The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

Clay and Nevo called in a chartered carriage and crossed the bridge west of the Tempus River.

As soon as the car was lifted up, Nebo taught me how to call a chartered carriage and ride a joint carriage.

"I don't know these little tips just from the manuscript. You need to know the world while you're at school, so you'll have a good time out of work.'

Clayo, who soon learned the ropes, informed the horseman of the exact destination.

When asked to go to the nearest branch of the Plata Bank, the driver dropped the clay in front of the small stone building.

And five minutes later,

Henry Pist, the manager of the Royal Circus branch of Plata Bank, wiped the sweat off his shiny top of his head.

"What? Asher? Father, son? Which one did you get?"

The branch manager replied calmly.

"My son."

"Didn't you accompany the Sentroom fleet now?"

"It's not the first, it' Branch manager."

"There was a second child in the house?"

"There is, and he asked for an account.”

"Are you sure you're right?"

"That's Clayo Asher, a student at the Royal Capital Defense University."

"Why did you ask for an inquiry?"

"They say they're going to withdraw."

"How much?"

"He said it vaguely. The total account balance is 400,000 dinars. If we withdraw all cash today, we don't have enough cash reserves at that time. At the center….”

"I'm leaving. I'll find out why you had to visit the branch."

The reason was because it was close to the school, but the branch manager couldn't know it.

The reception room at the Royal Circus branch of Plata Bank was colorful and pleasant.

The place where cigar cases and brandy bottles lined up next to the soft sofa looked similar to the gentleman's club I saw in the movie.

Clayo, buried in the sofa, was enjoying the comfort of it to the fullest.

"Of course, it doesn't seem like a drawing room for 17-year-old Gauguin. Would it look strange if I asked for this drink?’

Clayo was not the first to be treated in the drawing room. As soon as I reached out and signed a check at the window, things happened.

I didn't know how much money was worth, so I asked a few questions before I spent the money on the check. Then the teller began to panic.

Clayo was also embarrassed inside.

'Suddenly singing inside. I thought I was caught forging my autograph.’

Of course, it wasn't that kind of problem.

Clayo's account linked to the check contained 400,000 dinars. The bank seemed to have been nervous about withdrawing the entire balance.

Clayo, who had a taste for brandy, smiled hastily as he saw the branch manager enter.

"Good morning, Clayo. I know you. I'm grateful that the branch manager didn't have to come out like this."

"No, thank you for using Plata Bank for years since my father's time. I've heard about it. How much do you think you'll withdraw?”

"I was thinking of withdrawing some pocket money, but it's a big deal. We just need to spend it on living expenses."

The branch manager was visibly relieved.

"Then, is 1,000 dinars enough?”

"Please take care of it like that."

How many 400 thousand dinars are there? I guess it's not a small amount of money anyway.’

"Our staff misunderstood and took away your time for nothing.”

"I don't think so, but could you give me a brandy that's all this?"

"As much as you want. It's a drink we have for our customers.

The branch manager answered with a cool answer and handed him a generous glass.

"Then I'll take the cash over here."

"Yes, take your time."

It was an inappropriate tone for the voice of a boy who had just passed out, but Clayo, who was distracted by brandy, didn't care.

Finally, a glass full of brandy came into my hand.

The boy holding the glass looked like he had the whole world. It has a warm texture that flows through the throat and a fragrant smell that touches the nose. It was so nice.

It's more delicious than 25 years old Armanac.’

When I was working at a company, the authors who went to an overseas association sometimes brought liquor gifts to the company.

It was annoying to listen to the boss's whining when drinking, but expensive drinks were worth listening to.

Jeong-jin's love for Jeong-jin, who reached his 30s, was not a rational or a book, but a drink.

It's a free drink that doesn't even bother your boss.

'That's a load of windfall.

Clayo slowly emptied the brandy.

While enjoying the lingering feeling in his nose, the branch manager brought the bill to the drawing room. Clayo smiled all over his face and crumpled a thick envelope in his arms.

"From now on, you can call a bank messenger instead of visiting in person. Thank you for your business. Please give my best regards to your father."

"I will. Thank you."

"The branch manager is supposed to be the owner of the building, even if it's a local branch, but you're experiencing a lot of things here. Is this the taste of a gold spoon?'

Nebo's eyes were wide open when he saw Clayo with adults waiting in the lobby.

"Hey, you were such a precious child of a house."

"Well, I didn't know. Then let's go."

Nebo glanced at the head of the respectful branch manager, still dumbfounded.

Clayo relaxed and Nebo looked around and walked out of the lobby. Henry, who was seeing them off, quickly called his secretary.

