episode_0145

You are not God (4) ― Republic of Korea’s office

“… … Looks like you’re back.”

The old man quietly opened the door and entered, nodding his head.

An office where only a small candle illuminates the darkness.

Ha Chae-kyung asked after pouring soju into her glass.

“How was it?”

“… … It was complicated. It seemed like he was angry or sad.”

She nodded as she looked at the old man who was quietly leaning against the door.

She broke down the fluttering glass of soju in one go and laughed helplessly.

“It’s fascinating. The people Sani was talking about are the key figures of the One Mind Salvation Church.”

“It’s a strange fate.”

“… … It’s fate.”

Ha Chae-kyung quietly refilled her soju glass.

“There was a time when the God of Paradise, who could master all kinds of forms, was ultimately human.”

It’s not like zombies suddenly appeared like some fucking disaster.

“… … .”

The old man looked at Ha Chae-kyung in silence as she broke her soju glass again.

“… … What about me?”

“I left after confirming that he was asleep.”

Ha Chae-kyung thought of Inari, who returned after one day.

A very comfortable smile in a pure white Shindo uniform.

She was talking about ‘paradise’ while carefully tying a white ribbon.

“Still, it’s been a while since we talked today.”

“What did you say?”

“… … .”

Ha Chae-kyung smiled softly as she looked at the old man who kept his mouth shut.

“It’s okay. Please tell me.”

“… … He begged me to let him go back. He said the leader would be waiting for him. There is no happiness for oneself here.”

happiness.

She muttered two syllables and made eye contact with the old man.

She smiled painfully and whispered.

“The religious leader gave me the happiness that I could not give.”

“… … Mother.”

She raised her hand to stop the old man from speaking.

I continued speaking as I watched the old man’s mouth close again.

“… … I knew right away when I saw Nari’s expression in the council meeting. That Nari will eventually leave the Republic of Korea.”

His face turned white, unable to concentrate on the council.

His eyes, which were shaking violently, were repeating the broadcast that had been broadcast.

She was already thinking about the truth of Paradise, not the safety of Minguk.

“Mother, since I was called mother, I guess I really became Nari’s mother. As the man said, words truly have a strange magical power.”

The title that he was thankful for at first became his shackles and name tag.

Clearly, for her happiness, Inari’s choice had to be respected, but Ha Chae-kyung could not.

“Because the Republic of Korea needs human Inari and awakened Inari. Because I also need Nari who always smiles pretty.”

“… … .”

“So I said I believed it. Nari chanted a magic spell that would eventually return to us.”

Squeak-

She filled her glass again and stared at it with shaking eyes.

“I came back after just one day… … .”

In just one day, she had changed so much.

I suspected brainwashing and some kind of trick.

Because he was so worried about Inari, he detained her.

“Everyone’s happiness… … .”

For the nation built for the happiness of all.

Inari’s happiness was sacrificed.

One word she kept in her mind as she went through this series of processes.

difficult.

“… … It’s difficult. I think what we need now is a leader to run the country, not a nagging mother.”

Our country, Republic of Korea, which I have come to love as if it were my own child.

“If I became a mother, I wanted to be a wonder woman who would make my child do everything they wanted to do.”

She looked at the old man and lamented.

“He has become a tyrant who only imposes bans.”

She gulps down glasses of soju one after another.

The old man smiled bitterly and looked at Ha Chae-kyung’s shadowy face.

Looking again, his face looks much younger than mine.

He naturally called the woman with that face ‘mother’.

I’m not sure why.

It could be because someone else called her that, or it could be because she respects her for standing up for herself despite such human suffering.

Only one thing is clear.

Ha Chae-kyung will stand up tomorrow too.

For everyone’s happiness, not for individual prosperity.

So the old man just comforted her with a comfortable smile.

“Did I tell you about my real mother?”

“Your real mother?”

“Yes, it seems odd that he is talking about genealogy even though he is saying something, but anyway.”

The old man leaned his back deeper against the door and laughed.

“He was a precious person who loved me more than anyone else in the world.”

His eyes were looking somewhat distant.

