I'm still alive

'Oh, that's rude!’

A woman sitting on the side of a former executive makes a strange protest with a chirping sound. Are you being rude? Are you filming a historical drama? The old man murmured dumbfounded, and Yong-pal and Kim Hye-jung began to notice me sighing. However, Kim Yun-sik and the rest of the district officials were timidly glaring, perhaps because of Detective Kang and Doo-sik standing behind me in a fierce manner.

I poked the old man in the waist who was coughing and making relentless provocations. Then the old man started to smoke and soon fell down to his seat as if his back was hurting, and began to make a "Oh, oh, oh, oh," avoiding me glancing at him. Oh, he pretends to be old and sick only at times like this. I once again stabbed the mean old man in the back and began to look around.

The atmosphere was much strained in front of the bomb that the old man suddenly exploded. There was no sign of opening his mouth on the part of the former executive, and the new executive was very embarrassed, so everyone became dumb and just looked at my face. I coughed silently once to break this icy silence. Then the group leader, who was quietly looking at my face, whispered to me,

Dongyoon, thank you for your hard work. I can't thank you enough now.’

The head of the group always did not forget to thank him. It was a constant way of expressing gratitude, and it also meant that we would not accept our hard work for granted. He knew that he would repay our kindness with his own good, and that he would make many other gains and serve men. Like crocodiles and crocodiles, we looked at each other and smiled quietly. The group leader's smile contained a side effect of comfort and loneliness.

Now that Dong-yoon is here, let's get started.’

The head of the group stormed out of his seat, as if a crouching turtle were sticking out his neck. And I called the silver-rimmed glasses with a more serious face than before. Then the silver-rimmed glasses brought with them a thick pile of papers as if they had waited, and as time went by, the faces of the old cadres crumpled without mercy.

The documents were not only seen by the head of the group. The 10-page pile of papers was neatly arranged whether it was intended from the beginning, and was correctly allocated one batch per person. I was the first to accept the documents and began to examine the contents in detail.

There were photos of some people, like resumes, and beneath them, the personal information of the people in the photographs was briefly written. I read the document quietly. And I could see that all of these people were members of the combat squad who died in this incident.

I closed my eyes quietly, covering the papers. Because, the people in the picture were all smiling brightly, and I couldn't bear to face them. The old man looking at the document pinpointed exactly what this paper meant, and soon groans quietly on one side.

I'm going to visit the family myself. News of his death and......... and I would like to promise you that we will find the remains. I believe that all of you have gone to the Lord's side.’

The group leader quietly took off his glasses and prayed for them. The face was filled with genuine regret, and the eyes were filled with a mixture of guilt and sorry. This was one of the reasons why the head of the group did not raise his voice even though he was angry with Kim Yun-sik and the former executives. The least courtesy to the dead, that was what we needed first.

And the faces of the old executives who received the documents were as pale as a sheet. A misjudgment made by Kim Yun-sik killed a man, and was busy fighting executives while forgetting their sacrifices. By statistics right now I would come closer to facing the face of a dead man like this than numbers. It was like a scolding by the group leader to them, and an original sin weighing down guilt.

'It's because of him! He used us as bait.'

However, only one person, Kim Yun-sik, who has now reached the edge of the cliff, rose from his seat with a blush. He now threw a pile of papers at me to see if he had even lost his reason and left his fault to me. Our party rose from their seats in a violent reaction, and the group leader's expression was seriously. The sudden situation, strangely enough, passed the death that had been watched.

A pile of papers flutter, and the pile of papers overlap with the fluttering snow.

Death is too near. I always felt that way, and watched countless deaths. Like snow falling on the asphalt floor, humans fade away so fleetingly. It was like the ordeal this world had brought us, and perhaps even a horribly fatal reality. A dying human being, now easily visible death. But the weight never changed.

I looked up and stared at Kim Yun-sik, who threw a pile of papers at me. Inside, anger boils, and the steam of that anger cools cold when it meets the cold head. The steam that cooled so cold became a liquid and fell on my heart. Kim Yun-sik, how many deaths have you watched? Do you really know what death is?

There was no noble death in my memory, but they were never light to be insulted by dirty desires. I held my chair and shook my hand without realizing it. And my legs raised me by stomping hard on the floor.

A monster of dregs, garbage, and more than a monster. I couldn't open my mouth. Because, as soon as I opened my mouth, the concentration of anger that fell from the cold head seemed to come out of my mouth. I slowly opened my mouth, facing Kim Yun-sik's face distorted by desire and anger.

'Pussies like garbage.'

The raw reproach, or what popped out of my mouth, was more of a curse than a reproach. There was a lot to say, a lot to refute. But all those logic and arguments were such a waste of time in front of him. He and those bastards had to know. How dirty they are.

"What, what, what, what?.’

The woman who yelled at the old man earlier for being rude stammers as if she was dumbfounded. But she was never able to make eye contact with me even in the face of blatant abuse. I open my eyes with emotion. Look me in the eye, look these two eyes right up, but they didn't. Because I know that I am ashamed and wrong.

"Yoon-sik, is your life more expensive than 19?’

The old man gets up from his seat and approaches me. The old man's tongue was sharp enough to stab a man, and the horse became a dagger and flew through the air. Kim Yun-sik and former officials are busy avoiding our eyes to see if they can't answer. Why can't I talk? That's what you guys think. My life is more expensive than 19 people. Then the woman answered in excuse.

