By Zephyria 
“Anyway, take a look. Doesn’t seem like anything dangerous is inside.”
Mu-hae lightly handed over the letter, but for some reason, he felt a knot in his stomach.
There’s no way this clueless guy is out seducing people. He’s been walking around with his face exposed ever since he came to Jaegang District, so it seems someone was finally captivated by his looks.
They don’t even know how much of a pretty but useless thing he is. He eats twice as much as others in one meal, spouts nonsense, and keeps causing trouble…
“I don’t know. It’s not mine. Jin Mu-hae should open it.”
“Even though it has your name on it?”
“It’s not my letter! It’s Jin Mu-hae’s!”
Seeing him stubbornly shake his head, Jin Mu-hae felt a strange mix of annoyance and satisfaction.
Since the person in question is refusing so vehemently, it looks like I’ll have to open this absurd letter.
Thuk, the seal on the envelope came off easily, and a neatly folded blue letter paper emerged from the inside.
The floral scent was coming from the paper itself. A pungent and sweet smell, as if perfume had been sprayed on it, wafted over.
To Joo-oh, brighter and more radiant than the sky of Goryeo City!
Since our last meeting, I can’t stop thinking about you, so I’m sending you this letter to ask how you are.
The weather outside has been rough for a while, and people’s hearts have been uneasy.
Have you been well? I’ve been spending each day like a year, thinking of Joo-oh.
They say you look at what you like with interest, right?
So, I keep finding things that Joo-oh might like.
Thanks to that, I have a story to tell you. It’s news that Joo-oh will be happy to hear.
It will probably be helpful to your thug roommate who lives with you.
“I didn’t say that.”
“I didn’t say anything.”
Let’s meet in front of the mustard hot dog shop when the sun sets.
I want to see you before today is over.
With affection, your Violet.
Disgusted by the overly embellished handwriting, Mu-hae threw the letter he had finished reading at Joo-oh.
Joo-oh, who had been peeking out from the side, made a tearful face and grabbed his arm.
“It’s a slander.”
“Who said anything?”
“Jin Mu-hae isn’t a thug. He’s a decent young man.”
The guy who had been denying it repeatedly picked up the letter with a sullen look.
It was paper thrown knowing that would happen. Mu-hae willingly took the letter that had been offered to him again.
“So, you’re saying that someone, whether it’s Violet or a sacrificial table, has news that will help me.”
“…So it seems.”
“What’s with the mustard hot dog?”
“Hot dog. Temporary stop.”
For someone who claims it’s not his letter, he’s amazingly accurate at guessing the coded meeting place.
Moreover, isn’t even that code too tailored to Joo-oh? Mustard hot dog, really.
And yet, Joo-oh’s lower lip was puffed out as if he felt wronged. Maybe this guy has an acquaintance he doesn’t remember from somewhere.
“So, do you want to go?”
“Yes. They said they’ll help Jin Mu-hae.”
“How can you trust them when you don’t even know who they are?”
“It’s okay. I’m not in danger.”
It’s been quite a while since he started believing in his groundless boasts. It’s strange, but no matter the situation, if Joo-oh is okay, then it really is okay.
In the end, it looks like they’ll be leaving Goryeo City with just a letter from someone they don’t even know.
He would have just ignored it normally, but Joo-oh is showing interest. There’s no way he can send him outside alone.
“If things get annoying, I’m going to ditch you.”
“It’s really not my letter.”
Ignoring the guy who kept making excuses, he checked the time. There were still a few hours left until sunset.
He’ll have to go outside soon for a Company request, but he could waste an evening or so on nonsense.
“Actually, it’s Jin Mu-hae’s letter, but they sent it to me.”
“I know, so stop talking about it.”
Joo-oh repeated the same thing all the way to the temporary stop. At this point, he couldn’t help but believe that he was being wronged.
But what’s with the look in his eyes that suggests he has an idea about something? It’s absurd, but he’s too lazy to argue further.
He brought a gun just in case, so even if something goes wrong, he can just pick up Joo-oh and run away.
“There it is. Hot dog.”
The air in the stop building was stuffy. The smell of sizzling sausages from a dirty street vendor was spreading.
Mu-hae adjusted the hat on the head of the person following closely behind and strode forward.
Damn it. But as he got closer, the group of burly men he thought were customers turned out to be familiar faces.
“Who do we have here? If it isn’t the hero of Goryeo City.”
Jackal put down the half-eaten hot dog and chuckled. It was too unlucky to have run into him, considering the pile of cigarette butts at his feet.
He clearly looked like he was waiting for someone. Mu-hae pushed Joo-oh behind him with a blank face.
“You’re later than I thought? I expected you to come out sooner.”
“The hero has a heavy ass. He’s such a busy person.”
Jackal’s group snickered among themselves and made unfunny jokes. Because of that, the attention of the people passing by naturally turned to them.
He didn’t know what was going on, but he didn’t like being surrounded like this. Feeling the fingers grabbing his waist and flinching, Mu-hae deliberately asked a question that sounded like a sigh.
“Are you the one? The guy who sent this guy a love letter.”
