GMC 149

The joyful summer vacation passed by in the blink of an eye. It would have been better if it had been four days and three nights, or even five days and four nights. However, knowing that the busy Yeom Cheon-ho and Moon Gyeon-woo had gone to great lengths to make time, Yeon-rok promised himself another trip in the future, despite his lingering regrets.

Upon returning home, Yeon-rok unpacked his things and took a bath, then headed straight for the safe. With a pounding heart, he pressed the passcode. 123123, beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep. As soon as he pressed it as Choi Hwan had told him, he heard the clicking sound of the lock releasing.

“Huh, what is this?”

Yeon-rok was startled when he opened the safe. The inside was incredibly dazzling. The first things he saw were bright yellow gold bars. With gold prices rising lately, it looked like it would be worth hundreds of millions of won at a glance. Not only that, but it was filled with bundles of banknotes, checks, cuff links with gemstones, and expensive men’s accessories.

Without realizing it, Yeon-rok stepped back and clicked the door shut. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust the people in this house, but his timid heart, having seen this treasure vault, demanded security for its own peace of mind. He stared at the immense wealth with a frown.

“Not only did he settle in as an unemployed bum, but he actually extorted this much money?”

Lamenting, Yeon-rok stealthily took out a wristwatch. Even at a glance, it looked so luxurious that he couldn’t even guess how expensive it was.

“Could this be…?”

Yeon-rok trailed off. Were those secret sparkles at every digit diamonds? At this level, it would be expensive even if it were second-hand. After hesitating, he bravely tried it on. The cool, sleek metal strap clung tightly to his wrist. The texture was smooth and nice, but his nerves failed him, and he carefully put it back.

“Ah, here it is!”

Yeon-rok found his well-worn diary at the very back of the safe. This stolen stolen contentcontentdiary wasn’t something he wrote in every day. He wrote in it when there was a particularly noteworthy event or when a streak of bad luck occurred that warranted a lament. He sat in a chair and opened the diary.

“Around here, maybe.”

He flipped through the pages from the beginning, searching for the point where he lost his memories. It started here. A record from a certain Christmas day.

There was clearly nothing on the ground, but I tripped over a rock and fell. Fuck.

It’s already annoying as hell to be out working on Christmas…

Scraped my knees, broke a window, lost money. I’m doing great.

He didn’t remember any of it, but it was clear he had spent a truly miserable Christmas. Not surprising. With a smirk, Yeon-rok turned the page. As he slowly read through the records of his unfortunate and unlucky days, he reached the date around when he met his name partners. He paused. The first words he saw were strange.

This is fucking bullshit.

Baffled, he checked the records of the name matching center on his phone. It was indeed the exact date he met his name partners. Yeon-rok tilted his head. What on earth happened that he would write a curse word on the happy day he met three name partners? As he turned the page, the following content was shocking.

Do the fans know that Choi Hwan is such a rude piece of work?

Wow, how can everyone ignore a person so much. Fuck. They must think I’m pretending to be close because I like them or something.

Choi Hwan, you bastard. I bought him a doll he said he liked, and he just threw it away.

It’s so hard to see President Yeom’s face.

Became Choi Hwan’s lackey. Let’s just use this opportunity to make money. Haha.

Asked President Yeom for a date? Anyway, I asked and got rejected… So embarrassing.

In a diary he usually only sought out when things were hard, his past self had written curses about his name partners almost every single day. This meant that bullshit happened daily. No matter how he looked at it, this wasn’t just a simple case of shyness. With trembling eyes, Yeon-rok continued to read.

Moon Gyeon-woo had a lover… No wonder he ignored me so coldly. This morning, I got a nosebleed because of contact deficiency… Is it really this hard to hold hands with a name partner?

He had a lover?! Moreover, he had three name partners, yet he was treated so poorly that even holding hands once was difficult?!

Fire broke out at home… I feel guilty because it feels like it was my fault.

Ah, there was a fire? Well, that’s not particularly surprising, so he passed over it.

The world is too small… I met So-yul today. She’s already married and has a child, so what am I doing? I have three name partners, but I’m so lonely. And why does President Yeom tell me not to open that door? It’s too suspicious. Why are all my name partners like this?

