Have a Meal Before You Go

The fall was ripe.

Tangerine sat crouched down on a street corner while walking the pavement.

I hold a leaf with my bony fingers.

He looked perfect. He had nowhere to eat, and the color was red to look good. A leaf with good water.

“Class of the day. ”

Tangerine nodded and rated. And perhaps Serra, the broken one, took out a comic book from her bag.

Tangerine has a hobby of collecting leaves nowadays. Tangerine's hobbies are really diverse and complex, and she doesn't know all about it.

However, it is strange that I know how to dry them between my brother's thick comic books where I learned them.

I wander around for a long time and gather leaves. They are usually distributed to close friends and precious people.

Tangerine walked into the market.

I gave one to the lady at the children's store and one to the man at the fish market. Every time I pass by, I give one Tteokbokki to the packing wagon lady for free.

One for the toy store guy.

One last time.

I stood in front of a vegetable shop. Tangerines hate vegetables, but the lady there likes them.

But?

I think the vegetable shop is closed today. Tangerine leaned for a long time and knocked on the door of a tightly closed vegetable shop.

“Oh, don't speck! ”

Beans! Beans!

But there is no one. Tangerine quickly became cloudy and sat down in front of him. Then I went through the comic book.

Of all the tangerines I'll collect, I'll give you a second pretty leaf. First of all, I can't because I'm going to give it to my dad.

Secondly, a tangerine that picked a pretty leaf, put it through the door of a vegetable shop.

And I quickly felt better, so I got up and ran away.

.

“Hot!”

“Two!”

“Three!”

“Four!”

“Hot, two, three, four! Hot, two, three, four! ”

North Gangnam. South end there, too.

The giant training center is also home to only graduates who have been appointed as a team member of the Guardian, even at Cyber School.

It's called Hell Camp.

Flowers who visited the infamous place trembled with intense training that sparked the battle.

Flower Sunny is now the guardian of the North River. On the other side of the playground, the team of the next guardians gathered and ran with a heavy-looking captain.

“Ugh…"

She lets out a groan.

“They're going to die. ”

"The best healers from the Association are there to make sure you never die. ”

Next to him, the principal replied with each captured voice.

“...... ”

“You need to be familiar with the practical senses in training. If you fall out of combat, you really die. You know that.”

“Yes......”

She looks dull for some reason. She was from here, too. The voice of the warden was still more terrifying than the devil.

Fortunately, she's been borrowed during rush hour, so it's over for this week.

She slowly turns to the training center. Her team, left and right, followed her.

“What about visiting hours? ”

In her question, the warden answered.

“Every Sunday from 9: 00am to 3: 00pm. Even you, Guardian, are no exceptions. ”

Today is Saturday.

The warden's eyes were strong, and truly like a tiger. She nods, startled.

“Oh, okay. Well…"

Suddenly, in her eyes, a boy stood at the forefront of the trainees and encouraged others.

“Who is that? ”

Big height, by the way. However, as if he had good leadership, it seemed that the trainees who were left behind by the boy's encouragement were forcibly aroused.

The warden smiled.

“This is Kim Ji-min. Classes are not very talented, but they have leadership skills. Adults, I'd say. ”

“Aha.”

Flower Soon looked at the boy for a long time.

“I am the leader's brother who needs one for the team. Oh, don't let it get to you. Your team has confirmed their loyalty. ”

“Chi.”

Flower out his mouth.

“I wasn't blind. ”

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The training center's hard work.

7: 00 a.m.

The morning jewelry began while wearing a combat suit. It was more like a drill, I'd say. You have to go 50 laps around the playground with your armor on.

“Come on, let's go back. ”

Kim Ji-min returned to his quarters and lowered his armor, shaking his sweaty battle clothes.

It's been a month since I entered the training camp.

Every day seems to be going too fast these days. If your body is tired, it's good that your thoughts are gone.

Is she gonna be okay?

I think about it often. He pulls out a small photograph from the inside of his suit.

“Who are you, Squad Leader? Are you a girl friend?”

Among the trainees, he plays the squad leader. He was a solid squad leader. I shake my head, smiling.

“No.”

And I put the picture back in my arms.

Sunday morning.

At least Sunday at the Training Hall is peaceful. No intensive training due to visiting time.

I take a clean shower and change into my regular clothes. When I lie in my bed in my shorts and shorts, I fall asleep quickly.

The inn is a ten-man room, with nine trainees taking the lead from Kim Ji-min.

If anyone comes to visit at this time, it's a festival. It's because there's nothing like falling in a training camp.

Close your eyes slightly.

* * *

Chulho pushes her wheelchair into the training center. It was a Sunday morning, and there were visitors everywhere. The red man rolls his eyes in anxiety.

Her arms were full of boxes. I made a lot of them with Chulho since dawn to give him a son.

“...... ”

She seems hesitant for a moment. In her mind, she seems to have resolved several times and then repeats that she is scattered.

And...

I whispered in Steelho's ear as if I had made up my mind.

