What are you going to do if you know my identity?

EP. S2-1

My hands were soaked with blood. I had lost track of time, wondering how many years had passed. It wasn't easy living trapped inside.

Life was easy. Why? Because of the boss's thoughtless, thoughtless shot at the shoulder instead of the head, intending to kill someone. He seemed to have missed his aim, but it had nothing to do with him.

My phone was completely bullet-riddled, unusable. I tried to contact anyone, but no one had even a single phone number memorized. This was the aftereffect of the useless smartphone era.

I was planning to just take out that worthless boss and leave, but since he was believed dead, hiding was a real hassle. There were a few other useful guys inside, so I briefly considered bringing them back. But then a sudden question struck me and put an end to that thought.

"My kids, don't you think I'm dead?"

This made me wonder if my own organization would survive. I could always find out later, after all. I washed the blood that filled my hands in a random public restroom. The sink glowed red. That wasn't my concern.

He pulled his cap down low and put on his mask. Still, it was a surprise, wasn't it? He could just confirm the organization later. Ji-hoon, as if it were a given, walked in the opposite direction from the organization.

I even had a fleeting thought: "If that kid has a new girlfriend, should I just shoot her?" I thought it would be fun to shoot her, but I opened the door, hoping she didn't have a new boyfriend.

"Oh, welcome. Is there anything you need?"

"Is Mr. Kwon Soon-young there?"

"Soonyoung? Oh, yes. I'll call you."

I spoke in a slightly lower voice, and Seungcheol seemed to not recognize me either. Watching Seungcheol's back as he meekly went to pick up Soonyoung, I lifted my head. I don't know how many years it's been, but it's been a while since I've seen him. Will he cry? Will he hug me? My heart fluttered for no reason.

"Hello, I'm Kwon Soon-young. Are you looking for me?"

Still, I didn't intend to immediately reveal that I was Lee Ji-hoon. I wanted to have fun. After much deliberation about how to say it, I blurted it out.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Kwon Soon-young. I am from the WZ organization."

"....yes?"

A slight wavering in his eyes was evident. That was to be expected. Recently, no one in the WZ organization, except Seung-kwan, had contacted him.

"....What brings you here?"

"Lee Ji-hoon... You know, right?"

Pindo rolled his eyes. He couldn't see the face because of the hat and mask, but he had a feeling he could tell who it was.

"who are you?"

"I am one of the WZ organization. And the reason I came is,"

Should I just say it? I felt a little sorry for the tears welling up in my eyes even though I hadn't done anything. I thought it would be best to just say it.

"It was Lee Ji-hoon's order."

"....Huh? What is that.."

It didn't take long to pull down the mask. As I removed it and waved, Soonyoung's eyes darted around. She was either incredibly flustered or flustered, trying to grasp the situation. Seungcheol, standing next to her, also seemed flustered, saying, "Uh."

“It’s been so long, why are you only moving your eyes?”

“What is this…”

Soonyoung finally covered her face. Her shoulders were visibly shaking, as if she couldn't hold back the tears. Seungcheol, too, seemed too busy to comfort her, merely repeating "What's going on?" and "What's going on?"

I vaguely heard people passing by whispering, "Why are you crying, Sunyoung?"

"Stop crying, okay? Your face is a mess."

"Ugh... Are you crazy..!!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't know I'd be this late... huh?"

Jihoon was a little flustered because it was the first time he'd seen her cry like this, but he hugged Soonyoung and patted her on the back. Seungcheol, too, seemed to tear up at this scene, and turned around, raised his head, and continued to stare at the ceiling.

"Thank you for waiting."

Well, it's not as good as I thought.. ㅠㅠㅠ