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The Mist Vol 3 Chapter 50
🕑 Added 2024-09-27 11:18:13 +0000 UTCVol 3 Chapter 50
Min-hoo's eyes returned with a somewhat pitying look, but Kapros couldn't understand what it meant. So in the end, he had to drink and drink more while talking about the time he met Caesar and Yu-wan. And at some point, his vision turned black.
When Kapros suddenly regained consciousness, he could hear the noisy voices of the pojangmacha customers, the sound of cooking, the clinking of glasses, and mixed in with all that, the voices of Ju-yeol-hyung and Min-hoo talking beside him.
"Anyway, that bastard Caesar spouted nonsense about not intending to kill us and left like that? If he shows up one more time, that'll be his death anniversary at my hands."
"Hyung, have you finished all your quests?"
"No, not yet. What about you, you've only done one? Are you crazy? I wonder if you've gotten a contract offer from the branch manager. Hasn't that Electric Knight quest guy who newly joined you guys finished more than you? Hehehe. Isn't he a high school student? This is worse than a high schooler."
"What are you saying? I've contracted too! I have!"
"If you did, you did. Why are you getting so worked up... Punk. Are you drunk?"
"..."
After a low laugh, Kapros heard hyung exhale contentedly. Along with that, he felt a gaze on him.
"Ah... But I was really surprised earlier. Hey, you punk. Were you the only one who knew about this good stuff?"
"Ah, please stop hitting me, hyung-nim. I only saw it once in the game, and today was the first time in person. And I wasn't the only one who saw it, that guy knows too."
"What do you mean hitting? I'm patting you. By the way, when you say that guy, do you mean Dark?"
"Yes."
Kapros wanted to get up when he heard Min-hoo answering after hyung's leisurely voice, but his eyes wouldn't open properly and he felt dizzy. His body felt like it was floating in the air with no sensation, making it impossible to move. Judging by the hard feeling pressed against his face, it seemed he was currently slumped over the table.
When did I drink so much to get knocked out like this?
"Come to think of it, that guy... What on earth is he thinking as he wanders around? I can't understand him any more than Caesar."
"In some ways, he might be even worse than Caesar... That guy. Anyway, it's fortunate that he doesn't seem to have any bad intentions towards Mu-heon or the others."
Kapros, who had been trying to wiggle his fingers while struggling to clear his drowsy mind, stopped moving when he heard these words. Despite his foggy mind, he could immediately tell who they were talking about. And he also had a near-certain feeling that if he got up now, this conversation would stop right away.
"How do you know that? Did you see him?"
After a moment of silence at Ju-yeol-hyung's gruff voice, Min-hoo spoke.
"No... But if his goal was something like fraud... he would have achieved his purpose long ago with time to spare, but that guy's personality was a million light-years away from being that kind of con artist. Besides, although there were many strange points, he was a pretty decent guy except for not talking about those things."
"..."
"Well... Of course, the 'not talking' part was the strangest. Even now... But you know, it's kind of like, 'It's none of your business, and I won't bother you, so don't worry about me,' that kind of feeling. It felt awkward to ask even though it was strange. It could be personal circumstances, or it might turn out to be nothing much."
"What great thing is he doing to keep such secrets? That bastard. Isn't he looking more suspicious by not saying anything?"
"That's true."
"When I saw the video that came out this time, I was so dumbfounded I thought I was going to die. And then he says 'no comment' about why he pretended to be dead, what kind of bastard does that? How does he expect to maintain relationships with others talking like that? Relationships between people need mutual trust and honesty. Ah... That appetite-ruining bastard. It's even more infuriating that he didn't even make excuses. And yet this guy here forgave him again..."
Hyung's voice, which had been speaking rapidly as if in anger, suddenly took on a gentle tone. Kapros could also feel a painless hand regularly patting his back. He tried to understand their conversation with his flickering mind, but it was foggy and difficult to even think.
"...If it were me, I would have beaten the crap out of him and settled it for good, but this guy doesn't talk much, he's really a good kid."
No, hyung. I didn't say it, but I actually beat Yu-wan up quite a bit...
At hyung's gentle voice, Kapros heard Min-hoo sigh.
"Sometimes it's scary though..."
"Huh? Scary? What is?"
"It's nothing."
After Min-hoo's curt reply, there was a moment of silence, and then hyung suddenly said.
"You know."
"..."
"When I first saw him, I had never seen a guy with such empty eyes before."
There was no response to that, but hyung continued.
"It's not to brag, but I've seen all sorts of twisted bastards in my life. I've seen many who claim to be unhappy. You know what's characteristic about those guys? They carry a flame of anger in their hearts. Even if they don't express it, they're full of anger. So when you look into their eyes, you can see fire. A fire that could explode, or at least burn more and consume everything."
"..."
"But, that kind of fire can be put out somehow. Even if ashes remain later, you can use them as fertilizer and plow the field again. But this guy didn't have any of that. He was walking around with dead fish eyes, without even a spark. I really don't like those eyes. Those eyes, they're the kind you'd only see in someone who has truly given up on everything. Can you imagine that?"
Glug.
After the sound of pouring alcohol, hyung took a big gulp and placed his large hand on the back of Kapros's head.
"If it were someone else, I might have hit him and said, 'Hey, you bastard, what's with those eyes?' But I couldn't. You know why?"
Instead of an answer, another hand gently rested on Kapros's back.
"Hehehe... Because his eyes were unbelievably handsome."