“But strangely, when I think about it now, my mother always forbade me to do something. Don’t hang out late at night, don’t hang out with strange friends, don’t smoke, don’t drink… … .”

He shook his head with a distant smile, thinking about the past.

“Only now I realized too late that it was love.”

The old man looked at his mother blaming herself and repeated the words he had missed back then.

The incomprehensible tyrant of childhood,

Something I couldn’t say until I became a delicate old woman.

“All mothers are prohibitors. Risk is always lurking in what you shouldn’t do rather than what you should do.”

The old man shrugged his shoulders at Ha Chae-kyung.

“I don’t know if it was because my female hormones became more abundant as I got older, but I always regretted and cried when I thought of my mother. I often imagined looking at my mother’s wrinkled face as she came back to me and picking up the harsh words I had said.”

Ha Chae-kyung quietly listened to the old man’s regrets.

The old man looked straight into her eyes and shook his head.

“But now I feel fortunate that you left early. I thank God for not putting me through this hell and leaving.”

This world has gone crazy.

A time when we feel fortunate that our mother, who wanted to see us again in tears, died quickly.

“We live in an era where everyone carries a huge scar in their heart. What we need now is not competent leaders, but our… ”

He stopped talking and looked at Ha Chae-kyung and smiled.

Either symbolically or sincerely.

Just like the leader and her words.

Words have a strange magical power.

“I need my mother.”

Rather than a religious leader suddenly appearing and scattering gold, Minguk

I believed in my mother who always cared for us wholeheartedly.

I believe in her ideals and her path of moving forward despite repeated twists and turns.

“… … It’s heavy.”

Her shoulders slump.

The battle for Incheon International Airport, the story of the ships escaping from the island, and the founding of the Republic of Korea.

Her precious family, whom she had let go due to her own inadequacy, weighed on her shoulders.

However, she raised her head again and faced the old man with strong eyes.

He whispered in his characteristic singing-like rhythm.

“So it can’t end like this.”

Her ideals that everyone believed in and followed.

A return to the past.

The largest piece of the past erected to express that will.

Democracy that has engulfed our daily lives.

The end of efforts to restore everyone’s happy past could not become an accessory to a pseudo-religion.

“Even though the world changes, people don’t seem to change. Pseudo-religions that have always been dark are helping disaster.”

As she was reflecting on the past, she muttered softly.

“Then, I always faced the public’s criticism.”

She raised her glass filled with the last remaining soju.

“So again, everyone needs to know.”

I lifted the glass filled with moonlight as if making a toast to the old man.

‘Whether it’s a joke or sincerity, words have a strange magic.’

He said, swallowing the confusion and worry in his cup.

“That he is not the Messiah who came down to the broken world.”

***

“I will listen closely~ Cult leader~”

I frantically walked around the room and imitated what the guy said.

The wooden plank spoke to Seong Ga-eul with a loud creaking sound.

“No, what kind of person is Jo Ja-ryong from Sangsan? Be sincere. To a woman I met less than a year ago.”

Kang-san, I didn’t see you like that, but did you like older people?

Or were you really subjected to brainwashing or charm skills?

“Then what? That girl number 2 is Yubi? ok? Huh, that’s me.”

“Puup—!”

Laughter bursts out while you quickly turn your head.

I widened my eyes as I saw Seong Ga-eul pointing at me while covering her mouth.

“No, this woman is laughing in this situation?!”

“Then if number 2 is Yubi, are you Janggak?”

What?! Jangak?!

Did this woman suddenly lose her mind?

“There is no such thing as blasphemy! Even if you are a vice-president, this is a statement that should rot in the penance room for a week!”

“Just kidding, kidding. Our salvation is good, good luck.”

hmm… … Definitely, Jojoji rather than Janggak.

A voice that stuck with me as I calmed down my anger and nodded.

“So I came all this way to see you twice.”

“… … .”

I couldn’t think of anything to retort.

“Sit down. Don’t go crazy and wander around.”

“… … Was number 2 married?”

“That’s not important, you idiot. Sit down quickly.”

After her urging, I reluctantly sat down at the head table again.

