Life, Once Again!

“The one who was just here is the latest. ”

“Is it a day or two for Youngjin to be late? He sleeps late on his first day in the military. ”

“The next day, when I think of our robbery, I still get nervous. He was the first guy to stand up to me when I shook him off. ”

“If Youngjin had his personality, he'd be out of motivation. But I like my humanity. ”

“Jinguk, though. After turning it upside down, it became obsolete, so there was no problem. ”

Listening to the conversation with the unsub made me feel like I was returning from time to time. It's been a year since I got discharged, but my memory is still alive. I could say the memories are glorified now, laughing and chattering, but at that time, they were so dull that my teeth hit my head.

“But how did you do without incident when you were a private? Right?"

Hyung-seok said while putting down his smartphone. Sitting in the passenger seat, he smiled comfortably.

“A sergeant covered for us, but we were okay, too. You've heard a lot about military service in July. ”

“It corrects memories again. Don't you remember how bad you were when you couldn't pronounce the number of guns and the radio word? We were stuck in a corner until we got there, and we memorized it. ”

“And you are? Because I couldn't memorize the military, I ate the insults. ”

It was still the usual way to catch a horse's tail as long as it was tight.

“After a year, nothing has changed. Pathetic bastards.”

Hyung-seok said. He spoke kindly in his voice, "Shit."

“But don't you remember when you were in the comm box when you were in the car? ”

“That's right. The four of us used to gather and eat. ”

“Do you remember when you put it on? That's when you got your PX off, and your first cousins bought ramen and ate it next to the boxcar. ”

“Delicious. ”

Hyung-seok remembered that day.

“That was probably the sergeant who shot PX, right?

* * *

The comm box car with wireless equipment was the resting place of the comm platoon and the symbol of 'Cham’. When I was a second-in-command, I couldn't go anywhere near a comm car except for training or work. When the seniors walked toward the comm car with the ‘Popples’ in one hand, Hyun-seok and his comrades looked at it with envious gaze.

“Here we are at last. ”

Hyung-seok placed the frozen food he bought full of both hands in front of the box car. Until last week, he and his comrades who were second-in-command couldn't use PX on their own. It was only possible when you were always accompanying private troops or moving into squads to get there. When he first heard of the unreasonable rule about the inability to use PX, he was shaken by the nonsense of the military, but he was okay now. It's because I became a Private, but it's also because I'm used to being absurd. I've spent the last six months experiencing how foolish it is to seek justice or justification in the military. The law of the army was only a matter of time and time.

“I went through a lot of trouble last night. ”

The floor that showed up with the envelope later said.

“Private Hangul did all the hard work. Give me that. ”

Motive, prodigal, and Young Jin received an envelope from the floor. Hyung-seok lowered the footing required to board the box car, put an envelope on top of it, and then placed the food from the PX. I realized that people could eat snacks in a crowded, open place away from PX, where they had to pay attention to their senior class.

“But it's a little cold. ”

“That's why we should eat at PX. ”

“At least I'm Private. I'm going to take a look at the boxcars. Private Hangul, I'll eat well anyway. ”

“Eat a lot. Now all I have to do is work. Private Han was the only one who twisted me. Let's see what you got. ”

“Am I not good at shoveling again? ”

Chuck-kick laughed and Hyun-seok put the steaming ramen in his mouth. It was as good as the ramen I had after my night shift. I remembered what the floor used to say. Military life is a relaxing flavor. It was true.

“Private Hangul. ”

He opened his mouth when he opened the bottle and handed it to the floor. “

“Why?”

“What was Private Hangul doing out there? ”

“I wonder. ”

Hyung-seok intervened. We spent six months together, but he didn't know much about the floor. When I was a recruit, I was branded as the scariest senior I could think of to talk to, and after adjusting, I was too busy just living in the military to ask what I had done in society. I would have told you a lot in two hours if you were going to work together, but the private and the private didn't work together. Besides, the floor was always called everywhere, so I didn't have much chance to talk about it. It's the same floor, but only one person is far away.

“I was in a play. ”

“The play? ”

It was an unexpected answer. His motivations were all college students. There was not a single person in the Communications Corps who was not a university student except for Hyung-seok. Of course I thought you were a college student, but you played a play.

“Was it famous?”

He asks. The floor smiles as if to see.

“Reasonable?”

I had never seen a play before in my life, but I knew through the media that the life of the actor was difficult. I've heard it's a good thing you get a beating, and most of you live by doing your job. Were you fluent at the same age and not mistaken for human beings because you lived a hard life?

“You said you had a closet shop outside, right? ”

“Yes, I went to college and started with a friend because I thought it would be better to go into society than to rot for four years. ”

“How was business? ”

“That's pretty good. It's still being run by a friend. ”

“You've made your way. You'd better make some quick money. You said you were in college, right? If you're a Private, you can apply for the grade with the Squad Leader's permission, so study before you get stiff. If you don't do anything for two years, you'll really go back. ”

Your comrades nod. If it had been the words of the elders who bought their mouths, they would have listened, but everyone seemed to engrave on their hearts because they were gaining the trust of their comrades.

At that moment, Young Jin opens her mouth, staring at the side of the floor quietly.

