The World of Masks

A man came out of the room. A hot, fluffy beard with messed up hair. Running shirts and plain boxer shorts that I didn't even know when I was sucking on were so much as squinting. In the right hand of the man was a blue bottle of soju, and his mouth smelled of elongated liquor. Looking closely, the hands holding the bottle were trembling. His tone was also tongue-tied and crooked. He was a typical alcoholic.

"Where have you been?"

The man walks aloud. I feel like I threw the bottle and couldn't let go.

"You know, go make some money!"

Eun-hee slaps his cheek in the thick hand of the man and flies sideways. I started kicking Eun-hee with the feet of a man who didn't have enough to hold his hand on his daughter.

"Where! To my father! He's talking back!"

Brute force falling. However, Eun-hee hugged her head with her arms, wrapped around her body. It was familiar to Eun-hee. Just a little longer and this will all be over. As expected, Eun-hee's father, who was weak and weak in health, stopped kicking, panting.

"Huff! Huff! Now my daughter ignores me, too!"

Tsk, tsk.

I threw the bottle of wine in my hand next to Eun-hee. The debris spreads in all directions, and the remaining liquor splits to the ground. Some of the debris and liquor splashed onto Eun-hee. But Eun-hee didn't even flinch. I went into the man's room grumbling with a crooked tongue. The door closes with a bang. He seemed to be stuck back in his room trying to drink.

Ugh.

Eun-hee wakes up. Even an alcoholic was ruthlessly assaulted by a strong adult man, but he was not well. You feel a bruise or pain in your body. But this was also familiar.

Larynx.

A piece of smallpox splinters across your body and falls to the floor. Even the liquor fried on my head was soaked in fine hair. Eun-hee shredded the fragments and looked around. There were empty bottles and garbage rolling around, and the leftover sodas were rotting, smelling disgusting. Eun-hee began to clean the house with a strong smell of alcohol, plucking out the spilled liquor in her hair. General and food waste were sorted and placed in an envelope, while empty names were put together for recycling. Eun-hee, who had roughly organized the living room, looked at the kitchen side this time. The sink was full of dishes. If it were summer, there would be maggots crawling around and cockroaches having dinner. I sighed deeply. I found some rubber gloves that were thrown away and put them in my hands. Soon, the sound of sweeping dishes in the kitchen rang out.

Boom!

"Shut up, you bitch!"

You hear a shout as you kick the door in the room. Eun-hee was furious and turned down the noise as much as possible. It was impossible to get rid of it completely, but it was obvious that if you didn't pretend to do this, you would come out again and use violence.

Eun-hee looked around after finishing the dishes. It was an old and humble house, but I felt better once I put it away like this. However, it was making the atmosphere of the house darkened, even though my father threw a bucket of rice cakes that remained clear on the wall, or the wall of the house that was broken here and there because of my father's personality, or if I felt bad about it.

Queek.

The visit is open.I wonder what else he's out to catch. Eun-hee looked at her father coming out of the room with scared eyes. He was wearing shabby clothes wherever he wanted to go.

"Give me some money."

It was like a depositor who came to look for money he had left with the bank. I did not pray. Eun-hee glances at the hand stretched out in front of her. Apparently he paid a lot of money before he went out to play in the masked world.

"I've given you a lot before. What else are you going to do?

Yikes.

My head snaps and I turn around. I feel a chilling pain in my cheeks. I could feel the nasty blood in my mouth as well as my mouth.

"Give it to me if you want it! I don't give a fuck!"

Seeing her hands go up again, Eun-hee quickly pulls out her old wallet. He was trying to get the money, but his father grabbed his wallet from Eun-hee's hand. He opens his wallet as if he owned it. I saw several tens of thousands of won in an old wallet that burst from time to time.

"Tsk, is that all you got?"

Grab some cash and throw in an empty wallet. Eun-hee stares blankly at the wallet that fell to the floor. Whether Eun-hee didn't like it or not, Dad put his tongue down.

"Don't worry. I'm sure this time. I'm lucky, so I'll definitely win today."

Then I turned my back. He was going out to gamble again.

'I don't care.'

It was not enough to lose money, so I almost returned with a lot of debt. So far, the money I collected from the masked world was much more than the money an ordinary person earns from getting a job, but I spent it all on repaying my father's debts. When his peers were dressed in good clothes, eating delicious food, having good classes, and having a good time with their girlfriends, he had to graduate middle school and jump into the job line and take care of his rubbish dad's back. If I really didn't know the game called Masked World half a year ago, I might have fallen to the bottom and sold my body.

"Hey · · · · · · · · Me, I don't think it's going to work for a month, so save it."

I carefully pulled it out. I wouldn't listen, but I couldn't just let him go. Eun-hee said, his father glanced at Eun-hee once and smiled.

"Then sell yourself."

Eun-hee clenched her fist tightly. My fingernails were digging through my palms, and I felt like I was going to bleed out right away.

The father who spoke out, not a word to his daughter, leaved the house with a wink. Eun-hee stared at the front door for a long time.

"I wish I had just died!!! '

I've thought about it a few times. I wish my fucking father had been screamed at somewhere. Then you wouldn't have to live like this. Or he could die. I thought about my life without hope or dreams, just how many times I was going to die.

I thought a lot about leaving the house. If he leaves the house now, the only problem is that he is the father, and he can live a much freer life. But I didn't have the courage. Even a father like that has always been his protector. It lacked the courage to break ties with only one flesh and blood, and to confront Orloth alone in the world. No matter how much you earn, you are still a minor. The world has not seen itself as only 17 years old. At least the law did.

