[Sentinel Bus] Waste it on me

Ep 3. Day 1 of the Contract

A silence fell as I left a piece of paper in the office. I felt guilty, even though I hadn't done anything wrong to the center director.

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Aren't you going to sign?

As I sat there, pen in hand, the center director asked me a question. As I read through the contract, one clause stood out.

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Read it carefully so you don't get hurt.

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If you have any questions, feel free to ask.

I asked that question without even looking at the director's face. Even after looking at it again, I still needed to understand why such a requirement was necessary.

한여주

I....center director,

He said it a little late. What was the reason?

한여주

Herbal perfume...why is it banned?

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ha...

I walked around the garden. The 13th guide kept running through my head...

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I think her name was Yeoju...

A faint scent of herbs wafted past her as she approached. Sensitive to the scent, my eyebrows narrowed.

I stopped walking and stared ahead. A woman's figure loomed before my eyes.

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city#

All that came out of my mouth was a short curse. Even thinking about it made me feel pathetic.

I turned around and walked towards the door.

It's been 10 years since Sentinel began receiving protection. What happened to me before that?

I hope no one knows.

Because I want to leave it as my own painful past.

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Um... well, how should I explain this?

한여주

....

정호석

There are a lot of things that a sentinel needs to keep in mind.

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Miss Yeoju,

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yes?

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Before the sentinel was protected

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Do you know what happened?

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......

An event even stranger if you don't know about it: it happened 10 years ago. The "Sentinel Massacre."

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yes...

Because my father is the one in charge of that work.

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Think of it as the pain of that job.

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.....

Taehyung... is the victim?

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yes...

An awkward atmosphere hung in the air. Not wanting to waste any time, I quickly signed and packed my bag.

한여주

Here it is,

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Thank you. Level 7 Sentinel Kim Taehyung, please take good care of me. I don't think I've greeted you before, so I'm asking you to do it on my behalf.

I knew Taehyung so well that I was curious about what kind of relationship they had.

I didn't want to continue this atmosphere with the center director. I was a little nervous, but I said, "I'll go," and left the office.

My emotions were complicated. I was embarrassed, wondering how I would ever face the truth if someone told me Taehyung was a victim of the massacre.

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ha...

I took a short breath and left the office.

The clatter of shoes echoed through the hallway. This place was usually quiet, with no sign of life.

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Taehyung...sigh...

After learning about it, I felt more sorry than resentment. It was something that filled me with a deep sense of guilt.

A feeling of frustration washed over me. I wanted to curse God, wondering how such a fate could have come about.

The beginning of a bad relationship... maybe it was repetitive, boring and annoying.

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under...

I held onto my handbag tightly and walked down the hallway, suppressing my anger. My face crumpled more and more as the sound of my shoes quickened.

On the first day of the contract, everything was a mess.