Chapter 1534 – Gummer Gaiden – Demon of the Other World

That guy was my fan. No. Rather, did he realize that he was me with just one word? Geun-soo and her mother her still look bewildered.

By the way.

Red ginseng.

When I heard the story suddenly, the taste of red ginseng seemed to circulate in my mouth. Its unique spicy taste… I didn’t like it very much, I thought it was rather tasteless, but I bought it with my own money, so I ate it often anyway.

Seeing me like that, my father would take another one out of the fridge and put it in my hand, asking me to eat another one with a look of sympathy. It was bought with my own money in the first place. I don’t know why he patronizes what he bought with my money, but he used to eat two for that.

My father, who gave me another one, liked it as if he had done something very fatherly… Well, that wasn’t bad. Because it was better than having a seizure.

Anyway, I haven’t eaten in a long time.

“It’s red ginseng.”

Then it wouldn’t be bad to eat after a long time.

“I haven’t eaten in years.”

ㅡHurt!

I immediately opened the gate and went outside. It’s a red ginseng store. I can find it quickly. Because Koreans were still crazy about red ginseng. As soon as I expanded my senses, the red ginseng store was captured. I headed there

“Oh, oh, oh…!”

Surprising red ginseng boss.

“I heard they sell red ginseng here. Take it out.”
“All, all, all, all, you…! No! Here! Everything here is for sale, so if you look around…!”

I’d like to say something more to the surprised boss, but that’s not important right now.

—Sue.

After buying roughly 1 million won like that.

— Hurray.

I opened the gate again and went home.

“Oh, oh oh…!”
“Oh my gosh…”

Mom and Geun-soo still looked bewildered. Geun-mi was also in a state of sitting hesitantly, as if her legs were weak. Only my father was looking at me.

“…”

Unreadable face.

Originally, it seemed more erratic, but today’s father looked quite calm and composed.

“Uh. Eat red ginseng.”

— Teruk.

I put down the red ginseng paper bag in front of my father and said.

“…”

Silence.

While Geunsu, Geunmi, and Mom were all silent, the father also looked at Hongsambaek with his mouth closed.

And.

—Sue.

Father stretches out his hand.

Like.

It’s like… It’s a delicate and soft touch like holding a newborn child.

Did he even know how to use his hands like that?

My father, in my memory, was the one who, let alone gently touch something with his hand his, would immediately slash his hand whenever he grabbed something and broke it or missed it. He even punched a fish he had caught just because he cut the flesh wrong while cleaning it. Once, while slicing a tomato, he had a seizure because he couldn’t remove the top, and he squeezed the tomato with his hands and popped it.

Even so.

With the feeling of touching a very small piece of glass, my father grabbed the red ginseng bag, took out the red ginseng box inside, and opened it.

Inside the pack was a pack of red ginseng packaged in liquid form.

“…”

Do you want to eat that much?

I just heard that he hasn’t eaten red ginseng since I disappeared. To cut off that favorite red ginseng. Could it be because I’m missing?

If so… That’s surprising.

I thought that even if I disappeared, I would shake it off and live on my own.

ㅡ…

My father stared at the red ginseng pack with eyes as if he was looking at something very affectionate.

It’s as if it’s a precious treasure… Medusa, who succeeded in a come-from-behind victory at the last minute, looks at Perseus who has become a stone statue.

“Hmm.”

Is it because the missing son has returned?

It looked very impressive.

It’s amazing that he recognized me as soon as he saw me.

So.

You can buy some red ginseng.

“I bought it, so eat it. What are you just watching?”
“…All.”
“What?”
“This is not…”

What?

—Sue.

My father, who put down the red ginseng pack, shook his head.

“It’s not the brand I’ve always had.”
“What?”
“With what I’ve always eaten… I want to eat.”

I’m loading the night.

“Just eat this fuck.”

ㅡTack!

The moment he shot it in his father’s forehead.

“Ooh oh oh oh oh oh oh!”

Father fell backwards and let out a scream like your own.

“What kind of bar did you bring? Order the one you always eat? I went and bought it myself, so don’t complain and just eat it.”
“Yes, yes, you bastard…!”

My father, who had passed over, stood up rubbing his forehead.

Hehe, I didn’t hit you hard.”

That look was pretty fun.

Of course, it didn’t hit me too hard. That’s why there wasn’t even a red mark left, but a face like that.

“No. But father? How did you find out? No. Did you really find out? Didn’t you say, ‘Take care’ to everyone who comes with dementia?”
“…”

At my words, my father was silent for a moment.

Then, grabbing a red ginseng pack.

“…Abby.”

I opened my mouth.

“Isn’t it natural for you to recognize your child?”

Oh

“It is the duty of a father.”

Heavy.

Heavy.

Such a voice.

“No matter how much his appearance his has changed, I have no choice but to recognize him.”
“…Right.”

I could see why.

