The World of Masks

Gripping the trunk of the green road broom, usually carried by environmental beauty workers, gently sweeps the ground to one side. Where so many flew from, the cloudy dirt and all kinds of rubbish that were covering the floor were rolled around the broom. If I give it a little bit of strength, the dust becomes more dirty by blowing dirt all over the place, so the orientation controlled the force carefully.

Ugh! Ugh!

It's been quite a while since winter, but even the rolling leaves have been cleared away. As you sweep through the rubbish, you see a pale, gray cement surface. The cold cement floor behind the dust was showing its face as if it had already been swept around quite a lot.

"Almost done?"

Ho-young, who was sweeping from the other side, sticks his tongue out as he sees the way past. It was a cold winter breeze, but Ho-young's forehead was covered in marble sweat. Although it doesn't look like much, cleaning is also a significant expenditure of health. But there was not a drop of sweat on the face of the stone. The look on my face didn't make me feel too tired. But it didn't mean that he was in a hurry. Even the yard with the traces of the combed stone is clear evidence, but Ho-young is not the kind of person who would do something like this.

"Hey, I'm barely halfway through, and I'm dying, and you're okay with that? Do you work out these days?"

It was Ho-young who looked at the stone with half his admiration. Jinsuk smiled bitterly.

"I do basic fitness training."

The Masked World game was a game that allowed you to train your physical strength very thoroughly.

Ho-young envies a good seat or 'Should I exercise?' He grumbled and went back to the place he used to sweep. He looks a little humbled behind the winds of winter to use garbage.

Jinseok was back at volunteer club activities with Yoo Rin. This was a disabled shelter run by a private organization. It was also a place where people with severe delayed disabilities gathered. However, they are not given the task of taking care of the disabled. Volunteering at a nursing home was almost everything. Caring for the disabled is very difficult and requires a lot of attention. This guardian was not crazy enough to let the inexperienced humans take care of the disabled, let alone the credentials.

Just like Jin or Horyong, who were clearing out the garbage in the yard, there were probably other members struggling with other activities such as cleaning, dishes, and laundry. The year was almost over when the members had finished their work.

When Ho-young, the president of the club, was having a nice little chat with the head of the conservation, other club members gathered in the yard.

"Brother, you said you were going to say hello to your sister's house today."

Bo-young smiles like a demon as if she had caught a secret weakness and talked to Jin. Of course, everyone's gaze was focused.

"Bae, Bae Young-ah · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Yu-rin, who seems to be the source of the rumor, rubs his face red and grabs her arm. However, Bo-young did not erase her playful little smile and was even more clinging to Jin.

"Hehe. I already know everything. So let's blow it up and get comfortable. Let's turn ourselves in and find some light."

As Bo-young began to catch the wind in earnest, the people around her also began to get along.

"Huh? So Jin-seok and Yu-rin are going to get married?"

"Oh, really?"

The people around me started to feel tense. I knew they were going out, but I didn't think they were close enough to say goodbye. Seeing people filled with curiosity with glittering eyes, Jin sighed lightly.

Oh, shit!

"Yuck!"

I grabbed her head lightly.

"Ugh, violence. It's a lawsuit, a lawsuit."

Jinsuk raised his fist again. Bo-young ran like a gunshot after Yu-run, with a look on her face. Then I looked at the truth with my eyes wide open. I sighed and lowered my hand. Bo-young came back with a dazzling smile.

"So what happened?"

Looks like you haven't given up yet. I was afraid to squeeze one more. Other members around me were also great audiences, raising their ears.

"I'm just going to eat."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, I do."

You don't have to tell me that you are interested in my business. They are really close friends, but that's all they have to do. You don't have to explain everything. Bo-young also knew it and fell easily compared to being actively attached. There seemed to be no more meaning than ridicule.

After greeting the headmaster and Ho-young, the group leaves the guard. Normally, I would have gone to a restaurant somewhere for dinner, but today, Chairman Ho-young had an appointment. The group decides to scatter their horns in front of the guards, as others suggest we go, but we also have to ditch Jin and Yurin. Most of them went back to their homes, and some of them gathered together and left in groups. Looks like he was about to have a drink and head back.

You bid farewell to the rest of the group, and Jin and Yurin begin walking. I had to go to Yurin's house today, but I didn't have to rush it. The place to go was Yurin's house, so there is no need to think about curfew as usual and make a plan. But if it's too late, you'll excuse me, but I have some spare time now. It was at the time of the fall of the earth spider, but given the short winter, it was not too late.