Im, it's a loss on the mission! We have to bear the least amount of losses that occurred during the war!'

Then from behind, one of the new executives, who was looking for a chance, gets up from his seat and yells at the woman.

That's not the problem right now! The commander's gone, run! Why do you keep blurring the point!'

The woman shouted without losing.

No, it's dangerous, so let's run! If the commander dies, what about the rest of the soldiers?’

an instant noisy conference room Both sides were busy shouting and arguing, and loud voices were coming and going from place to place. I closed my eyes on the spot. I wanted to close my ears right away, but I couldn't because of my fingers that were hard and wouldn't open. But at that moment the old man standing next to me wrapped his hand around my shoulder and quietly exhaled.

Tung!

And a flash of fast handwork. The Supreme Prosecutors' Office, which the old man had taken from me, flew precisely into the air and stuck in front of a desk where old officials were gathered. It was like an old man's warning to both sides, perhaps seen as an ignorant show of force. The hall was once again enveloped in silence, and the screaming woman turned pale and began to hiccup.

The old man was never a hasty man. And this behavior......... I'm sure it was for me. The sword taken from me, and the old man who flew it. It was like a silent defense to tell me what to say. I walked with the slogan as a breeze, and stood quietly in front of Kim Yun-sik. And from my mouth the steam, which was about to pop out, came out through my breath.

You were ready to die?’

Kim Yun-sik barely answers, shaking his pale face.

'What...?

'Was you prepared to die?'

Not a single person wanted a gray jungle. Just the one-sided endings changed humans, and like a set order, people threw them into a fierce current. Sometimes it flows together. Then they became wild birds and bumped into each other. There was not a single handful of struggle here that was not desperate. Everyone wanted to live, and everyone struggled to live.

Kim Yun-sik doesn't know that. Isolate oneself to the wall of Eden and burn the desire to maintain the status quo. Sometimes turning a blind eye to injustice, and trying to ignore the approaching variables. The sky covered with dirty hands, others are riding rough currents, but they are greedy to become a quiet lake alone.

This is an aversion to other species. And it's hatred for those who can't adapt and suffer damage. What is power, what is the hypocrite's position in this narrow place, that makes a man's life a loss that exists on paper? I didn't want to see this kid anymore. At last he replied:

'My, it's not my fault...….’

I reached out and caught the sword thrown on the desk by the old man. And with the other hand, he grabbed Kim Yun-sik's fat neck. The smell of dirty sweat, and the stench of greasy meat. And the smell of alcohol steamed with desire has been exuded from him. No, you had to regret it. I had to see hell with my eyes, and ask forgiveness from the people you stood by there.

The heart beats like crazy, and time flows slowly. As soon as I caught the Great Sword, I raised him up and pushed him to the wall. He couldn't even resist and was badly stuck in the wall, and looked at me with his eyes full of fear and fear. Screams erupted everywhere with consternation.

"Mr. Dong-

Dong-yoon!

The head of the group and the old man are startled by my sudden behavior and call me like a scream. But my actions had no intention of stopping, and the sword held in my hand passed through the air and headed for Kim Yun-sik's forehead. If the Supreme Prosecutors' Office shoots him like this, he'll die instantly. He began to scream with fear as if he knew it.

'Sa, save me!!!!!!!!!!!'

An arrogant figure bows his head before death. It is not until a crisis comes to him that he will die, that he will feel the heavy weight. My blade changed its course and headed for the wall. Soon after, it was stuck next to Kim Yun-sik's ear with a dull sound, and the blade of the knife had trembled with a ferocious sound. He had to know the reality. And at the same time, you should know shame.

Yellow urine drips down the floor instead of blood. Kim Yun-sik shuddered to start the game, and when I let go, he sank helplessly on the floor. From all sides came a strange air of astonishment, and only my party ran around me and began to embrace me. But I didn't give in to the atmosphere and pulled out the sword that was stuck in the wall.

Tangerine.

The Supreme Prosecutors' Office fell helplessly in front of a desk where old officials gathered. It was the Supreme Prosecutors' Office that I carried since I escaped from college. I've been using it well, so I didn't hesitate to throw it at the old executives. It was also a memory of my struggle and a short memory of meeting my precious companions.

But for now, it was the last warning to them.

'As of today, we will remove Kim Yoon-sik from the position of the team leader. And sin or not! I'll ask the families and the people of the families at the official court where everyone is attending! I won't listen to any more counterargument. Everyone, break up! This is the end of the disciplinary committee!'

The group leader's words burst through the conference room. It was a matter of momentum but none of the district's officials were against it. They just stared blankly at the great sword on the desk and held their breath like a dead man.

The door rattled open and the head of the group's guards stormed into the conference room. Everyone was fully armed, waiting only for this time, and outside the conference room was already noisy with someone's shouting. The security guards who came inside raised Kim Yun-sik, lying on the floor, and soon dragged him out of the conference room.

Kim Yun-sik looked at me with hollow eyes, dragged helplessly. I shook hands only then with the bad relationship that was tough when I looked at him without letting go of his eyes. Finally, concentrated water drops fall on the heart. I exhaled a breath of relief and cold air.

The old officials were never able to carry my sword.

And I was given a leave of absence called Ginsin for committing a sudden act.