“A love… what?”
“You said you loved him, you fell in love at first sight, you were afraid of people’s eyes, so you wrote a handwritten letter asking him to elope. Was that you, Jackal?”
Jackal’s face was filled with embarrassment at the unexpected remark. The eyes of the mercenaries passing by immediately focused on them at the stimulating words.
“I thought it was some old geezer who was going on about how there’s no age in love, but you’ve definitely aged a lot.”
Before he could get angry at the harsh words, Jackal’s forehead turned red.
He hurriedly grabbed Mu-hae by the collar and pulled him close. The way he looked around was uncomfortable and even desperate.
He twisted his scarred lips and threatened in a low voice.
“Don’t talk nonsense. I only came out because I was asked to.”
“Aha.”
He was glad he scratched at it, thinking something was strange. It seems the unidentified sender is either rich enough or powerful enough to hire mercenaries for such a trivial matter.
Jackal usually brings his group along wherever he goes as long as he gets paid, but he also has a strong survival instinct and doesn’t take on requests that smell even a little fishy.
If he was only getting paid a lot for a simple meeting, he would have been suspicious, but the fact that he came out and set up camp like this means it was a reliable or hard-to-refuse request…
“That.”
Joo-oh stretched out his hand and pointed to Jackal’s waist.
A glass ornament with blue flowers was attached to his belt loop. It was something that he would never wear if he was in his right mind.
It seemed like he had to get that. It wouldn’t be easy since the target was Jackal, who usually looked down on him, but fortunately, the old man was flustered.
“Hand over the thing and get lost.”
“It won’t be enough with just a few pennies, you know?”
“Why are you shoving such a terrible thing as saying you don’t care if I’m a man or a woman, you’re confident in my ass, so let’s go to Seogyeong City together, into someone else’s doorway? It’s been a terrible morning.”
As soon as Mu-hae raised his voice, Jackal gritted his teeth so hard that it made a sound.
“I never sent that kind of letter!”
“I brought it. Should I take it out and unfold it?”
Jackal’s face contorted as if he really would take out a dirty letter in this chaotic place.
It was certain that these guys didn’t know the contents of the love letter. Mu-hae grabbed the ornament on Jackal’s waist and whispered as a warning.
“You’ve been paid enough, so avoid getting into more trouble.”
If there was a commotion late at night, the lowlifes staying in the terrible dorms would all come out.
Jackal turned his protruding jaw, which he had clenched so hard, away. Noticing the unspoken permission, Mu-hae pulled his fist and cut the loop.
Thuk.
Blue flowers in transparent glass. As soon as the thumb-sized ornament was handed over to Jin Mu-hae, Jackal pushed the chest facing him with a thud and hurriedly left.
He had provoked the tenacious guy, so it would be best not to run into that group for a while.
“Haha! Seogyeong City ass.”
Joo-oh kept laughing as he chased after Mu-hae, wondering what was so funny. He was saying there was no such option and was enthusiastically unfolding his own imagination.
Without paying attention to the familiar nonsense, Mu-hae examined the item he had received.
Now that he looked at it, the blue petals were rolled up paper. Wajijik! When he threw it on the floor and pressed it with his boot heel, the glittering glass broke weakly.
[Is there someone you’re looking for? XXXXX-XXXX]
Crumpled blue paper. Next to the letters that looked like a detective agency’s promotional phrase, a phone number was written in a row.
It was blatantly suspicious. Mu-hae stopped trying to enter the unfamiliar number into his Watch and turned his head.
His gaze was directed at the Dome-shaped Goryeo City. Among them, it was where Sakdal was located.
A strange unpleasantness was creeping in, and it felt like he had experienced it somewhere before…
Come to think of it, Jackal said he was saving money to open a bar after he retired.
The desired location was coincidentally the center of Sakdal. A place with a large floating population and a concentration of black hands.
“Damn it.”
He found him. The person who sent Joo-oh a ridiculous fake love letter.
Without even needing to contact him, it was that guy. He was so sure with just his hunch that he cursed.
The blue head who arbitrarily touched other people’s cheeks came to mind, and Mu-hae’s brow, which had been calm, furrowed.
Cheong is an unpredictable guy. It’s even more so because you can’t tell what he wants.
Mu-hae, who doesn’t enjoy gambling or entertainment, is someone he wouldn’t have gotten involved with in the first place, but after receiving his father’s belongings, he approached him strangely.
But he had been quiet for a while. He had a hunch that it would be troublesome when he threw the machine containing the Return flight information into the sewer, but since then, it was as if someone had taken care of it from behind, and he hadn’t run into him.
Thanks to that, he thought that his ridiculous interest had subsided a bit. He never thought he would reveal his presence like this.
“Looking for Return flight.”
Just like Joo-oh, who was muttering while sitting in the opposite seat, Mu-hae has an important person he hasn’t met yet.
The traitor of the past Return flight. The unknown person who has all of Dmitri’s research. West Wind.
He didn’t know how that person had even grasped the internal information, but the letter sent to Joo-oh was actually aimed at Jin Mu-hae.