Have a Meal Before You Go

The morning was bright.

Kick, kick, kick...

With the sound of the bicycle, the post office enters the alleyway. It was still dawn, but it was time to work.

In front of the diner in the alleyway, there was a child today. The mailman gets off his bike and crouches in front of the boy.

“Hello?"

“Aren't you a bird? ”

It was a tangerine.

Tangerine greeted the postman, hesitated and gave out the letter in her hand.

“This high. ”

“...... ”

“Send me a baby. ”

“...... Okay, got it. ”

“Oh my gosh! ”

Tangerine bowed again and gave two chocolates to the mailman. The mailman stroked the head of the tangerine.

After the tangerine entered, the mailman looked down at the letter.

[A wooden man's dog.]

[Azo, please let me go. Arat, right?]

“...... ”

The outer surface of the letter said so. Letter with no address, no name.

“...... That's right. ”

The mailman is close to Tangerine. Tangerine used to give hot chocolate and hot chocolate to the mailman who would deliver the mail early in the morning. The little guy was a big deal.

However.

“...... Phew. ”

I have no one to deliver this letter to.

The mailman opened his bag and put it in a pocket dedicated to the letter of Tangerine.

The restaurant, which was always warm, was cold.

In front of the door, there was a piece of paper.

[You are free today.]

Every day, when I saw the restaurant resting today, my heart ate up.

The war is over.

It's been a month since the seemingly eternal war ended. The world collapsed a lot, a lot of people died. Those who survived had to rejoice and grieve.

All that remains of war is those feelings.

Reconstruction was quick. The dragons' magic and the council's efforts paid off.

But...

Those who left never came back.

The mailman slowly walked out of the alley, stealing his nose. Then, he got on his bike.

Kirik-kirik-

Bikes move and explore the city.

Construction where the buildings that had been demolished were restored, is now quite common. The world was slowly returning to its original state.

[Paa-]

Suddenly, there was solemn music playing on the other side of the speaker. Soon, I heard a voice.

[Remembrance of Sun-nook Line.]

With a godly voice, the mailman gets off his bike. Then, I bowed my head and became silent. Once in the morning, there was a memorial service for war victims.

In the Sanctuary at the Seodaemun Gate, countless names were engraved under the enormous monument.

The world.

We move slowly.

Bury those who cannot return to their hearts, and look to a new future.

Kirik Kirik-

The postman got back on his bike. And today, he worked hard to fulfill his purpose.

.

“Here comes the morning. Get up.”

Echo got up early in the morning. Echo rubs his eyes and wakes the compartment, snorting around the Tangerine room. Tangerine seems to have already happened.

Echo went out to the diner and started preparing his breakfast. Today's morning, Tangerine's favorite meat sandwich.

I was just in the kitchen, and I heard the sound of tangerines coming from the alleyway.

- Hide yourself. I see the head car lock.

“...... ”

- You're all hiding!

Tangerines shout out loud, then look for them! I said, "Huddle.

Tangerine ran to the other side, and entered the alley where my father often went.

Search the market. Vegetable shops, fish shops, meat shops. The market was not as lively as it used to be, and many shops were closed.

There was no father anywhere.

Tangerine, who used to run around here and there, opened the door of the restaurant and went around.

The tangerines that ran to the chair my dad always sat on searched everywhere. And I looked everywhere my dad used to go. Latitude of the cupboard, bathroom, and dad's room.

Echo, who saw the tangerines running like that, bit his lip.

“...... ”

Tangerine ran up to Echo and asked.

“Ako! ”

“...... Yes. ”

Tangerine's head tilted.

“Why isn't Papa coming? You always come in the sun. ”

Echo hesitates and replies.

“That...... father...... will come tomorrow. ”

“Jing Zhong? ”

Tangerine asked with gleaming eyes.

Tomorrow, tomorrow was already a month.

Echo lies forcibly, scratching his head.

“But....... this body, I tried to contact him. And then, he's struggling to find a present for Tangerine. ”

“Is that right? ”

Tangerine quickly became greasy. Echo held a tangerine like that tightly in his arms.

“Do you want me to make you a little meat sandwich? ”

“Ouch……”

Tangerine was stunned. Echo slapped his cheek on the mandarin's cheek. It was moist and smooth.

“Daddy's gonna be here. I have a lot of work to do. Lots of them! He's very busy. Right?"

Echo looks over and greets him. He smiles bitterly as he sits on the threshold of the room.

“Sure. Cheolho is very busy. It's great.”

“Kyu-na Lee......”

Tangerine sank very depressingly.

“Come on, let's do a morning workout! ”

Echo raised his tangerine butt to its feet.

