We're friends before we're bosses.

2. Ready to go and destroy




_Getting ready to smash










w. Eonhyang









"Just leave the others alive. They're so pitiful. And what about the boss?"









"I have to kill him."









I returned straight to the organization office and, trying to get some exercise after a long time, felt a surge of fatigue. I threw off my jacket, placed my phone on the desk, and sat down in my chair, doing some serious stretching. Then, the door suddenly opened, and I frowned slightly before turning my head toward it.









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"I killed the UH boss and they've been killing people in front of their company since yesterday, but how can you kill them like this?"









The one who opened the door was Yoongi, who had been undercover since yesterday, under my orders to kill the UH boss, the killer's mission. He frowned, crossed his arms, and leaned against the wall as he spoke. I turned my head and stood up, speaking.









"Did I know they would do that? And knock. What kind of manners are you supposed to have by suddenly barging into a girl's room like that?"









I sat on the sofa in the middle of the room, crossing my legs as I spoke. Then, Yoongi, who had come over and sat across from me, loosened his tie slightly and spoke.








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"What about the other kids?"









"Jimin is resting, Namjoon oppa is hacking and analyzing UH data, Taehyung and Hoseok oppa are at the shooting range, Seokjin oppa is treating the injured, and Jungkook is probably at Big Hit."









At my answer, Yoongi pretended to think for a moment, then got up from his seat and walked towards the door.








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"Okay, take a rest. I'm tired too, so I need to go and rest."









I watched Yoongi-oppa go out the door for a moment, then lay down on the sofa and closed my eyes for a while.









**









Slowly, my eyes began to open, and I sat up, stretching. Then, something fell from above me with a "thud," and I looked down to see it was a blanket I'd left in a corner of the office. I carefully unfolded the note on the glass table in front of me, and the squiggly writing brought a faint smile to my face.








``Why are you sleeping in a place like this, it's uncomfortable.
You looked cold, so I brought the blanket that was next to you.
If you're tired, go home quickly and rest comfortably.

-Jungkook-``








"I told you not to come to the company too often."








I placed the letter back on the table, picked up the fallen blanket, folded it neatly, and placed it back where it belonged. Then, the door swung open again, and I frowned deeply. I turned my head toward it and looked at it askew.








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"Let's go home now. It's already late."









As he opened the door and walked around with a bang, Park Jimin spoke calmly, he furrowed his already narrowed eyebrows and approached Park Jimin, taking his jacket, cell phone, and wallet.









"Why do guys just open doors without even knocking? They all have absolutely no manners. As expected, Jungkook is the best when it comes to manners. Oh, and Jungkook stopped by the office. Tell him not to stop by so often."









After leaving the office and going to the elevator, Park Jimin pressed the button to go down and looked at the floor number display on the elevator and said.








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"Why are you ordering me around when you could have just said it yourself?"









"Jungkook is a spy now. If I send a message and get hacked, you'll take responsibility?"









I entered the elevator that had just arrived and pressed the button for basement level 1, then waited silently for Park Jimin to speak.









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“Namjoon hyung is stopping you.”









"That has its limits. It's not like they're always watching my phone, and they're busy blocking our information. Since yours hasn't been leaked much yet, you should be somewhat safe."









Arriving at the underground parking lot, Park Jimin opened the passenger door for me, and I got in. He took the driver's seat, and I sat in the passenger seat, and we headed toward my house. Arriving in front of the apartment, I stopped Park Jimin from getting out to open the door for me, and instead got out myself. Before closing the door, I said something.









"You don't have to pull out the chair I'm sitting on and open the door for me. You're not my secretary. Even if you're the boss and the executive, you're still friends before you're the boss, right?"









"...It's just, it's something I do because I like it."









When I smiled slightly, Park Jimin smiled back and spoke, and he stood up and said, “I’m sorry.”









"You didn't forget that you're going to Big Hit tomorrow, right? Go and rest quickly."










"We have to destroy everything tomorrow, don't we? J."