Still, this person worried about me a lot.
Growing up with so much respect.

“Then from the beginning?”
“…I became convinced while watching the news.”

ㅡ woo woo woo.

While saying that, my father gulped down the red ginseng pack.

—Gulp.
—Gulp.

Slowly.

He swallowed all the red ginseng liquid in his mouth.

— Sarak.

Carefully set the empty pack down.

Then he turns around and sits down.

ㅡ It’s okay.

I picked up the newspaper again.

“…It’s delicious.”
“…”
“It’s really good.”

I turn around … I can’t see my face his.

“Really… Delicious.”

Somehow, my throat is choking.

I immediately opened the red ginseng pack and sucked it up.

“It’s fucking delicious… It’s just fucking bitter.”

If something like this is delicious… Military stewed kodari is a court dish. It is a taste that cannot be tasted.

ㅡ It’s okay.

My father, who turned his back on me, passes the newspaper.

The newspaper was upside down.

“…Chicken legs.”

Vivid memory.

His father kept four of his legs on his plate when he ordered two chickens, and was a man who concentrated on picking up the ass meat and wings that were piled jointly in the chicken box.

“Does it taste better than eating your dog alone?”
“Ah…”

ㅡ Touk.
—Thud. Pop.

“Of course.”

Drops of water dripping from somewhere.

“Isn’t it the red ginseng my eldest son bought?”

Wet the upside down newspaper.

“More than anything, it’s delicious.”

Chew.

“What the fuck are you crying again…”
“The eye drops… I didn’t put the eye drops… Go get some eye drops…”
“Fuck you, I’m not buying… What the fuck, I cried and said something like eye drops…”

Tears.

It seemed to flow.

“Fuck really…”

With tears dripping down my back, my father reached behind him and fumbled for the red ginseng carton. I put red ginseng packs on each hand.

— Gulp.
— Gulp.

I didn’t cry.

Just with my father.

As if doing a masterpiece.

I sucked and drank the stretched red ginseng pack.

“Red ginseng sticks… Are there any red ginseng sticks… Red ginseng jelly and red ginseng candy… I want to eat them.”
“Fuck there’s nothing like that…”
“This guy dares… To… Swear at… My father…”
“Dad hit me like shit too. Lineage made me fucking fuck it too.”
“Auto-hunting… Auto-hunting system… Came out…”
“So was it good?”
“Automatic, auto-hunting is running… Keuheuk…!”

Suppressed sobs.

“Geun-tae, your thoughts…!”

He thought of me while turning on auto-hunting.
Absurd father.

“It’s me… Keuheuk!”

The father who used to hunt automatically.

Now he was fully bent over and shaking his shoulders. It’s not about bursting into laughter. He was holding his breath and crying. Because a father could not cry ugly in front of his children.

I realized that I can get drunk by eating red ginseng.

Not zero.
I had only bad memories like that.

Father was father

“Keuheuk… Keuheugh…!”

Father cried and ate red ginseng.

“It’s delicious… It’s so delicious…! Heh, hehe…! Really… It’s delicious…!”
“…”

I also rubbed my eyes with my hands, and a little water came out.

While doing so

“I-I’m really the type that’s working hard…?”

Geunsu, who was behind him, approached cautiously and asked. Looking at it up close, it was really cool. It’s over 30 lines. However, he seems to be in his mid-40s, probably because of the gate incident or whatever.

“Is this the Geun-Tae hyung who used to talk about emotes all the time?”
“No, you bastard. That’s you. Ahh. This bastard is just blaming everything that he doesn’t have a brother.”
“Tongue, brother…!”

Tears flowed from Geunsu’s eyes. Seeing that made me feel embarrassed. This baby … I shed tears because of my brother.

“No, fuck it, but why did this bastard, Geun-mi, change like this?”

Geun-mi, who was sitting on the other side, reacted to my words.

“Ji, are you a real brother? Are you really Geun-Tae’s brother?”
“Then you’re a real brother, you bastard if you curse him with this dog.”
“Uh, if it’s cursed! It’s real!”
“You fucking bought it back then and I was fucking beaten too dude.”
“Why do you curse me for that… Aaaaa!”

Geun-mi, who suddenly stood up while tearing her hair, ran into the room.

ㅡjajajajak!

I started tearing the Heavenly Horse Kim Cut poster that had been decorated on the wall. No, that nursing care bastard? Wasn’t it close to me? Looking back, I think I used to play a lot of strange pranks.

“A bitch tearing up my poster?”
“Then fuck of course I’ll tear it up! I can’t believe I collected oppa’s posters…!”
“Work hard!”

While doing so, Geun-soo ran to me, crying with her arms open, probably thinking of hugging me.

“Go away, you imhotep bastard. You fucking messing around with all this fucking old man, dude.”
“Huh!”

I knelt down and hugged my waist and patted Geun-soo on the back as he was crying.