The World of Masks

The next day, I began to explore New York in earnest. Eun-hee was sold again, whether it was helpful to lie around on the bed all day.

I called the driver who was staying downstairs and pulled the car out. The first was also the Statue of Liberty. Landmark in New York City, a landmark whose scene must be destroyed in a disaster film. I set out for the shipyard to reach Liberty Island, where the Statue of Liberty is located.

There were already quite a lot of tourists at the docks. Jinsuk and Eun-hee didn't come out late, so I felt like they were diligent people.

"So many Asians?"

Dark hair, distinct from Westerners. There were all kinds of races, like the main tourist attraction of the greatest country in the world.

"It's the quintessential tourist attraction in America. I think most of them are Chinese."

It was not difficult to distinguish between the Chinese language and the Korean language, as long as the country is as close as good or bad as it is busy with China. I walked Eun-hee among the Chinese who were making a flock and talking excitedly.

David handed the pre-booked tickets over to the person checking the tickets. They were inspected fairly thoroughly for counterterrorism. Thanks to that, I got on the ferry with a slightly unpleasant feeling.

After some time on the ferry, the boat slowly begins to move. Jinseok saw the river flowing, giving Eun-hee a proper treatment by her side. A silver wave slowly flows to reflect the sun's light.

As the Statue of Liberty slowly began to appear from afar, a sense of wonder erupted around it. Immediately, the person who was already pushing the photo machine or cell phone started to come out. Eun-hee, who was next to her, was holding her cell phone. At first glance, this is a video shoot.

"Why did you insist on getting a good cell phone before you went on your trip? '

I looked at my slave with white eyes, raising his tension to prevent him from losing to other tourists.

David's ticket was a round-trip ticket to Liberty Island plus the Statue of Liberty. Immediately after getting off the ferry, people were divided into those who entered the statue and those who did not enter the statue but were visiting the island. Jinsuk and Eun-hee were former. I've already climbed to the crown of the Statue of Liberty with Eun-hee shining in the souvenir lamp.

"Wow!"

Other tourists' awe rises next to them. I looked down at Jinseok as well. A magnificent city of New York lay before my eyes. Though not exceptionally high, it was New York City looking down on the famous Statue of Liberty, and the concrete jungle was in plain sight.

Other tourists next door were capturing the scenery of New York City. The same goes for Eun-hee next door. Jinseok just tore the city apart in the mood of a tourist.

The windows of the building reflect the sunlight rising to the highest point in the sky. Boats and cruise ships floating on the Atlantic Ocean were scattering tranquil tastes in this city of unmatched desire. An unrecognizable awe from other tourists came out next to me. Using the sound of astonishment, Eun-hee sighed as she watched the calm waves.

"That's really nice."

Eun-hee wetted with emotion and looked at Jinsuk.

"But what are you doing?"

Jinsuk was looking around. It seemed like I was observing something. I replied as if the truth was nothing.

"How fun would it be to blow it up like this? · · · · · · · · · · ·."

"Really · · · · · · · · · · ·. At least do it while I'm gone."

It was also something his master would have thought.

No matter how beautiful the view is, I'm sick of it. Jinsuk and Eun-hee came down from the crown appropriately. Of course, having come to this famous tourist attraction like this, souvenirs were essential. One of the models that narrowed down the Statue of Liberty paid a price to see Eun-hee in her house. There is enough money to buy a whole souvenir shop. He took Eun-hee, who was crossing the arms of Jin, in a joyful joyride and set off for the next tourist destination immediately.

"Surprisingly, nothing much."

Eun-hee said, chewing a snack at a shop that doesn't know the name of the fish. The Empire State Building is another tourist attraction in New York City. I looked at it with my own eyes that it was ridiculous. I still can't seem to shake my head to the tourists around me, and they say that. But soon I smiled.

'That's how old he is.'

When I first met him, I thought he was going somewhere quiet and quiet. However, after solving the cause that made Eun-hee fall to the bottom of her life, Eun-hee quickly cheered up. Maybe that's how he was before the abuse started. Others will definitely think it's a good response. But is it true? According to common sense, at least Eun-hee's change was never positive.

Bang, bang.

Jinsuk, who was obsessed with his thoughts, grabs his hand as he approaches his pocket.

"Shit!!"

I heard rough swearing from behind my back. I felt a rush to grab hold of Jinsuk's hand and pull it out, but Jinsuk's hand restrained him like steel. Jinsuk slowly turns his head. A big black man punches himself. You hear a sudden scream around you. Jinsuk turns his head slightly, avoiding a fist, and strikes the black man's belly very gently.

Phew!

The dull sound echoes. The black man, who attacked the stone, hesitates to sit on his stomach. The vomiting foam seems to have taken quite a hit.

'That should do it.'

You can't resist seeing how hard you work to get rid of the food you ate. Suddenly, there was a noisy audience. With a slight frown, Jin pulled the phone out of his pocket. I called the driver who was driving them right away. I needed a human to clean up after me. Immediately, his eyes became sharp.