Eun-hee, who was standing still for a long time, stumbled toward the porch. I opened the door and picked up the bill I had been waiting for. Earlier, when he came in, it was a noticeable figure, but in that short time, the black footprints were clearly stamped. I felt like my dad stepped on it on his way out. Eun-hee walked to the dining table in the living room. The glass on the table was already smashed and removed by my father, and he had two broken table legs, so he was known as tape. Eun-hee laid out notices on the table and checked them one by one. Incentives such as water taxes, heat bills, and rent in the house. They were all pushed for months. I sighed again. I paid a lot of money to pay my living expenses and taxes, but apparently they were all used only for gawking.

'Mom, what do I do?'

Eventually Eun-hee cried horribly, thinking about her mother who died when she was young.

Eun-hee left the house. Her hands are full of garbage to throw away. Eun-hee left the basement with heavy envelopes whimpering and climbed to the ground. Although the stain was elevated by the world of masks, it was negligent to invest in str stats once the job was wizards, so the envelopes full of smallpods were now a bit heavy for Eun-hee.

Fluffy.

Eun-hee, who threw the rubbish around the corner, came back home. And I looked at the visit with a life-and-death look. This tiny, half-basement room. It was my father's room. It was usually a restricted area when he was there, so it was only when he left the house to clean. Eun-hee carefully opened the door.

"Ugh!"

I felt nauseous because of the disgusting smell. The smell of a widow, the smell of a homeless man, and the smell of rotting food in there were piercing my nose. Eun-hee blocked her nose and widened her visit for ventilation. It was a shame. The living room was bigger than this place. Is this really where people live? I didn't think it would live in a place like this. When I contacted the station, it seemed like I would be immediately dispatched because I liked the team that was broadcasting interesting broadcasts. 'The man in the garbage heap. Why did he live in a garbage room?' I added the same interesting title.

Eun-hee carefully went into the room. I was insulting myself by sticking my socks to a thick slab of sticky mats. In one corner, you see dry, twisted debris. He seemed to have vomited and didn't care.

"Ha."

I wonder how many sighs this is. Eun-hee shrugged her shoulders and looked inside the room. I couldn't figure out where to start.

"No, Eun-hee. The more time like this, the stronger you have to be."

Mate, mate. Eun-hee slapped her cheek with her bare hands and started cleaning up the trash nearby. Eun-hee's forehead became sweaty as the room became more and more lively. Last time I stole the floor with a mop. It was already a raggedy mop, but I was touched by this. Every time I mopped it, it was black on the floor of the room. You mop it up once, you steal the time out of it, you get time out again. It was almost infinite repetition levels. Eun-hee became half-exhausted when she finished mopping.

"· · · · · · · · · · · · · · · Food."

There was no time to rest. I saw the watch hanging in the room. The glass sheet covering the watch plate was broken and the rotating needle was exposed, but fortunately, it did not work. There were at least two watches stuck to the wall. I was thankful to just go back without breaking down.

The clock was starting at 6 o'clock. Eun-hee came into her room. The clothes I was wearing were very dirty while cleaning. Eun-hee took her clothes out of the drawer and changed them. He wore a rustic long, solid skirt with a few thousand won on the market and an elongated neck and sleeve. They were in good condition. I left the house wearing the coat that I had worn. I was about to lock the door, but I just left. Maybe my dad will come back.

'There's nothing to steal.'

Eun-hee moved to a nearby market.

Eun-hee walks along a dusky alley with a bag. The bag was today's cold. It was a humble diet for a tofu and a few lackeys, but it was also a commodity that I brought with a trauma. The money was taken away from my father before. I had money in my account, but it was money I should never have touched. If the money is not automatically transferred in time by touching the money, it was obvious that the debtors would come home no matter what the fire saw. Eun-hee hated the debtors after her father.

"Huh? Who's this?"

Eun-hee stopped walking. I heard a voice I never wanted to hear. Eun-hee calmly turned her head. I see two men approaching, jostling.

"Hey. It's been a long time."

"Yes. Eun-hee's still pretty."

No matter how good they looked, they were the only ones who looked like scoundrels. And in fact, they were.

"What's going on?"

Eun-hee shoots cold. Humans in front of me never wanted to be involved.

"What's the matter? Cold. We're together, right?"

"What's going on?" he asked. "

The two men shrugged their shoulders, facing each other. Then a man said with a mocking smile.

"No, it's nothing. It's just that my father was very generous today. He's very grateful to us for our troubles. So I wanted to say hello to her. Well, that's just it."

Two men chuckled. Eun-hee bites her lips tightly. Apparently, my father was again indebted to me in gambling.

The two men in front of her were gambling with Eun-hee's father. No, to be precise, they were parasites who took Eun-hee's father as an accomplice and sucked money out.

"How much?"

How much do I owe you this time? I want at least a million units. Please, not 10 million units.

"Hundred million."

At that moment Eun-hee thought her ears were wrong. A billion? A billion?

"Hundreds of thousands!"

Eun-hee said urgently. Compared to that, men had nowhere to relax.

"Yes. Unh. He was a little overzealous this time. Well, I can't thank you enough."

Eun-hee felt like she was losing her mind. I still have a lot of debts, but I have more debts. An astronomical number of billions. Seeing Eun-hee standing dumbfounded, a man opens his eyes with a shrug. Then he approached Eun-hee.

"What do you say? You sleep with me once, I'll give you 10% off."

I scoured Eun-hee's body from head to toe. Western glamour, body and body. It was a body that always stimulated a man's lust. Eun-hee angrily retreated, covering her body with both hands. I shot them in the eye, and then I started walking past them. You hear a chuckle behind you.

"Whenever you think about it, just say the word. I'll wait like a new poem."

Eun-hee bites her lip with a waxy smile.