Holy autumn walks back to me and embraces me.

I couldn’t hide my dazed feelings even as I smelled her sweet scent.

“Why is it suddenly like this today?”

“I just learned how to deal with a very excited Han Gu-won. This service is only available today.”

“Not just today, but starting from today.”

“… … It’s making me cringe.”

I hugged Seong Ga-eul who was grumbling and laughed.

A question that can only be asked after a fuss is made to thaw the frozen atmosphere even after Kang San leaves.

“… … Aren’t you angry?”

“Why.”

“No, it’s just that I feel like I’m getting angrier.”

“Why. It’s not that important.”

Seong Ga-eul’s eyes were staring at me as I scratched my temple.

Only after meeting his unwavering eyes did he quietly exhale admiration.

“… … Wow, she really is scary.”

“If you know, do better from now on.”

I asked, seeing her tapping my chest as if joking.

“Then I can do whatever I want, right?”

“… … .”

She nodded quietly, knowing how my enemies disappeared.

After confirming her consent, I whispered quietly.

“River/Sea.”

Seong Ga-eul’s body trembles slightly at the sudden name.

“There is nothing more frustrating and hellish than religious conflict with family.”

What would you do if your younger sister, who was so precious to you that you even abandoned the camp, became a member of the Salvation Church?

Would he be able to call his younger sister a pig with that disgusting face?

“Still, he’s the leader in name and name, so you can’t pick on him and kill him just because you don’t like him.”

I’m just curious.

What kind of expression will you make when you turn into a pig who confidently desecrated all the relationships you have built?

[99.1%: Han Gu-won’s twisted love and attention]

It is unclear whether the lock that prevented Seong Ga-eul’s complete deficiency has been released, or whether it has truly only increased by 0.1%.

It was clear that 99% of the walls that had been strong so far had broken down, but now I was so sad that I couldn’t finish it in such a dull way.

“You cannot die, you will live.”

I hugged Seong Ga-eul and whispered.

What was left of my arms that had not yet been filled and the person who was supposed to watch it did not go on stage.

I will make it happen.

***

The morning of the second day after the Salvation Church visited Republic of Korea.

“We share abundant salvation with you~!”

“Citizens who are hungry, please pick up a breakfast box~!”

A long line formed in the Republic of Korea.

Citizens of the Republic of Korea receive lunch boxes prepared by Salvation Church.

I watched them under the protection of white armor.

“What happened to Park Jin-heon?”

“We decided to meet separately in the afternoon and exchange stories.”

“If you stretch yourself even a little, just get out of your seat. What is urgent is not us, but him.”

“Yes, leader.”

The disgusting lack that flashed in Park Jin-heon’s eyes.

The plan was to use No. 2 and Kang Bada as a complete throwaway for the guy who wanted to satisfy his sexual desires.

Even if he has outstanding abilities, we cannot allow a dangerous person into the Salvation Church.

If that were the case, Seo Joo-won would have been recruited a long time ago.

“Wow~ There’s pork cutlet in the lunch box.”

“I guess I really have a lot of money.”

“Then what are you doing? It’s a cult.”

I could hear the conversation of two citizens carrying lunch boxes.

“Originally, what cultists often say is ‘We have a lot of money!’, ‘We have a lot of gods!’, ‘We live in a nice place!’ I only use these three swords.”

“What does it matter? We just suck honey and drink it.”

I like their shabby clothes and greasy hair.

I tilted my head as I smelled the foul odor coming from my body.

How can one be so consistent even in such a desperate situation?

And that’s not from awakened people, but from citizens.

I looked into the eyes of citizens receiving lunch boxes.

Even though the cheeks were thin due to poverty, the eyes were bright.

I smiled softly at the eyes that gave me a somewhat familiar feeling.

“That’s right.”

It’s not that you don’t believe in the Salvation Church, but you have a different faith.

We live in an era where we cannot live without worshiping something.

A true support that they covered up with a smokescreen called democracy.

A group of humans could be seen approaching from a distance.

A beautiful woman stands at the forefront of them all.

I smiled softly and whispered.

“The leader of the Minguk Church has passed away.”