"Give me some information on what Cleio Asher is doing in the capital. I'm sure there's an intention behind the fact that the second son, who's never been active before, came forward.”

"Okay."

"He's an Asher. You're so old inside, you're so insincereally. There's nothing wrong with being careful."

If he had known that he had been given a drink, Clay would have wanted to spit it out again, but the bank manager could not reach his ears.

***

'When I see that he's not coming back, the magical case is solved. I don't know for sure, it was the answer to endure pain.’

Clay was lying on the bed, picking up snacks.

I also thought a little about "editor authority" and the author's purpose, but since there was no message after the mail, there was not enough element to guess the intentions.

"I asked for help with the revision, but I didn't say where I liked the original manuscript and what I wanted to do, but I'm leaving this side alone....’

If so, he has no choice but to pursue his own future.

After I went to the bank, I ate, slept, and rolled around all weekend. If you're bored, you'll just go around and have a cat.

After that, I read the school rules written in my school notebook carefully.

First, drop out. This was only possible with the consent of the guardian.

"There's no way my father would agree to drop out of school if he spent a lot of money. I guess you can't find your mother because you can't hear her?'

The second is paid and expelled.

If you fail the exam twice in a row, you will be paid, and you will be expelled if you do not complete two-thirds of the total number of paid or attendance days per semester.

'Okay, let's go with this momentum.'

Finally, I looked through the textbook once.

Then I realized something important.

Even if you have an appointment, you can't read outside at the same speed as you normally do when you first read!’

It was the same no matter how many times I tried it.

"Memory" of "Promise" was only applicable to books that were read properly at least once. Books that were never read had to be learned by using one's brain as in the world.

Why would you do that? Ha-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.

Clayo, who had thrown the textbook, lay back in bed. The cat that saw it was scattered like a human being. He got into a quarrel.

"You stupid thing, do you want to take a look at the book now?"

"No. I don't study because I'm stupid."

"Come on, you pathetic bastard. You failed the last exam, and you'll get fired if you keep doing that.”

"Oh, I hope so."

So Sunday evening passed.

***

Monday has finally come.

I went to the lecture hall of the first grade with ease. Going to school didn't change my life much.

He was already a teacher, a student, and treated Clayo like a swelling boil.

In other words, he didn't even listen to the warning even when he was sleeping in the back of the classroom. Clayo, who slept throughout the class, stretched himself to the lunch bell.

'It's been a while since I've slept on my stomach, and my back is a little sore. I shouldn't come to class from tomorrow.’

The regular classes at the school were all three hours in the morning on Monday and Friday. They say that they will study or train according to their personal career path starting in the afternoon, but how can they do that?

I'm going to eat.’

I asked the messenger and found out the location of the restaurant in Kangseo-dong. I moved so slowly that there was no one in the restaurant.

Oh, lunch is three courses.

A handwritten menu was seen at the entrance of the restaurant. Soup, buttered fish, boiled berries and cream.

When I stopped and read the small letters below, I could ask for wine on the subject of the student cafeteria.

So even a minor can drink here? No wonder the bank gave me a drink.’

Clayo's drooping eyes flashed for the first time. Among the things that happened after arriving here, it was the second happiest moment after checking the account.

'I was so worried that I'd have to stop drinking for years to come.'

There was only one good thing about him while he was a publisher who had already gone bankrupt.

The authors of the academic books were mainly professors, and professors knew all kinds of expensive and good liquor.

Usually, the company entertains the author, but in small companies that make up the president's personal connections, the authors felt a little sorry for the president.

As a result, there were always plenty of liquor gifts.

I drank alcohol that I hadn't thought of on Jeongjin's salary, which was a gift, a holiday greeting, and I started to like it.

It's similar to Alsace wine that Professor Noh Young-shin bought in a box. It's sour, not sweet, and it tastes like minerals. Oh, the weather is nice and the alcohol is going in.’

I finished the food on the tray and asked for one or two drinks. The day after I slept, the weather was fine, so I didn't get drunk at all.

I was worried about what would happen if my body became weak and my drinking capacity changed, but I received a good drink because my liver was clean because I was a teenager.

After finishing the dessert, Clayo received a glass bottle containing alcohol from the restaurant lady.

It's May.

Summer roses with buds along the shallow fence outside the window were beautiful, the wind was cool, there was nothing to do, and the wine was delicious.

Sipping.

'This is the taste of life.’

Then, a loud voice in the restaurant woke Clayo, who was soaked in heavy rain.

"Oh, I know you have some alcohol left, but why are you lying? There's always alcohol left in the first grade Kang's restaurant."

"Get out of my way, you bastard. It's just for me to pay for an accompaniment! Uh, I'm not giving you to stay drunk!"