The World of Masks

The epidemic was strained. After being only on the plane for a long time, my body was torn apart. No matter how comfortable it was with AMSS 'support, sitting around was never boring.

"Long time no see, Korea!"

After going abroad for a long time, my patriotism seemed to spill. The diversion slowly left the airport. Someone from AMSS was waiting for you. The bait followed him into the car.

"Well done, Mr. Yoohyun."

An AMSS employee holding the wheel spoke to the plague.

"I heard you wiped out all the terrorists this time?"

"No problem. The power of me and Natia is nothing."

The pandemic proudly raised its nose. It was a tone and tone that could feel arrogant. However, the employee only smiled bitterly. He was young, but the pandemic had the ability to do so.

"I heard the UN military couldn't get close enough, but they took him out in an instant. Amazing."

The pandemic tilted its head. As if there's a great question.

"They're not very helpful, are they?"

The employee's eyebrows twitched.

"Oh, my God, this kid! '

Democracy in some superpowers. Because they had special powers, they felt that they were more powerful than others, even in the current pandemic. Of course, an ordinary person could not feel good.

'I think it's easier to bite because I'm still young.'

Although it is said to be an adult, the epidemic has only recently taken off the minor ticket. So I might have been more easily influenced by that idea.

The pandemic was talking to Natia when the employee was in trouble and thinking about things.

[You can't say that, Yoohyun!]

"What?"

Natia panicked and stopped the pandemic. But the pandemic didn't really understand why Natia was trying to stop herself.

[They also risked their lives. But you can't just ignore it like that.]

'I didn't ignore it. I'm just telling you the truth.'

It is true that they were not very helpful this time, risking their lives or not. This is an ambush, and he sees the land mines crawling with fear and awe. He breaks through and completes the mission on his own. I don't blame them for not being helpful. It was natural for them to excel at being superpowers.

As the pandemic and Natia were having a conversation, the employee finished thinking. His conclusion was simple.

'The Director will do anything.'

A capable chancellor could easily handle a child like this. Even if you keep worrying about yourself, there's not much you can do. The broad intervention allowed employees to accurately identify their topics.

'I'm still young.'

After organizing his thoughts, the employee continued to talk.

"But is there something good going on?"

I tried to use the rearview mirror. From the first moment I saw it, the face of the plague was very bright. The tension was too high for the pleasure of returning home for a long time.

"Do I look like I do?"

Convention replied without hiding his face. Natia takes her advice seriously, sighing and retreating. I didn't want to interrupt when talking to others.

"Yes, I'm sure it does."

"We succeeded in realizing natia this time."

"You mean the goddess?"

Employees also knew that if the level of superpowers holding God reached a certain level, they could materialize God. The pandemic seemed to have reached a certain level.

"If you were a goddess, you'd be very beautiful."

"Yes, it's very beautiful."

He proudly said as if he had received a compliment. You hear Natia's voice, shy in his ears.

"Did nothing happen in Korea?"

I listened to Natia's ambition and asked her about the distraction. I had never had time to listen to Korean stories during my mission.

"There was a case. Lee Hannah was attacked by a bully."

"Hannah?"

The pandemic shocked me. Even though she was distracted by Natia, Hannah was one of his precious people. It was hard not to be surprised that a childhood friend and lover who had lived together since childhood were attacked.

"Yes, he was the one who was kicked out by Yuyuan, the man who assaulted and killed her parents in her former home. By the way, she was definitely Yu-hyun's lover, right?"

The relationship was also well-known within the AMSS.

"Is Hannah okay?"

"Don't worry. I heard the chancellor rescued you before the danger. The superpower was also killed by the president."

"Where's Hannah now?"

"He's in the hospital. You want me to turn the car that way? I've got permission from the president."

"Return it immediately!"

The employee unhesitated to bend the handle. The car moved and began to run a different path.

So they headed to the hospital where Hannah was admitted.

* * *

The pandemic went to the room that the cowardly staff told him about. I couldn't complain so much about not being able to run because I was in the hospital.

I walked as fast as I could. I didn't bother to avoid other people passing by. I arrived at my destination without a bump.

"It's Hannah!"

I opened the door without knocking. I wasn't ready to go into details like that.

"Hmmm? Hmmm, Hmmm. Are you here?"

A relaxed voice came back that blew the worries of such a pandemic into a single queue.

A large, spacious room. Hannah sits on the bed inside.

