#141

Five days after Kwon Il-taek’s escape, the guest room was no different from a large tomb. Everyone slept in fits and starts, covered with pillows and blankets brought from home, and hardly anyone properly washed. No matter how much ventilation and air conditioning were used, a musty smell lingered. To be precise, it was the smell of the mind and body rotting away.

Fortunately, the the child were away at school. Tae-heun didn’t want the the child to see such a sight. There were still many good things in the world, and it was too soon to teach those young ones about despair. Although he himself had barely realized it after turning thirty, the the child still had plenty of opportunities.

The attitude of the villagers, who had looked at Tae-heun with displeasure, changed day by day. Although they sided with Detective Oh, they were impressed by Tae-heun’s efforts in helping the police organize data, seeking information while enduring the police’s nagging, and conveying the progress of the investigation to them. Desperate to grasp at any straw, they were greatly moved by even small acts of kindness. In just a few days, more voices were calling for the “handsome Young man” instead of “Ji-hye’s father.” He even worried about what would happen if he had bad intentions.

With nearly a hundred people living in the guest room, the supplies stored in the village hall were soon depleted. Everyone had given up their livelihoods and wasn’t going to the market, so all they had to eat was rice and kimchi. So, after breakfast, Tae-heun passed around a piece of paper to write down the necessary medicines and supplies, and then went to town with Man.

After buying what the villagers had requested, they went grocery shopping. Since there was plenty of kimchi, they bought pork for kimchi stew and tofu for miso soup, as well as plenty of seaweed and canned tuna that could be eaten without cooking. Ramen was a given. And for those who didn’t have an appetite, he bought two boxes each of bread, snacks, milk, and drinks to at least give them something to munch on. He bought four boxes of 100-count instant coffee, which had the highest consumption rate. Tae-heun, who didn’t like sweet coffee, added instant coffee for himself.

“Aren’t you overdoing it?”

man asked worriedly, watching Tae-heun take charge of the payment.

“You won’t get it back.”

Even as he said this, the man diligently moved the items from the checkout counter to the cart.

“Who’s trying to get it back? I just want to make a good impression because of Ki-beom and Ji-hye.”

At Tae-heun’s words, the man smiled almost imperceptibly.

“You’ll go broke trying to make a good impression.”

man even made a complaint of sorts, but his voice was more affectionate than ever.

Normally, they would have eaten out while in town, but the two had their own plans. Without delay, they drove the truck back to the village.

Although it wasn’t much, the guest room was lively again with the arrival of supplies and food.

“The bread and milk will go bad quickly, so eat them first!”

At Tae-heun’s shout, the women’s association members sprang into action. The Hyung from the youth association also helped carry things for some reason. They took care of the elderly with mobility issues first, and they paid just as much attention to the village’s only pregnant woman.

“Hey, handsome Young man, could you stop by my house and bring some watermelon? We need to eat it before it all rots.”

That remark became the starting point, and everyone asked him to bring fruit and food from their refrigerators or storage rooms. Tae-heun and the man willingly stopped by each house to find the items and put them in the guest room’s refrigerator or deliver them directly to those who had requested them. Or they would all sit together and share. Those who had been groaning and suffering for five days somehow smiled and encouraged each other.

Thanks to that, Tae-heun and the man felt good too. Despite the villagers’ insistence that they stay for lunch, the two got into Tae-heun’s Benz as if by appointment. It was the same time as yesterday, when the sun was slightly past its zenith.

The car ride home was also amicable. Man, who had been unusually quiet since Nam Ji-hoon’s visit, responded to Tae-heun’s words and laughed at his jokes.

“We used up all our oil, so I bought a couple more cans earlier.”

With the atmosphere so good, Tae-heun subtly brought up the topic.

“I don’t know which one is good. There aren’t many products for sale, so I bought some for now, but tell me right away if Ki-beom doesn’t like it.”

“Yes…”

man answered somewhat ambiguously, paused for a moment, and then said awkwardly, as if reading from a textbook, “But I don’t think I can today.”

“Why? Are you sick? Did it tear?”

At the unexpected words, Tae-heun bombarded him with questions, making a fuss.

“Shit. I tried so hard to be careful. Ki-beom, didn’t you say you were okay? Why didn’t you say anything yesterday?”

He unfairly blamed Man.

Tae-heun had poured all of his rich sexual experience into having sex with Man, really cherishing and caring for him. the man had definitely said he was okay too.

Even after the sex, he had checked when they showered together, just in case. Man’s hole was slightly swollen, but it wasn’t bleeding or torn. Still, since the hole was delicate, he had applied ointment, and he hadn’t even played with his hands while applying it, so why couldn’t he today?

In that short moment, all sorts of thoughts flashed through Tae-heun’s mind.

“It’s not that, Ji-hoon also came by.”

man added calmly.

“Ah. That’s right.”

He had completely forgotten about Nam Ji-hoon. To come at that particular time. Shithead. Tae-heun glared at the car’s windshield as if Nam Ji-hoon was right in front of him.

“So today, just, that.”

“You’re not saying we shouldn’t do it at all, are you?”

“Yes, it’s not that. So… that sa.”

man stopped there and closed his mouth.

“Sa, what? I couldn’t hear you because I was driving.”

Knowing full well what he meant, Tae-heun asked playfully, wanting to hear those words from Man’s mouth.

Man’s neck turned bright red, and he quickly replied, “Let’s not do the inserting thing.” He was trying to say insertion but deliberately used roundabout words. He was slightly disappointed, but he just laughed because it was like Man.

“Okay. Then everything but insertion.”

In the end, Tae-heun said it himself.

man stared out the window without answering.