Seeing the name of an ex-lover, Yeon-rok sighed. Not to open a door—he had no idea what that meant. Even Yeom Cheon-ho, who didn’t have curses written about him, seemed to have some kind of problem. Now, Yeon-rok’s brow was deeply furrowed.

Another nosebleed due to contact deficiency…

Couple hell, fuck.

Fuck, no matter how much money he gives me, I’m never going on a date with Choi Hwan again.

Wow lol… I need to escape this disaster. If I date these three people again in the future, I won’t be Lee Yeon-rok, I’ll be Lee Cho-rok.

He couldn’t even imagine how much of a disaster it must have been for him to resolve to change his name. As he read, he felt so sorry for his past self that he almost cried. The following content became even more absurd.

Choi Hwan, that bastard, left me at a club. Fuck. I almost got kidnapped on my way home.

Someone tried to pick the lock to my room and come in… But everyone says they didn’t do it. Who the hell was it?

Almost got kidnapped? He even seemed to have almost suffered something strange—really? What on earth happened to his past self? At this point, he was practically a victim of a crime.

Fuck, I’m already hurting to death, but Choi Hwan and Moon Gyeon-woo bullied me. Still, I felt a bit better.

Moon Gyeon-woo, you son of a bitch, give Yeondu back!! You despicable bastard, threatening people.

Seeing Choi Hwan’s family in chaos, I think there are some families that are better off not existing. I think I’ve used up a lifetime’s worth of curses today.

Yeon-rok’s lifelong wish was to have a family. And until now, he had never doubted that his name partners would become his family. [unauthorized copy]stolen contentunauthorized copy -->Even so, he didn’t know what Choi Hwan had done to make him say that some families are better off not existing.

Seeing that he didn’t specifically curse Choi Hwan in that instance, the thought crossed his mind that there might be other circumstances. However, since the content written in the diary so far had been so negative, Yeon-rok soon shook his head.

Yeom Cheon-ho… in the CEO’s room… why is there blood..? Bluebeard..? A… murderer..?

This was really, truly, what on earth was this… It wasn’t a diary so much as a stream of consciousness, but the content was ominous. Wondering if he had written it while drunk, he continued reading for now.

Got burns on my thighs because of Moon Gyeon-woo and Choi Hwan… Sprained my ankle too…

Choi Hwan, you crazy bastard, why are you fueling the scandal!! I should have hit him a few more times.

He checked the date again. Even several months after meeting his name partners, Yeon-rok was continuing to suffer. It seemed violence had even been exchanged. Yeon-rok’s expression turned cold, and then his eyes widened.

President Yeom… really a serial killer..?

Today’s event was truly shocking. To think there’s such a piece of human trash in the world.

He clutched his hair. What is this, seriously! How on earth did the mention of a serial killer come up! He should have written down what was so shocking! Did it mean CEO Yeom Cheon-ho was a piece of human trash? He couldn’t believe that the person who seemed the most normal might actually be the one with the most serious problem.

S T O P F I G H T I N G A L R E A D Y ! ! !

President Yeom and Choi Hwan tortured me in the gym. I had no choice but [visit visit our site -->visit our siteour site]to give up the safe’s passcode.

As a result of reading through the diary, it was clear that he hadn’t given the safe’s passcode to Choi Hwan out of trust. Even so, to think it was a passcode obtained by torturing him in league with Yeom Cheon-ho…

Barely writing in my diary now because I was kidnapped by that lunatic Moon Gyeon-woo. He was a crazier human than I thought. Truly crazy. Crazy bastard…

The word “crazy” appeared four times. He was kidnapped? What did he do after kidnapping him? Did he beat him up because he hated him so much? What kind of crazy thing did he do? Each event was utterly shocking, but it was frustrating that the details were written so briefly. Yeon-rok vowed that when he wrote in his diary in the future, he would record things in detail in case of memory loss.

I told them to stop fighting, but they didn’t listen to a word I said and fought again! This time, all three of them, including President Yeom, are the same! If I deal with them again, I won’t be Lee Yeon-rok, I’ll be Lee Cheong-rok.