The Returner

1. What concept is that? (1)

“Hey, Hangar, you seem upset today. ”

“You were so pissed that you cleaned out my cabinet earlier. ”

“He's persistent. ”

Sergeant Park Hyeong-seok was annoyed and looked up at the sky.

Time doesn't get dirty like it always does.

Now there are only two months left to go across the country, and they felt as long as 2,000 years.

“Ha, what the hell is this last year? ”

“Well, you've got two months left, not last year. ”

“Hey, you bastard. You'll drown in the moment I spill my food. ”

“Would Sergeant Park be alive right now if I had that much time? I would've been beaten to death already. ”

Park Hyung-seok smiled as if it was ridiculous.

“Ha, look at this guy? I thought you said it wasn't the end of the year. ”

“Make it the end of the year. It's the end of the year, so put down what you're going to put down, and it's not the end of the year, so you have to do what you're going to do. ”

“Do you want to die?”

“Oh, you're being so serious. ”

Park Hyeong-seok endured trying to kick out Corporal Lee Byung-tae.

If you get caught messing around in a post, it doesn't end with just cursing. By the time I enter the house, I will be that late.

There was no greater punishment for Park Hyung-seok who was spending a day like a hundred years.

“Phew, I really don't have time. ”

“But you're still going home in two months. I don't even have a sergeant. ”

“My only comfort is not watching you die, asshole. Oh, how did you see that? ”

“If you're good, you might want to take a look. You just need to increase your military life a little bit. ”

“First come to me when you go to the Home Office. ”

“Spare me. ”

Park Hyeong-seok smiled and looked outside the post.

I couldn't survive without the taste of pickling Norgarees on this tedious post mission.

“But what do they feel like? ”

“The North Koreans? ”

“Hey, I think I'm going to throw up in this bitch's military life. How much do they spend? Ten years?”

“I heard that's about it. ”

“Wow, so you're in your early twenties, and you're in your thirties? You're getting out of here a little short of bachelors. ”

“It's terrible. ”

“If we'd been born a little higher, we'd be like that. You should be thankful you were born in this country. ”

I nodded as if Lee Byung-tae agrees.

“But I heard there was a lot of incentive and shooting at the outposts. ”

“Yeah, he said. ”

“That went away when the gate opened. ”

“That's right."

“The gate contributes to peace in the north and south. And?”

“Crazy guy's making all kinds of noise. ”

Park Hyeong-seok shakes his head.

North Korea's provocation, which has been like an annual event since Black Monday, has almost disappeared.

If it was natural, it was natural.

Gates will open anywhere at random. It has nothing to do with national power. It turned out that countries with large areas of land such as Russia, China, the United States and Canada were heavily burdened.

Small countries, such as South Korea and Japan, were relatively less burdensome about the gate than other countries.

But the situation in North Korea was different again.

Even a few gates were a huge burden on North Korea.

Even though the power itself is different, even though it is the same level of gate, Korea and North Korea felt different pressures.

Since the emergence of the gate, North Korea's provocation has almost ceased, and thanks to the gate, relations with North Korea have never been more peaceful in history.

“Those bastards are struggling too.... ”

Lee Byung-tae, who was trying to talk to me, shut up.

“Why?”

“Sergeant Park. ”

“Tell me, asshole. ”

“What's that? ”

“Huh?"

I looked at this condition as if Park Hyung-seok was saying something.

“Can't you see that? ”

“What?"

Lee Byung-tae raises his hand and points far ahead of the outpost.

“Huh?"

Park Hyung-seok has been guarding this post for months.

Of course, the sight in front of me was too familiar. However, there was something unfamiliar in the familiar landscape.

A very blue door.

A glass giant door was clearly visible to his eyes.

“… fuck. ”

Park Hyung-seok unwittingly spit out an insult.

If his eyes were not mistaken, if it were not mistaken at the same time for him, a gate was definitely forming in front of them.

“Not at all, my……. ”

From near to far.

If not, more than ten gates fill his eyes.

“Radio. ”

“… what do you say? ”

Park Hyeong-seok smiled and said.

“Don't tell me what to say, asshole. ”

There was only one thing to say.

“Screw you. ”

* * *

The noodle stood close to the front door like a soldier guarding a guard post. Next to him was his new partner, Oh Soon.

The two of them who turned into small dogs were cute, not intimidating. just enough for people passing by to see it and take a picture saying it's so cute.

However, the mischief was unable to unravel.

The biggest crisis has struck him since he came into this world.

Queek.

Wuxi makes a sad cry.

At least that much, I'm crying. Oh Soon next to me was hardened like a statue without even breathing.

Queek.

Wuxi once again makes a sad cry.

It is so unfair to meet Lee Hyuk in this world. But I thought I could live with myself.