- Hey, can you go outside for a second?

Chulho shrugs and pushes her wheelchair. Out of the training camp, she hesitates again, and pushes out a lunch box.

“Yi, this. Will you tell my son? ”

“You're not gonna give it to me? ”

“...... Just. ”

Chulho stared at her. She didn't seem very confident somehow.

She smiled as if she didn't want to. My eyes were filled with wrinkles.

“You might be ashamed of me if I go. ”

Suddenly I saw her wheelchair.

It's very old.

Chulho looks at her quietly, nodding.

I understood what you meant.

Maybe she was too busy not participating in her son's athletics or festival.

The world is cruel to those without it. The way they look at each other, or one word. She knew it would strike her son as a monster.

Maybe this is the best thing she can do for her son.

I'm not sad. I'm not jealous.

“Rather, you'll be pleased. ”

She shakes her head.

“No, I think this is better. ”

Chulho nods quietly.

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“Visiting?”

“Yes."

Steel ho?

It was the first name I ever heard. Kim Ji-min slowly walked to the visiting hall.

There were already a lot of people in the visiting room. Everyone's family gathers to share Oson Dawson's food. Passing by them, Kim Ji-min went around on his left and right.

“Oh, here. ”

The first guy I saw was young. Early 20s? Middle-class? He may not be very good at math, but he's a very handsome man.

“Oh, hi. ”

“How are you? ”

Cheolho punched him with a smile.

“Take this. ”

“Yes?”

Kim Ji-min tilted her head and sat across from Cheolho. The sun-soaked bronze skin is an impressive young man.

“It's a lunchbox, sent by my mother. ”

“Oh, is that your mother? ”

Cheolho nods, smiling and smiling. Kim Ji-min opened the lunchbox, a large, five-story lunchbox.

It was full of stir-fried meat.

The next column is full of weeds, and then full of firefish. There are ribs, kimchi, donut gas and hot soup rice.

“...... ”

He looks at Cheolho, and he nods again.

“Uh, my mother. All of this?”

“Yes.”

“Must have been hard......”

Kim Ji-min muttered.

And I slowly started eating.

I knew as soon as I took a bite. It was my mother's taste, which I always ate. Kim Ji-min looked at Cheolho clean. He was deliberately looking elsewhere, as if to ignore it.

The flavor is familiar.

Kim Ji-min started eating the Eater's Lunch Box. I chewed with my mouth full, but somehow I didn't get over it.

There was a ton of meat in the side dish. I don't have enough vegetables to make me feel bad.

I think I know why that meal is so delicious.

Kim Ji-min stared down at it.

“That's a lot of meat. ”

“You like meat. ”

He nods.

“...... Yes. ”

Then I started eating again. No money, no greens, no fire. His mouth burst open and he was remembering the house.

Ever since I was a child, my mother used to wake up early in the morning.

He led an uncomfortable body through the marketplace and lived desperately.

There were many who felt sad about it. Somehow I felt I had to work harder.

There were many days when meat wanted to eat, but I couldn't talk. I hate that my mother stayed in the kitchen by reducing her sleep to pack meat dishes.

Swallow after drinking the water.

“When I get out of here, ”

Suddenly he said.

Cheolho nods.

“They can get a lot of salary. ”

If you are a member of the Guardian's team, you will be well paid.

“Nowadays, they have a lot of good wheelchairs. So, I'm going to buy you a wheelchair that moves to the stable. ”

Cheolho smiled.

“Good idea. ”

He only eats elongated cuisine with his head down. By the time I emptied everything neatly to the last barrel, he asked.

“...... are you around? ”

Chulho nods without a word.

“When I was a kid, he was always around. You were watching the entrance ceremony, the sports day, beyond the walls of the school. On academic day, you were looking out the window. ”

He takes in the elongated water. It's not just because I'm thirsty.

It looked just like Mother.

“I've seen it all. Maybe you were afraid I'd be embarrassed. I was okay, because sometimes bad guys, when they teased my mom, beat her without hesitation. Very well.”

His eyes are red.

“I hit him, I hit him, I hit him. No one can do that to my mother. ”

However, he never cried. She grew up strong and strong.

“She's the greatest mom in the world. That's my pride. ”

He hesitates and asks.

“Where are you? ”

He points to the entrance of the training center, without saying a word.

“Thank you.”

Kim Ji-min bowed his head to Cheolho and ran out of the hall.

- Mom!

The voice echoes through the training camp. Cheolho straightened out his lunchbox. And I looked out the window.

I saw Kim Ji-min bring his mother's wheelchair into the training center.

- Squad Leader, your mother's here!

You see a group of people coming from that side of the fence. One by one, one by one.

Chulho watched quietly as it looked good.

Can Chulho go back to that age sometimes? I try to think.

At that time, I could be a little more friendly to my parents who I didn't know were precious.

A person always knows that what is precious is precious after it is gone. So is Chulho, and maybe all his age friends.

That fellow, realizing its importance, was quite envious this afternoon.

End of Meat Lunch Box

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