Phew!!!

You sound more dull than before. I kicked the belly of the pick-pocket with more strength than before.

"Cough, cough!"

The pickpocket, which was about to put its hand in your pocket, collapses on the horse. You feel like you've lost your mind, buzzing in the bubble. I turned him upside down ignoring the sound of shallow screams.

Tuck.

A slick, black glossy pistol falls to the ground. You are surrounded. You are free to own a gun, but you know the fear of guns. I saw some people pick up the phone in a hurry. I think he was calling the police.

'Annoying · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·.'

I had a good feeling while sightseeing. Jinseok waved his hand at the driver who was jumping from afar. While explaining the situation to the driver who ran to Jinhee, Eun-hee, who was next to Jinhee, was' boldly 'aiming at a human who wanted to harm his master.

* * *

Jin Jin and Eun-hee came from the police station. In a way, it was a violent incident by foreigners, but the incident was surprisingly smooth. Pickpockets had guns, witnesses, and, crucially, NYPD police had to drop out of school because of a legitimate lawyer who came in just one hour after the incident. In the end, Jin and Eun-hee left the police station without getting hurt much.

"You're going through all kinds of stuff on tour, really."

Jinsuk shakes his head as if he was bored. Eun-hee stared at such a cliché.

"· · · · · · · · · · · · · Why did you stop it?"

I turned my head to look at Eun-hee. He seemed to have a lot of complaints about blowing his cheeks. I put my hands on Eun-hee's head, smiling bloody.

"You tried to kill me. That guy."

Eun-hee stared at the truth as if she couldn't believe it.

"· · · · · · · · · Just for that?"

Would you say something that never suits your master, such as noble life or death? Eun-hee narrowed her eyes and looked at Jinhee.

"Only. I don't care about his life, but don't stand out." "

"I can't see. I'm not that stupid. I'm just doing a magic procedure in his lungs. about a month later, you can suffocate them by causing a small, weak gust in their lungs."

"You can't do that. If there are a lot of people around you, choke them suddenly for no reason. The other Humans will find it suspicious enough."

Eun-hee disapproved of Eun-hee's opinion lightly, but looked at Eun-hee with a strange look in her eyes.

Despite being already out of the influence of abuse, his character has become very bright, but morality has clearly fallen in proportion to him. I won't hesitate to kill anyone. Of course, not everyone can be killed lightly, but at least its boiling point has been lowered indefinitely when it comes to authenticity.

'Cook, that's funny.'

This is a work of art. I was good at it, but I was the one who manipulated it and bloomed in splendor. A beautiful piece that blooms with its efforts in fresh ingredients. Jinsuk was really satisfied.

But Eun-hee didn't seem convinced yet.

"But we won't have any doubts at all. I will never forgive those who dare to speak to my master! And you tried to pull a gun on me!"

Jinsuk sighed shallow. And I opened my mouth in a heavy tone.

"It's not that we're not under suspicion. It could raise the suspicion that other humans died from an unknown, so-called magical force."

"Wouldn't that be okay, though, once or twice?"

People react bluntly to things that surprise them. Even if it had happened because of really unreasonable power, it was obvious that they would somehow put their minds to their common sense.

"No, think about it. Obviously, we're not the only ones playing the masked world. Of course there are more people with superhuman powers like us. But have you ever been in the news or the Internet, and you've been in contact with people like that?"

Eun-hee shakes her head.

"Of course, there are many people who hide like us, but there are also some who think, 'No one will care about that.' There's always been a lunatic. But it's been a while since the service of the masked world began, and that information hasn't come to us. Why?"

"· · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · Is someone controlling the information?"

"That's right."

Jinsuk nods.

"And if you're in control of information, you might as well call them the people who are serving the masked world. The question is, how? It would be nice to just pay attention to the bully or keep the press under control."

Jinsuk blurred the end of his words, but Eun-hee was also quite imaginable.

"· · · · · · · · · · · · · It could be a way to remove the player?"

Eun-hee was pale.

"What do I do? I used magic to kill my father and his sons."

"That's the problem. If they came to get rid of that player when they used their abilities in the masked world, Eun-hee, you would have already been removed, but there is no sign of them."

"Oh, thank God. Maybe they're just controlling information."

Eun-hee sighs of relief. But Jinsuk shakes his head.

"Maybe it's because your magic is hidden from the public."

In fact, Eun-hee is accused of murder and arson. No one could have imagined that a sudden phenomenon of magic would intervene.

Jinsuk grabbed Eun-hee's shoulder, made eye contact with Eun-hee, and quietly said one thing loudly.

"So in addition to making us unsuspecting when using magic, we need to make sure that others don't notice the existence of magic. I don't care if not, but if the worst hypothesis is true, we could immediately be chased by the old man who gave us the tools of the masked world."

"I'll keep that in mind," he said. "

Eun-hee, who held her fist tightly and gathered it in front of her chest, said in a trembling voice. Jinsuk, who paid attention, nodded his head and held Eun-hee slightly trembling with one hand.

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