As soon as they arrived home, they locked the doors and windows. While the man took care of the dogs’ water and food, Tae-heun went inside and checked all the windows and doors that could be opened. He locked all the windows in the kitchen, master bedroom, and boiler room.

“Ki-beom, come quickly.”

He dragged Man, who insisted on watching the dogs eat. After bringing the man inside, he locked the sliding door for the last time.

It was always a kiss first. Of course, if you could call that act a kiss. The two engaged in a kiss that was closer to what people jokingly called “lip bumping.” Everything else was still closer to a physical fight than an act of affection. Everything was rushed and clumsy. Not clumsy because they lacked experience, but clumsy because they wanted each other too much.

As for Tae-heun, he lost his reason. Not that he ever had reason when having sex, but he had at least kept in mind manners and atmosphere when having sex, but he couldn’t do that with Man.

His mind completely gone, he would madly bite, suck, and touch Man, and before he knew it, he would be hard, and as soon as he was hard, he would rub and bump with his hand or dick, ejaculating like a waterfall. Still, it was more satisfying than any other sex. He loved it to death.

man basically didn’t know how to do foreplay. When Tae-heun bit and sucked his nipples, he would try to do the same, but he wasn’t particularly skilled at it. When Tae-heun traced Man’s armpits and navel with his tongue, he would imitate it, but he wasn’t particularly talented.

It was the same with oral sex. Honestly, it wasn’t bad. It was about a 7 out of 10. It was a score that could be considered excellent, but somehow it felt dry. Unlike when they kissed passionately and brought each other to orgasm, there was a slight sense of mannerism in what he did with his mouth.

man was so ecstatic just from being sucked that he couldn’t think about it at the time, but only later did he realize, “Oh, that’s right,” and there was that awkwardness. In his shallow opinion, the man only knew how to satisfy basic desires, but he was clumsy at the act of sharing love. He had practically stopped having sex in his early twenties, so it was understandable. When would an ordinary young man in his early twenties have had time to hone his skills? Besides, he was a widower with a the child.

Thanks to that, he was glad he could teach Man. the man had a lot to learn and was ready to learn. Sucking dick was still a hundred times better for the man than Tae-heun, but everything else was completely behind. He laughed at the thought that he was nothing more than an ugly man, ranking the man and himself after sharing love, teaching him this and that.

Well, since he was born with this much, shouldn’t he have that much pride?

Didn’t he have enough qualifications to rank them?

So the two of them shared love in the sweltering heat and still clung to each other because they liked each other. The fan was constantly blowing hot air, but they didn’t care. They kissed and kissed, resting their arms on each other, then their thighs. Then they made eye contact again and panted, pressing their dicks together.

The dogs started barking just as the two of them had finished cleaning up the house, which was covered in traces of sex. After opening the closed windows and sliding door, the man boiled noodles to make Young radish kimchi noodles for a late lunch.

Tae-heun finished cleaning and went to the boiler room to do laundry. He was putting their clothes, stained with sweat and semen, into the washing machine and didn’t even know anyone had come. At the sound of the dogs barking, he thought Nam Ji-hoon had come again and hurriedly ran out, only to be dumbfounded.

Beyond the high fence, three vans and a sedan kicked up dust as they blocked the gate. It would be more accurate to say they surrounded the house. Man’s eyes, who had been wiping his wet hands with a dishcloth, also widened.

“What’s going on?”

“Shit.”

man and Tae-heun said at the same time.

That damn sedan.

Anyway, he was so eager to show off.

A car that shouldn’t have been there just happened to appear in front of Man’s house. Tae-heun scratched his eyebrow.

man looked bewildered as he stared at the men getting out of the vans. They all had short buzz cuts, wore black cotton T-shirts and jeans, and wore sneakers. They looked like a mix of Tae-heun and the man from earlier. They were all wearing ball caps, so it was impossible to recognize their faces. The only thing that told them they were police was the truncheon in their hands. Of course, gangsters also used them.

Still, Tae-heun didn’t expect them to break into the house. He was watching a group climb onto the blue roof when the gate opened with a loud noise. The dogs barked enthusiastically. The four or five men who were preparing to enter the house hesitated as the dogs lunged at them, ready to bite.

“Please catch the dogs!”

The black ball cap shouted.

Only then did the man come to his senses and hurriedly stepped down to the porch. He called the dogs without even putting on his slippers properly.

The excited dogs didn’t listen to Man. the man had no choice but to grab their collars and barely tie them up. Then the men scattered, two into the house, and the rest searched the yard, warehouse, and chicken coop.

“Take off your sneakers before you go in there!”

Tae-heun shouted at the police who were entering the house with their sneakers on. But no one came out to take off their sneakers. Then there was the sound of household items breaking. What was the point of looking quietly? Anyway, they were so fussy. He grumbled openly that the police were no different from gangsters.

man rolled his big eyes and kept turning his head towards the sound. He looked up, then at the warehouse, then listened to the sound coming from inside the house. Then he was shocked to see an unidentified man being dragged out of the chicken coop.

Tae-heun was just as surprised. He knew Nam Ji-hoon had taken pictures, but he never thought they would be watched.

man searched for Tae-heun with his eyes. Tae-heun nodded to indicate he was okay. He gestured with his eyes, implying that the distance between the main room and the chicken coop was considerable. The problem wasn’t the noise, but the fact that the bastard had been inside the house, but he didn’t want to make him unnecessarily anxious, so he acted like it was nothing.

Amidst the commotion, the main character, who should have already appeared, was still nowhere to be seen. As if he had been a servant in a past life, he only appeared when called.

“What’s taking you so long? Come in, quickly!”

Tae-heun shouted loudly towards the outside.

Then, pushing open the green gate, a man in a suit appeared.

142 – Chapter Title Without Number