The two of them tightened their arms and wandered around many places. Yurin liked to just stick together and wander the streets, even if he didn't go into a cafe or something. The cold wind interrupted two people, but I knew this would happen. The truth was that the hot pack had been barefoot. I couldn't feel the cold, putting hot packs around my body and sticking my arms together. It seemed to be the only place in the area where spring smoke was blowing.

It was time for the city to change into man-made clothing as the streetlights began to light up.

I stopped in front of a shop.

"What's the matter, brother?"

Yurin tilts his head as if it were strange. Jinsuk looked inside the window and said.

"Oh, I like it, so I'll buy one."

Yurin turns her eyes back to follow the gaze of Jin. He said in a slightly confused voice.

"This is a car."

Inside Shaw Windows were several cool designs for exhibitions.

"Isn't it worth living for just wanting to buy all of a sudden?"

Jinseok shrugs.

"I was starving."

Yurin, who hates waste, wore a little impression and tugged on the sleeves of the genuine, but was not full of pride.

There's enough room in the garage where we moved anyway for a few more cars. It's a lot of money anyway. Jinseok was dragging Sonata around, but he didn't feel the need to buy a new car. On the contrary, there is no reason not to buy it. Perhaps it would have been better to have a car as luxurious as it could have been the largest shareholder of his company. I don't know about the other countries, but at least in Korea, the price of the car is a measure of social status, and it's a measure that people are evaluating. There were sports cars, but they were hard to drag around. Moreover, the operation of sports cars was even less because there were many mountains and speed bumps and not enough space to run. I had to have a car to drive normally.

'Think of it as a gift to myself.'

You've succeeded in the difficult quest this time and got a good reward. Think of it as a reward.

'This brand of tea should be enough.'

I settled down and went inside the agency. Yurin followed him in as if he had no choice. On the sign where they entered, there was a logo with four circles stacked side by side. It was a German car brand called Audi.

"Welcome."

A sales rep in a suit welcomed Jin and Yu Rin. The temple sweeps through Jinsuk and Yurin once. Since I had just gone out to volunteer, I couldn't help but dress them up. For a moment, the temple opened its eyes as if surprised by Yurin's beauty, but immediately welcomed them with an experienced smile.

"I'm here to buy a car."

The truth came out without much concern. The temple immediately led the two of them to their seats on one side. Usually in novels or movies, there are many temples who do not recognize the rich in humble clothing and then face the opposite. But even temples are not fools. They already know that such anecdotes are floating around and that even in their crucial experience, rich people come to wear very ordinary clothes. Of course, I did not treat Jinsuk and Yurin lightly.

The temple gave coffee to Jinsuk and Yurin one by one. Then, while showing the catalogue, I started a full-scale operation explaining in detail what are the advantages and what are the characteristics of the car. Then I looked at the truth. The customer in front of me who was listening quite intently did not even look at the price tag, which is one of the most important things that people usually value. It meant I didn't want to live at all, or didn't care about the price.

'I hope it's the latter.' '

I was reminded in my mind and continued to explain.

'Hmm.'

Jinsuk stroked his chin with his hands and thought. The temple waited a while. As it is not easy to buy a car, customers who usually come to the dealership have very deep concerns. However, the concerns of Jin were very short.

"I'll take that."

Jin found one of the cars in the catalog by hand. A smile came from the mouth of the temple. It seemed that the customer in front of him was a customer who did not care about the price according to the wishes of the temple.

"What would you do with your options?"

"Grass."

I answered without much concern. The stone that was spit out like roasted beans in a lightning bolt changed my mind, Serra Temple quickly filled out a contract.

"How would you like to calculate?"

Jinsuk rummages through his arms and pulls out his wallet. Then he handed me a card. It was a check card.

'I see.'

The temple swiped the card quickly. His annual salary was paid in one transaction. Suddenly, the temple looked at me with envy.

Is it 2 cents? '

Some people worked hard to make money throwing up blood, and some people even heard that they had come to buy this luxurious car in celebrity cheekbones. But the temple was captivated. It didn't happen once or twice anyway.

Jin-Seok and Yu-rin completed their car purchase less than 10 minutes after entering the dealership. The storm-like purchase only caused the temple to tear its mouth, smiling vigorously and escorting the two. That's how I got one more high-end sedan in addition to the car I used to own in half impulse purchasing format.

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