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    Ho-cheol was worried about In-ho, who had been less in touch with him these days.

    Although Inho left the small details to him, he still checked on important matters.

    But recently, the frequency of checking has become less and less frequent, and a few days ago he said that he didn’t care at all, so I couldn’t help but tilt my head.

    “Could it be a promotion?”

    This wasn’t really a company, but Hocheol thought so.

    Well, it must have been a while since I worked under you. Since trust has been built both publicly and privately, it may be possible to entrust him with more important tasks.

    Even while thinking such positive thoughts, I sometimes feel something uneasy.

    Only recently, Inho took good care of him and gave him plenty of money…

    In the past, In-ho was a terrible miser.

    On days when we happen to eat together, we each calculate the cost of what we ate.

    His friends asked him if it was okay to work for such a vicious person and urged him to quit quickly, but Hocheol thought it was okay to live like that.

    Whatever it may be, In-ho is the person who turned his wandering self into a human being.

    So, I thought it was fortunate to see him recently quit internet broadcasting and start exercising.

    Alcohol, cigarettes, women. If his employer, who is not careful about all the things in life that he should be careful of, dies, he becomes a gourd with no strings attached.

    Hocheol thought that it was worthwhile to be around him and shout like a parrot at him, telling him to take care of his health and to be careful with women.

    Anyway, while In-ho is satisfied with his rehabilitated life, In-ho has been busy lately as he has been involved with a strange woman.

    Fortunately, she was not a money-spinning snake like the last woman, but her mental state seemed unstable, and if left unattended, she was likely to cause a serious accident in the future.

    When I think back to the memory of going to the gym in the middle of the night, my body still trembles.

    I can still vividly see Garam lying face down in the middle of the messed up gym, as if a gang fight had taken place, out of breath.

    I held back my fear and spoke, but what came back was the howl of a wounded animal.

    Fortunately, the ambulance came quickly, he remembers, otherwise he would have almost had to clean up a live corpse.

    Anyway, Ho-cheol was very concerned about In-ho hanging around the abnormal Garam, so he told him to stay away from her several times.

    But every time that happened, his employer responded that there was nothing they could do, citing the word ‘responsibility’.

    “What is that guy’s responsibility?”

    I understand that you feel responsible for being drawn into the world of internet broadcasting, but…

    I still don’t understand why they pay all the remodeling costs just because they feel responsible.

    I think that perhaps this may be the difference between the rich and small-time citizens like me.

    Anyway, Garam is a good person, except for the occasional strange behavior.

    More than anything, I am responsible for Inho’s health.

    As the center began to be remodeled, In-ho and Garam began to go out more often. When I asked In-ho if they were getting married, In-ho jumped up and waved his hands.

    Well, how big is the age difference?

    Anyway, it’s strange these days for an employer to have failed in construction.

    When I call them, they say they are busy and tell me to send it via text message. At best, when I send it via text message, they tell me to solve this problem on my own.

    “Thank you for trusting me, but there are still some things I can’t do without myself.”

    To get rid of the stale smoke that kept rising, he thought of a way.

    After all, it was something that had to be dealt with.

    He tapped his cell phone and sent a message to Inho.

    >>Hocheol: I had something to tell you about taxes, so I called you, but you didn’t answer.

    >>Hocheol: Brother, I can’t contact you these days. Is there something wrong?

    >>Hocheol: I will send you the data first. Please check and contact us.

    >>Attachment file sent by [Hocheol]

    This requires your own confirmation. I can’t tell you to do it yourself.

    The ‘1’ mark in the chat disappeared, but no reply came.

    Is it because it took so long to check? He waited.

    But there is no reply even after an hour.

    “That’s strange. Did I press the wrong button to confirm?”

    I thought about calling and asking for help, but it was obvious that he wouldn’t answer anyway.

    Oh, if Inho doesn’t answer, wouldn’t it be okay to call Garam?

    Hocheol called Garam.

    [hello? Uncle Hocheol?]

    “Ah, yes. Mr. Garam. Is our boss there by any chance?”

    [No, you didn’t come to the gym today?]

    “Ah… I have some documents that I need to check quickly, but since you contacted me, I wondered if you were working out.”

    [ah…]

    “Ah, you don’t like going to the house without thinking… I understand.”

    After hanging up the phone, Hocheol decided to wait another hour.

    An hour later, a reply came.

    >>Brother Inho: You cleaned up the Guro area, right? I’m awake now, sorry.

    >>Hocheol: Not there, but towards Daelim. I guess you took a nap?

    >>Brother Inho: I slept when the sun was at its peak, but I woke up now…

    >>Hocheol: Well, taking a nap isn’t that bad. When are you going to visit here?

    >>Brother Inho: What did the owner say? But I’m busy so I don’t think I can go.

    >>Hocheol: You said you could show it to me by contacting me on the same day, but don’t you have time?

    >>Brother Inho: Radiator, the car radiator is a little weird, so I have to go get it fixed. Winter is coming soon so I have to fix it.

    >>Hocheol: Suddenly a radiator?

    >>Brother Inho: Oh, I made the reservation at the car center. There is no need to make a separate reservation.

    >>Brother Inho: You go to Daelim, take a video, and send it to me.

    >>Brother Inho: Because it is a building that was recently built. There doesn’t seem to be any flaws.

    >>Hocheol: Yes, if you can do that…

    >>Brother Inho: Yes, please do me a favor.

    >>Hocheol: Yes. rest.

    After the conversation ended, Hocheol scratched his head because the strange feeling couldn’t go away.

    “What is it? Something is strange.”

    The feeling of awkwardness was stronger than the conversation we had recently.

    He looks back at the transcript of the conversation he just had.

    Although In-ho says it, it feels somewhat contrived.

    While I was rereading it a couple of times, I saw a word that caught my eye.

    This is a common typo. But Hocheol noticed that.

    “What is it?”

    I read it again. The uneasy feeling becomes stronger.

    “Ah…”

    Ho-cheol re-read the conversation record a total of ten times, discovered something, gathered up his clothes and ran.

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