_Don't let your guard down
w. Eonhyang
"JK, when do I have to go in?"
The meeting will start in about 10 minutes. I think you can come in then. I'm not attending meetings, so I'll give the signal once all the executives are in the conference room.
"Okay, I got it."
With my final answer, I hung up the phone with Jungkook and handed it back to Park Jimin. Finally, I put on my mask, put on my earbuds, and tied my hair up high. Then, I explained the division of labor once more.
"RM, hack the CCTV in the car and keep us updated on the situation. J-HOPE, take care of the basement 1 and 2 with some of the kids. SUGA, take care of the 1st and 2nd floors. J, take care of the 3rd and 4th floors, and I'll take care of the 5th and 6th floors. JIN, take care of the injured kids on the 4th floor, and make sure V doesn't approach JIN from the building in front, and take care of the kids around him. The kids with serious injuries will have someone carry them to the 4th floor, and the kids who aren't injured much will get treated quickly and be sent back in. Then I'll go straight to the boss. RM, take care of the 5th and 6th floors where I'm not."
As soon as I finished speaking, a text came from Jungkook, and we immediately entered the Big Hit organization's headquarters. We quickly subdued the gatekeepers and went to our respective floors, dispatching the enemies rushing towards us. Gunshots and screams could be heard here and there. I, who didn't really use weapons, only kept a pistol in my back pocket and fought with my bare hands. Desperate to get to the boss on the 7th floor, the highest floor, I quickly knocked out the enemies. Then, when an opponent grabbed my right wrist with strong pressure, I immediately raised my leg and kicked him, knocking him down, then stomped on his chest, knocking him unconscious.
"I don't have time for the likes of you, kid."
-Big Hit Boss has just entered the chairman's office.
I heard Namjoon's voice through the earpiece, telling me that Big Hit's boss had entered the chairman's office. My wrist, where I'd been held earlier, stung a little. But I ignored it and ran up to the 7th floor with a few people. I kicked open the doorknob of the chairman's office and, as expected, saw the boss sitting in his chair, biting his fingernails and looking anxious. Why do all the opposing bosses bite their nails like that? It's so annoying.
As I entered the chairman's office, a swarm of enemy members swarmed behind me. There seemed to be more of them than last time. A few of our guys collapsed, perhaps taken aback by the sudden incursion. I hurled curses and dispatched the members who rushed toward me, one by one. I kicked a guy who lunged at me with a knife, then turned around and kicked him in the head with the other foot, knocking him unconscious. Then, I picked up a knife that had fallen to the ground and another guy ran at me with a loud roar. I tried to dodge his attack, but it only grazed my right shoulder. However, perhaps because I'd experienced such injuries so many times, I'd built up a tolerance for them, so I casually grabbed his wrist with my left hand and tripped him up. At that moment, a loud noise was heard from outside the door, and Yoongi-oppa came in with his members.
"What about the 1st and 2nd floors?"
"I've taken care of everything."
After Yoongi-oppa arrived and things were somewhat sorted out, with only a few members of the opposing organization left, I took the pistol I had in my back pocket and aimed it at the boss of Big Hit. The moment I was about to shoot, my wrist that had been grabbed earlier started to throb and I couldn't even use my hand. Blood was gushing out of my shoulder and I was shaking. As if he saw me, one of the opposing organization members hit my wrist, made me drop the gun, and attacked me. When I knocked the member out and came to my senses, the boss of Big Hit was right in front of me, standing up from his chair and aiming at me. A gunshot rang out immediately, and then someone blocked my path.
"SUGAR!"
Yoongi, who had been blocking my path and wrapping his arms around me, collapsed. I picked up the pistol I had dropped next to him and aimed it at the Big Hit boss with my left hand. Being right-handed, I managed to hit him in the stomach, slightly avoiding his heart. Then, just in time, I quickly helped Yoongi up to the fourth floor, where I administered first aid and immediately returned to headquarters to begin his surgery in the operating room.
**
"What do you think, Yoongi?"
"He was slightly hit in the side, so there wasn't any major problems, so we moved him to a general ward, but I think we'll have to keep an eye on him. We need to take good care of the wound. But I'm not sure if Yoongi will be able to do that properly."
After Seokjin finished speaking, I collapsed into the chair next to me. I stared blankly for a few minutes before heading to Yoongi's hospital room with the other brothers, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook, who had just arrived. In Yoongi's hospital room, I sat in a chair next to the bed, staring at him with unfocused eyes, and eventually, I let the tears well up in my eyes.
"It's all my fault! If only I hadn't let my guard down... If only I had listened a little more carefully to Park Jimin... This wouldn't have happened..."
Park Jimin came over to me, face buried in the bed, and patted my shoulder, making me cry even harder. After a few minutes, he raised his head again and asked in a wet voice.
"What happened to Big Hit Boss?"
"...I didn't die because I was hit in the heart."
Hearing that, I didn't even have the strength to curse, so I just sat there, mindless. Then, I clenched my fist, blood gushing from my right shoulder, and my wrist turned red, almost swollen. Seokjin oppa saw this and ran over to me in one step.
"Kim Yeo-ju! You need to get treated quickly too. If you keep doing this, you might collapse from excessive bleeding and lose the use of your wrist for the rest of your life."
Seokjin oppa's words didn't resonate with me at all. In fact, I wished it had. Maybe then I'd feel a little less guilty toward Yoongi oppa. Maybe if I was sick, the emotional wounds would dull a little. As I sat there in silence, Seokjin oppa spoke again.
"Do you think it would be better if it ended that way right now? What would Yoongi think if he saw you like that? I think he'd think the same way you did. Because of you. He'd blame himself for the fact that the female protagonist lost the use of her arm because of him. Let's get treated. Get treated and get better quickly so we can go back to killing."
After coming to my senses again at Seokjin oppa's last words, I got up and followed him to the infirmary.
"If you had pushed yourself a little harder, you could have torn your ligaments. It's not easy to endure it until it gets to this point. You're really amazing."
Even when Seokjin was treating me, I couldn't think of anything else. Only this one thought came to mind.
I'm going to kill that bastard.