more criminals from Awakenings.

Maybe it's because there are more Awakenings who have lost their jobs after the war. There was still a lot of work to be done in society, but people who were used to fighting were also exposed to the current environment.

- Copy that.

The shadows hiss and turn to the vault on the other side of the room. Echo sniffs the scent in the vault. He smells gunpowder.

Gunpowder.

I smell gunpowder all over the room. It's not just gunpowder, it's magic.

- Let's go.

- Old school!

Boyca quickly replies, escorting Echo out of the house.

Zek-

“Echo. Why is this happening all of a sudden......? ”

“There is such a thing. ”

Echo says that one last time, Pod! He disappeared.

* * *

Seodaemun alleyway.

Eco's theory was that criminals generally like a dirty place. In the meantime, I feel like I'm a criminal, taking down countless criminals! It was like advertising.

If it were you, you would be interfering with people. If they are buried among countless people, it will take time to find them even if they try to find them.

Of course, it won't work on smelling echoes.

The door of the lush tree was moldy. Echo turns inside out, pulls out a black mask and turns it upside down.

Boom!

And kicked down the door of the tree. Inside, there were men with nasty impressions. Echo reaches both hands to the left and to the right, and creates a magic bullet.

Ji-eying!

The sixth class, Magic Grenades, started flying everywhere.

Papa Papa Papa Pot!

For a moment, the men everywhere fell.

It was like a group of powerless scarecrows. Wouldn't have died together, would have been knocked unconscious on the spot.

Echo turns to his left and to his left. Knng, knng. Smell it. The smell of gunpowder is intense here.

Inside a straight bar table. Echo jumps up, lands on the other side and heads down! I put it in.

“Ahhhhhh! Nu, nu, who are you?! Who the hell are you? ”

There, a man crouches and screams.

Echo in a black mask squirts a fierce glare through the holes in his two pierced eyes, grabbing his collar and lifting him up.

“Are you him? ”

“Well, well, well! ”

“Is that Ishio's turn-on guy? ”

Knng, knng.

Smells like gunpowder all over my body. He urgently collects his magical power in both hands and claps.

Boom!

An explosion occurred in one applause. It smelled like dark gunpowder. Echo did not avoid it, but was beaten as is.

The black mask was partially torn, and Echo's bright eyes became clear.

“When I say it, I try to live. ”

“Well, well! ”

“Those turn things, where did you put them? ”

“I don't know!”

“I see. There's a deep confession course, a sky confession course..... but I'll give you a chance to experience them both. ”

Echo nods and pots with a man! and disappeared.

After you've tasted both hell courses twice.

Pot!

Echo returns. The man in the lap wets and trembles with horror.

“Son of a bitch. I should have told you. ”

Echo puts him down and opens a secret door set behind the bar table. Inside, there were items that clearly appeared to have been stolen from the home of the writer Ishio.

Limited edition comic books, first edition test printouts for writers only, and illustrations that were scheduled to be released in limited edition. There was cash, and cobblestones and gold ingots.

“....... ”

Echo stops, then stands still.

.

Ishio is a popular writer who plays "Mr. Breaker" in the weekly Ciphers.

He couldn't sleep today. Fear was ahead of them because it was the first time they had been robbed of the vault.

Back then.

Pot!

A sound echoes through his room, and two young men appear. One is wearing a black mask and the other is unconscious.

“Oops!”

Ishio stood up in a panic and seizure.

“Nu, who are you? ”

“This body, um... well... well, there is that. Is this the thief from yesterday? ”

Ishio looked at another man who had fainted, in his hands. I didn't see his face, but it smelled similar to his body type.

“I don't know, I don't know! ”

“This body grabbed it, and it looks like this one. Well, then I'll give you back what was stolen. ”

The masked man lowers the large bag in one hand. Clicking and opening the bag, the stolen cash and cobblestone gold ingots were found in it according to the correct figures.

“Huh, huh? ”

But there are no comic books and limited edition items.

Ishio looks embarrassed, and the masked man reaches out another bag.

There were the rest of the goods intact.

“Uh...... No, that's right. ”

“Then let's make a deal with this body. ”

“Yes?”

A masked man pulls a wad of cash out of his chest.

“My body will buy all this stuff. ”

What he pointed to was the bag containing a limited edition comic book.

“Yes?”

Ishio looks back, frightened.

“Why, don't you have enough money? ”

“No. There's too much money...... You want to buy this? ”

“Yes."

Ishio clears his head and shakes his head.

“Uh...... That's not allowed. Here's what the fan sign will give you. Lost, prepared for fans since last year....... I'm really sorry, I'd rather give you money. ”

- The truth.

“Are fans so important to you? ”

“Well, well, well. After life and family. ”

- The truth.

“…… I see. ”

The masked man was very disappointed. Taking a deep sigh, he asked again.

“I heard that if you do fan signatures, you'll get a full-colour edition only. Is that real grass color? Table of contents to the end?”

“Well, yes. Huh? How did you --”

“No! No! Report to the Association right now! ”

The masked man shrieks and leaves the man in one hand, disappearing.

“Uh.......”

Ishio had to suffer for a long time to understand the situation.

* * *

[Creepy stalker, confession.]

A few days later, Chulho was smiling at the newspaper with a special report.

It was a sunny morning. The sun rises early in the morning.That's why summers are always fun.

.

“Come on, come on, line up! Just stay on this line! ”

The fan sign literally blew up. Ishio, the writer who overcame the mental shock, reopened the fan club. Echo was the first to stand for two days.

And so began the long-awaited autograph.

Echo pulls out the handwriting he had in his arms and puts it in front of the writer.

“Oh, hello. ”

“Hmm!"

“Hey, what's your name? ”

“The body's name is Echo. ”

Echo mutters for two days, rubbing his tired eyes.

Hmph!

Ishio looks at Echo in surprise. It was because it sounded like a voice I had heard somewhere. And the accent, I think I've seen it somewhere...

“Echo.”

Echo adds.

“He's speaking, he's watching, he's cool, he's imitating. ”

And he showed me another book, "The King of Darkness," which he urgently took out of his arms. Ishio nods, thinking, "That's what Lohan said, the protagonist of the Dark King."

Echo, of course, disconnected from the signing ceremony.

I also received a limited edition, full-coloured copy of the photo shoot as I wished.

< Cool, imitating. > End

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