Healer

e other person had escaped and pretended not to know, he would be held responsible.
Methadone tapped Cocaine.

“By the way, Marijuana that bastard hasn’t contacted, I wonder what happened?”

“Who knows.”

“No, I had a dream yesterday, Marijuana was bleeding and yelling save me! Help me! I don’t know what to do.
I think… Omg! Fuck, you scared me!”

Methadone found Yaba walking next to him and caught his breath.

“Why are you eavesdropping on what other people are saying?”

“I was walking and you were talking.”

Yaba went ahead, ignoring the curses that hit the back of his head.
At the end of the hallway he ran into someone at the T-junction.
It was Cha Yiseok and Giha.

“How are you today?”

The young men talked in whispers.
It was also the first time Yaba had seen Cha Yiseok walk with such a gait like that.
The young men froze due to fear of Giha, and Yaba’s heart pounded for other reasons as well.

“Hello!”

While the eunuch singers bowed their backs all at once, only Yaba stood stiffly.
Cha Yiseok, who was looking around the young men, gently raised his eyebrows.
His eyes found Cocaine.
Cocaine was silent.
Yaba looked at Cha Yiseok through the mask.
He seemed like he still had no memory of that day.

“Only Cocaine go in and the rest go to the waiting room.
Executive Director Cha wants some quiet.”

Giha spoke.
It was as if cold water was poured on Yaba’s chest.
Methadone spoke to Cocaine in a muffled voice.

“Seems like he just wants some small time with you.
Why are we all here today? At this rate, business is going to be dead?”

“Just wait a little bit, there are a lot of reservations for next time.”

Cocaine calmed them down with a puzzled look.
The guys returned to the waiting room one by one.
Yaba was lost on the spot, and then moved along with his crushed emotions.
At that time, Giha blocked the way.
He tried to avoid him, but he blocked his way again.
Yaba wrinkled his brows.

“Move.”

Giha turned his head to Cha Yiseok without saying a word.

“Executive Director.
You said earlier that you need a brazen and irresponsible guy, right?”

Cha Yiseok replied.

“Right.
Someone who hates to believe in something like a healer, and shudders just thinking about it.”

“Right.
Obviously you said that.”

The two chatted in low voices without even looking at Yaba.
Giha said while touching his chin.

“There is a guy with a natural talent for that.”

At the same time, Cha Yiseok and Giha’s eyes focused on Yaba.