But…….

The Demon King is coming.

The fierce Demon King Maguire's fur stands on his back.

The Demon King is absolute for a magical object like mischief.

Even though the servant seal was stamped and rushed towards the Demon King, it was possible that reason flew away in a frenzy, and they were usually more afraid of the Demon King than the Grim Reaper.

The Grim Reaper was merely dragged to the afterlife, but the Demon King in there was something that prevented even that death from intact.

Tsk, tsk.

The mist's head sags.

The thirteenth Demon King of many Demons.

The thirteenth Demon King's notoriety resonated with the horseman.

When I saw the thirteenth Demon King, the horses called Fly Da Long peed on the floor.

However, there is such a thing in the house, and the dog guarding the house is a guard dog.

The dew settles around the mist's eye.

Ha…….

Even though he rose to the rank of Ogre Lord by himself in that fierce magic, why does the world make him so miserable?

Tsk, tsk.

The distressing cry of the porch echoes again.

“… What's wrong with you? ”

Ojik raises his head.

Suddenly, those who chose Jung-min approached right in front of the porridge.

Can I let him through?

Ojik raised his front foot and pointed to the Interphone.

“... Ask him inside? ”

Nod.

Jung Jeong-min was surprised that she was talking to the dog.

Of course, I know that the litter is not a dog, but I really feel like I'm talking to a dog because it looks like a dog.

“Yes, yes. ”

Jung Jeong-min pressed the intercom without a word.

- Who are you?

“Mother, I'm Haemin. Ji-hyuk came with his co-workers. ”

- Well, yeah. Come on in.

Tsk.

The front door opens.

“Hmm.”

Jung Jeong-min took a deep breath and looked back.

Behind her back were members of the elite NDF, Choi Jung-hoon and Seo Ah-young.

Jung Hae Min nodded and walked inside.

The Demon King.

It's been three days since Herkana came into this house.

They had to see with their own eyes what was going on between Lee Hyuk and Herkana who had not been at work.

“Let's go inside.”

Choi Jung-hoon urged Jung-min who was unable to set foot inside.

“Yes.”

Jung Jeong-min nodded her head with clear eyes.

After knowing what had happened since that day, he was half taken aback, but it's over now.

Whatever the situation was, it wasn't her style to back off.

You have to flip it over properly once before you can even turn back.

“Here we go.”

Jung-min took a deep breath and opened the front door and went inside.

“Huh?"

However, Jung Jeong-min entered the house and saw a strange scene.

I could always see Lee Hyuk who was playing a game or lying on the floor and sipping sweets as he entered the house.

However, Lee Hyuk's condition today was a little strange.

Lee Hyuk, who had a long bone, was sitting on the couch like a psychopath.

“Ji-hyuk?”

Lee Hyuk, who is full of dark circles under his eyes, slowly turned his head and looked at Jung Minh.

“Cow, boy……. ”

“Who's the kid? ”

Though it was sticky, it was heartbreaking to see Lee Hyuk's appearance gradual in just three days.

“What's wrong with you? ”

“Sa, help me. ”

“Huh?"

“I'm going to go crazy first. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

Lee Hyuk raised his hand without saying anything and pointed to one side.

Jung Hae Min tilted his head and turned his head to the place Lee Hyuk pointed at.

What the hell is going on?

“Ah……. ”

Jung-min's mouth slowly opened.

What kind of drilling is this?

The kitchen came into her eyes. Park Seon-Duk and Herkana were cooking in a spacious kitchen, where I thought I'd like to cook big.

That wasn't so weird.

It's natural for Park Seon-Duk to be in the kitchen as if the fish were in the water, and Herkana might even have to cook one for the Demon King.

A Demon King, you don't have to eat spilled raw meat.

But something was wrong with the view.

“Mom, I bake everything. ”

“Oh my, my Erkana baked fish so well. Play the part.”

“I did what Mummy told me. ”

“Is that what you're told to do? You have to have a sense of self. Maybe he's good at this kind of work. ”

“Heh heh, you taught me well. I work hard at Herkana. Listen carefully to Herkana Umhoney. ”

Jung-min's face began to convulse.

What is that?

What the hell is that?

The Demon King!

You are the third Demon King to come into this world.

No matter how different you are, no matter how different the circumstances, you have to protect your basic structure!

I can't believe I'm learning to cook virgin Vietnamese cuisine. What kind of conversation is this?

Jung Jeong-min turned his head with trembling eyes and looked at Lee Hyuk again.

Lee Hyuk faced her with a hollow face as if putting everything down.

“... Well done. ”

“Large.”

Lee Hyuk shut his mouth. Otherwise, I felt like I was going to burst a fever soon.

Jeonghae shakes her head.

This is bullshit.

This place is a shithole.