A Ringer needle is inserted into the back of the hand in the patient's clothing. She holds a book in her hand, whether she was reading or not.

"What's going on? With that stupid look on your face."

Hannah tilts her head and asks. The expression and the tone were all still in the memory of the plague.

The pandemic hurriedly approaches Hannah.

"You were attacked! Are you okay?"

"You were worried about me?"

"Of course!"

"Don't worry. It's okay now."

Hannah smiled and told the plague.

The aneurysm sweeps over Hannah's body to make sure she doesn't worry. Hannah smiles bitterly and still says it's okay.

"Well, that's a relief."

The pandemic sighs of relief.

But then something happened. I stared at Hannah's face.

"Yes? What's the matter?"

She still has a beautiful face and a bright smile. But something seemed different.

Then I remembered Hannah's face before she left. She continues to be nervous because she's afraid of the raid.

Is that why? '

Now that the cause of the concern is gone, the anxiety itself must have disappeared. Then it's no wonder he changed his face. I thought the pandemic was because of the difference.

"It's nothing. I'm really glad you're better than that."

The sickness grabbed Hannah's hand naturally. They've been wishing a little, but they're lovers. This much skinship was natural. However, Hannah's eyebrows twitched. Obvious rejection response. But I didn't notice the pandemic.

"Yes, the president saved me."

"I heard."

The distraction reminded me of what the employee who was driving earlier said.

"You're an ordinary person, not a superpowered one."

Once again, Hannah's eyebrows twitched. Ordinary would be normal, but I felt a slight sense of discrimination in the tone of the pandemic.

"It's not all that new, is it? He's better than any superpower."

This time, the body of the plague stopped. I also acknowledge the extraordinary etiquette of authenticity. But when I heard directly that he was superior to a superpower, I felt bad about it.

But I did not tolerate it.

"Yes, it is."

And then they started talking. But the more I talked, the more I started to feel like the outbreak was falling to the ground.

Hannah said too much about authenticity.

'Cause you're a lifesaver.'

That's how I listened to myself. There was something like that because I didn't want to hear that he was a petty man. But, of course, it couldn't feel good.

Eventually, the outbreak soon left the hospital with an excuse to return to AMSS for reporting. The air march all the way to the airport was already at its worst, thanks to natia's realization.

Maybe this is the first time. It was the first time that the pandemic was hostile to Jin.

With that feeling of honey, the epidemic left the hospital.

* * *

"Thank you very much, Mr. Yuyuan."

Now, in the office of Jin, who is somewhat familiar, the pandemic sits opposite him. The fact that one of the dominant people in the world now can do autumn and venom tells us the location of the pandemic.

Normally, he would have smiled at the smiling face of Jin. For the plague, the truth was one of the completely reliable people.

But now I feel irritated just looking at his face. Hannah smiles brightly as she talks about him.

But the pandemic was not a child enough to express it publicly.

"It was nothing."

Of course, he was not a fully mature adult. A slightly bumpy horse pops out of the mouth of the plague.

"You're in a bad mood. Was it because there was no data?"

This operation has completely destroyed the target. There was little data on God's resurrection, however, that required a sickness. It was a little bit, but it was all data that AMSS was working on. With regard to God's resurrection, this achievement was zero.

That's probably why he threw it. Just guessing the cause of the plague's bad mood. It had no great meaning.

Now, however, the twisted paradox sounded as if it had completely denied the meaning of the operation.

'Regular human themes.'

I finally heard that thought. The idea of a superpowered person, who has begun to shrink recently, has progressed to the point of underestimating other ordinary people. Of course, it was no one other than the 'ordinary person'.

'It's okay. Even if you think something, it won't affect me.'

The pandemic struggled so hard.

I'm a hero. '

So it doesn't have to depend on a word of truth anymore. This place needs to be "heroic."

"Ah-ha-ha, I'm not saying I feel bad or anything. Thanks for saving Hannah more than that."

The plague bows its head.

"There's no reason to be grateful. AMSS exists to help you superpowers. Once at the top of AMSS, we were fortunate to have a special gun permit. Otherwise, I might as well be dead."

Jinsuk trembled. The epidemic felt a little better when I saw it.

'Yes, no matter how high the status, the ranch is just a' normal person '.'

Since then, the pandemic has been completely restored.

After a few more conversations with Jin, the pandemic leaves the chancellor's office. The shoulder of the plague looks strangely stiff.

He doesn't notice that his real eyes are crooked.

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