“Private Hangul, haven't you ever been on TV before? ”

“Why?”

“Oh, no. I must be mistaken. ”

“Don't be afraid. I've been there. ”

Youngjin's expression brightens.

“YBS is a late-night show, right? ”

“Yes, that's right. ”

“As soon as I heard that you played, I just remembered. My sister loved that show. ”

“It's been almost three years since I filmed it. ”

Hyung-seok saw the face of the floor. I thought you were a theater performer on a narrow stage, but you were on the air.

“Private Han, can I ask you a question? ”

He raised his chopsticks and said. Hyun-seok became slightly anxious. Though Gita was a good friend who would become a grudge even if I met her outside, sometimes I wanted to squeeze one. In particular, Hyung-seok watched his mouth because he was scolded for motivation only when he asked questions that disturbed his senior. If I hear nonsense, I was going to stop my shin from getting kicked. Just ask me a weird question.

“Look, I told you before, if you're careful with that mouth, you're not going to get your ass kicked by a corporal. ”

The floor said first. I flinched and lowered my hand.

“Let's see what's out there, though. ”

“Aren't you coming? ”

“Fuck, yeah. I'm not going.”

“…… Why did you play while you were on TV? Isn't theater worse? ”

“That sucks. Well, that's what a lot of people think. But be good at choosing words. What's a copper? A copper. Then you'll be greeted by Corporal Choi Tae Jin. ”

“I'll fix it.”

The floor said, drinking a sip of the drink in his hand.

“Good show. It had a good viewership, it was a four-shot, it was a seven-percent celebration party at the last minute. ”

“Is 7% good? ”

“It was good in the middle of the night. I pulled it out as an anonymous actor. I interviewed him at the time, asked for another mini-series subpoena. An age of iron, an age of flames, perhaps. ”

“Aren't they both great dramas? ”

Hyung-seok said that he had not seen the drama while preparing for business two years ago, but he often heard that it was a popular explosion. It was often said that women in their 20s couldn't talk unless they saw a woman in flames.

“Are you out there? ”

“No, I refused. ”

“Why? ”

I asked him a question. The floor gives you one glance, and your throat snaps like a yelling dog.

“Hey, let's fix this habit. ”

“Yes, sorry. ”

“Yes, you can relax when you're with me, but don't do it in front of the elders. Private, you're really breaking up. And I refused because I couldn't concentrate on work at the time. I was holding on to something important to decide. ”

“What was that? ”

He asked carefully.

Hyung-seok saw the floor smiling bitterly for the first time that day. Whoever asked the question pretended to answer like the encyclopedia was dazed by the shaking eyes, staring at the mountain beyond the hill. If he couldn't talk because he was afraid of the Daggering Floor, he couldn't talk because he seemed to have all the worries of the world on his back. Never, I felt the weight of the worries I could bear on the floor.

“Giving up people. ”

The floor opened its mouth.

“You mean giving up people? ”

Hyung-seok unconsciously asked, but the question was just scattered empty. The floor only smiled lightly. It was a solemn expression that I would not answer. After that, the silence on the floor slowly disappeared, but the face of the floor that mouthed and smiled sadly was not forgotten.

After eating all the food, I put garbage in the envelope. Your comrades first pick up the trash and head for the barracks. Hyun-seok made sure that there was no trash falling around. If the area around the comms is dirty, the old men will dig it up when it counts.

As I stood up with my back up, I saw a floor hanging from the box car with a cigarette. Hyun-seok wondered. The floor didn't burn cigarettes. I was the one who received the beginning of the year and gave it to my senior or successor.

“Do you want a light? ”

Hyung-seok pulled the lighter out of his pocket and asked.

“No, I'm just asking. I used to be excited, but I didn't smoke a cigarette this time. The record is set. We have to go to the end. ”

Your tone is subtle. You used to feel awkward to use it as a set this time. I wonder if he's worrying too much.

“If there's a good chance it's a problem, it's a good idea not to, right? For me and her. ”

He asked as if he were asking for answers. Hyun-seok only blinked his eyes. I couldn't catch the conversation. However, the answer to the question was felt that the floor desperately wanted to deny the question itself. A shivering smile hangs on the floor, like a man standing at the end of his life who has never seen, wanting to quit everything.

“Are you all right? ”

Hyung-seok asked.

“No, it's not okay. ”

The floor replied.

But there was still a smile.

* * *

“Go early. ”

Hyung-seok told Yeong-jin who was behind him. Young Jin, who had purple hair, had a frowning smile. It resembled the smile she had seen a year ago when she reported all over the country.

“What about Mr. Floor? ”

Young Jin asked.

“Now I have to go greet him. Hey, Gita. Get in the back.”

“Yes, we can't put a sergeant in that narrow space. ”

He got out of the passenger seat and climbed into the back seat.

“Now, let's take four black men and go to college. ”

Hyun-seok stepped on the accelerator.

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I've never done wow before.

I've been in love with Blizzard since the time of Relm Down, but I've never been weird about Wow, so I started somewhere before.

... interesting.

Yes... it's fun.

It must be scary stuff.

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Referrals, always appreciated.

Coupon, thank you. Thanks to you, I rent a room.

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