The three rooms of the restaurant stood next to each other in the breakfast gymnastics.

After a light gymnastics exercise, the three rooms sat at the table again.

Tangerine came into my room with a sad face, curled up with breakfast.

Khan sat at the table with Echo and took out a bottle from the morning.

“Is he really dead? ”

The compartment mutters as if it could not be trusted.

“...... ”

Echo sighed as well.

The video of the sky, which lit up the fight between Chulho and Brahma, was cut straight to the point for a moment. It's like a warp in space-time, and then it's gone.

Cheolho.

Did he win the battle against Brahma?

In the process, did I have to lay down my life?

Maybe he's wandering around in the warps of space-time.

From there, I think it's only a matter of time before I come back.

I had all sorts of thoughts.

“He can't be dead. ”

Echo said.

The Khan also nods.

“I see.”

“I know this body. Once upon a time, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't kill him. He never dies. ”

“Of course.”

Echo and Khan meet the Cup.

Khan quickly empties his glass and picks up his cell phone. The area of transmission is now extremely limited. However, I made a phone call to Cheolho's cell phone.

Tour -

[Power off, connecting to soundtrack.]

* * *

The world has forgotten its philosophy.

Eugene, chairman of the association, realized it.

The final battle from the sky. And a clear view of Iron Cor.

The world has forgotten him. At some point, I was completely forgotten. But he remembered. Not only that, the Awakenings at the head of the Society were all completely memorable.

Him.

I felt like I had done something.

Echo and Khan became the stars of the city. They received great attention as war heroes. Then, they said they hated it and stuck beans in the rice bowl.

He deliberately did not announce Chulho's performance statue anymore.

That's what Iron would have wanted. He will be able to live a truly ordinary life now. No, maybe a little special.

* * *

The mailman was busy exploring the city. The age was ruined, but one of the careers that could not rest was the mailman. He was able to sit by the park at sunset and eat a row of kimbap as he swept through the ruined Seodaemun construction area.

Ka-ha-ha-ha!

On the other side, the children were running around laughing bitterly. Seeing the seemingly innocent figure, I felt relieved.

As long as there are children, there is a future.

He opens his bag, checking the letters inside. By this time, the remaining letters were letters with no owner to receive. So, they're to be returned.

The thickest was the letter from the tangerine. There's already more than twenty piles.

“...... ”

The mailman who was touching the letter asked Gimbap a big question. He was chewing and drinking water without saying a word, at some point.

Aaaaah!

And the white light came out, didn't it? I thought. When the light went out.

On the other side of the park, there was someone standing.

There were three of them.

The postman looks at them with his eyes wide open. Suddenly, one of the faces looked familiar and stood up.

“Oi…… Ms. Grant? ”

.

Cheolho sat in his very familiar, cozy chair. When Brahma created the warp in space-time, it seemed like a month had passed by here.

Thank goodness.

It's only been a month.

Chulho enjoyed the warmth of the chair. Inside, Tangerine and Khan Echo have fallen asleep.

The White Brahma said it would allow Chulho to go back in time.

It is, technically, sent to a two-dimensional parallel world. It's the same world as this one, but with different times.

Chulho refused such things. The family now, only in the world now can we meet again.

So I came back.

“...... ”

What about this letter?

Cheolho slowly pulled out the letters he received from the postman.

[A wooden man's dog.]

[Azo, please let me go. Arat, right?]

There was a word written in the tangerine. Cheolho opened the letter.

The letter had a picture on it. A little boy was drawn, waving his hand at the distant sky.

[Do you want to come back?]

with a little letter.

“...... ”

In the next letter, there was a picture of my father who cooked hard.

[Are you busy, Mani? You sucked my dick.]

In the next letter, there was a child who went into a duvet and brought a wet towel to his head.

[Erik is sick today.]

In another letter, there was a father with a box full of gifts.

[Tyrie is a gift writer. Bird of prey.]

The letters continued for a long time.

It was finally my last letter.

The child sat down and painted a burst of tears.

[Take a look.]

Cheolho folded the letter. Then I got up from my seat.

Bloop-!

On the other side, the door of the room opened, so Tangerine shrugged her head and found her father.

“Hot!”

Tangerines are so frightened, they go backwards! I fell down, and as soon as I got up, I ran to my father.

“Papa!”

Chulho hugged the running tangerine.

“Pa! You're back! Why is this ash here? Marnie Barstow? ”

Tangerine asked like a quickie.

He said nothing, and smashed his face against Tangerine's cheek.

Then, I put my ear to his heart.

Soy-soy-soy-soy-soy-soy-

My biceps were running.

It was warm.

Vivid.

Alive.

...... I'm finally back.

< Alive. > End

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