“Hey, our Dohoon, how can I repay you for giving me so many gifts? Hahahaha!”

    Park Seung-ho, that guy, must have been so happy that he burst into laughter that the ceiling fell apart.

    What kind of pot did you boil and eat? Why is your voice so loud?

    I felt like my eardrums were going to fall off. I covered my ears with both hands, but it didn’t seem to help much.

    “I just called you because you were the only one I could call. Hyeji is also helping out in many ways at the shelter.”

    “This is why I like our Do-hoon. I knew what give and take was like in the military.”

    Well, from what I heard from the old man, it seems like they only diligently received take-and-take, not give-and-take.

    Originally, memories tend to be remembered in a way that is favorable to the person involved. Park Seung-ho, who is in front of us now, is at the peak of that.

    I was able to immediately contact Purun-deul Apartment through the walkie-talkie that Hye-ji modified.

    As soon as they received information that the orchard and survivors of the Hanmaum Church could be swallowed up in one gulp, the Pureundeul Apartment, which had been stuck in the shelter, rushed with a significant amount of its power to Majangsan Mountain.

    Since it was midwinter, each group’s outdoor activities had decreased, so there was no need to be concerned. Above all, it seemed like they had put all their effort into this task, which required speed.

    “Come visit me once winter is over. Hahaha, I’m going to be very busy this winter. I’ll have to move around a lot to get things done here. I’ll have to let go of a lot of supplies to move the equipment too.”

    “Don’t bring a bunch of people when you come. I don’t have a place to sleep and my partner doesn’t like it.”

    “Yeah, if that’s what you want, you little rascal, I have to do it hehehe.”

    “I didn’t ask you to do that.”

    Why is this fucking old man making such a fuss by making his own requests? Of course, I hate it when sweaty old men come to the shelter all at once.

    Of course, if a person had a mind of their own, they would have foolishly figured it out, but why did they drag me in and do it…

    “Come to think of it, if things had turned out like that, I wouldn’t have gotten paid properly, right?”

    “I was thinking of doing something after receiving it, but it was such a sham that I didn’t even want to receive it.”

    “If our Do-hoon is that angry, then he must be a real piece of trash?”

    The old man kept his mouth shut. I wondered why the usually frivolous old man became like that when he stood in front of Park Seung-ho.

    Could it be because of my memories from the military? Perhaps there is a story I don’t know about?

    *

    “Are you there, Mr. Yuri?”

    The man had come to see his former client, Han Yuri. Considering that he had brought Yuhwa with him, it seemed that he had chosen this place as the place where Yuhwa would be indebted to him.

    As soon as the old man finished speaking, there was a rustling sound from inside.

    “Ah! Yes! Now! I’m going out now!!”

    It was a very cold day, but Han Yuri greeted the man without even wearing proper clothes.

    There’s a saying that goes, “You run out barefoot,” but what is this… Are you running out naked?

    Her large chest was visible through the knit vest. Is she trying to advertise that she is not cold in the winter because she has a lot of body fat?

    How about just standing outside like that all day? You wouldn’t freeze to death, shaking your butt like a duck’s butt, shaking your chest every time it gets cold.

    “I’m not a stranger, but I came here to ask you a favor, even though I have no shame.”

    “Ah! You’re the one who brought me Deokgu’s relics after much difficulty, so of course I have to give it to you!!”

    I was able to confirm that the saying that the amount of stuff in your head decreases in proportion to your chest and pelvis is close to the truth.

    Do you know what that crazy old man is asking for and why are you agreeing to it without even listening to the details?

    “There was something complicated with another survivor group this time. I brought someone from there, but he didn’t really have anywhere to go. I was wondering…”

    “Ah! Of course it’s okay. The house is so big. It can easily accommodate one or two people. By the way, did you enjoy the fruit I gave you last time?”

    “Oh, yes. It was delicious.”

    “Are you eating well? Ah! Huh…”

    Han Yuri looked at me with a sly expression.

    What are you looking at, you stupid woman?

    I glared at Han Yuri, who was staring at me intently.

    “Next time we open again, I’ll pick out a good one for you. By the way, where is the person you brought from somewhere else…?”

    I moved my body slightly so that Han Yuri could see Yuhwa. Thinking about it, I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but the two of them had the same last name. The first letter of their names were also the same. I thought it was a coincidence.

    “Big sister…?”

    “Oh my… Yuhwa…? You’re alive?”

    “You’re alive, Sister!”

    “There was chaos that day and I called my parents, but they didn’t pick up. You didn’t pick up either. I was so worried…”

    It seems that intuition is something that never goes wrong. I had hoped for it, but it turned out to be right.

    The old man was quite embarrassed by this situation, as he looked back and forth between the two of them and scratched his head.

    “Thank you so much, Dohoon… I really thought I would never see my little brother again. He was an idol trainee. He went to the practice room that morning and never came back… Even on the news, the place where Yuhwa’s practice room used to be was a total mess… Really… Thank you so much.”

    “Oh, no. Rather, I’m the one who’s having it work out this way… It’s really great…”

    Han Yu-ri greeted the old man with her eyes and then went back to talking with her younger brother.

    “Is your sister’s house originally here…?”

    “Yeah, it just happened that way. Yuhwa, your skin is really damaged… and why is your face like this?”

    “It’s just that the work there was so hard.”

    What if it’s like this? Rather than just hitting the jackpot, shouldn’t we receive something in return for reuniting our lost family?

    “It’s so cold outside. Don’t just stay like that. Come in. There are still a lot of people outside who are waiting to come in anyway. Come on!”

    “Ah, yes… Then excuse me for a moment… Ugh!”

    The old man reluctantly followed Han Yu-ri’s insistence, and the foolish woman Han Yu-ri, who had pushed the nutrition that was going to go to her head into her chest, pulled the old man’s hand tightly towards her chest.

    The old man also didn’t seem to have any intention of kicking away the fortune that had rolled in, so he didn’t miss the opportunity for the hand that had been pulled in to touch his chest and made the most of it.

    “Sorry!”

    “Ah? Why are you apologizing for something like that? It just feels good to be treated like that by someone who is about to become a mother. What.”

    “Ha, haha, if that’s the case…”

    The old man’s face turned pale. He seemed to have fallen for the charm of the lump of fat.

    I made a deep commitment.

    When I went back, I was defeated.

    The reason I was angry at the old man’s appearance was simple. People in the same profession as the old man, problem solvers who receive requests and solve problems, make a living off of their image.

    However, if the image of a man who falls for women becomes established, there are many cases where all of his clients try to take advantage of him.

    Even if the original client is a man, if you just insert a woman in the middle, our stupid uncle won’t properly collect the client fee.

    Crazy human, maybe some people will take advantage of it this summer. Those who know already know some of it.

    If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t have cared much about the old man flirting with women. I’m not the type of girl who would be jealous or anything.

    But this damn job wouldn’t let me just leave it at that.

    While I was sitting in that uncomfortable seat, being treated to some edible fruit, and was wasting my time feeling annoyed, I heard static on the walkie-talkie.

    I was curious about something, so I adjusted the frequency and heard a familiar voice.

    [Danhwa, are you listening?]

    [Can you hear me, Mr. Do-Hoon?]

    Unfortunately, the old man was trapped between his huge chest and his smaller chest, and was busy melting. In the end, it was up to me to answer.

    “Why.”

    [I came out to look for some parts and got stuck? I wish you could come save me! I’m in an electronics store about 3km south of Purun-deul Apartment.]

    “Crazy bitch.”

    In this weather, at this time of year, where did you crawl in there alone?

    [And! There are zombies outside screaming, and it seems like they increase in number every time they do that. Now, it’s not like I’m just knocking on the door and making a mess! Of course! I don’t think I can get in by welding the entire door shut… If that happens, I won’t be able to get out either, right? Hehe.]

    Hehehe? What should I do with this Hyeji-nyeon?

    Should I just abandon her there and let her starve to death? I thought about that, but then gave up. Burying a woman whose father was still alive would be encouraging unfilial behavior.

    My head started spinning when I thought of Mr. Gongdol clinging to me and whining to save his daughter.

    “Mister, something’s wrong. Hyeji, she went to the electronics store alone and got locked up.”

    I decided to forcibly drag the old man out of his own paradise.

    “Uh…what? What did Hyeji say?”

    “Ji went out to the shelter alone and got surrounded by zombies. It looks like there were even screamers. I think I should go right away.”

    I gave the old man a red potion, and his expression became increasingly bizarre as he realized the situation. Do I even have to put an adult age tag on it? I really can’t stand it.

    “Heh…heh…heh heh…”

    “Don’t laugh like an idiot and get ready quickly. Hey, it’ll be a pain in the ass when you die.”

    There was another reason why Hyeji’s death was so painful, besides Hyeji’s father’s wailing.

    There were more than one or two things Hyeji had touched in the shelter, and without her, there would be no one to explain the facilities that had been turned into a system that was completely unknown to them.

    Ah, Hyeji-nyeon… I want to kill her. Why did she have to crawl out again in the winter?

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