Jong-seok was being seen off by Chemi and Choi Mi-hee at Boston Airport.

Today was the day I finally went back to Korea in the United States where there were many accidents.

"I'll visit you when you're discharged."

After East said he would go to the army, Chemie took him straight to the Marine Corps support station.

I had to consult with my parents, but I went through the enlistment procedure without consulting them because it was obvious that I would only get scolded.

Furthermore, they were at the age when they could decide to join the military without their parents' permission.

The two men, who chose a military department that could join the army as soon as possible, set a date for their enlistment next month and even completed their contract.

Chemi, who decided to take a leave of absence from school and join the military, came out to see Jong-seok off.

"Check out the yeast."

"I will."

"Don't make trouble, either."

"Okay."

Jong-seok, who nodded at Chemi's answer, looked at Choi Mi-hee.

"Samo, have a good rest."

"The kids wanted to come out..."

"You have to study."

Choi Mi-hee, who nodded at Jong-seok's words, opened her mouth.

"Then see you in Korea next time."

"Okay, then I'll go in."

As the flight time approached, Choi Mi-hee and Chemi raised their hands as Jong-seok took his luggage and moved to the departure hall.

"See you in Korea!"

Jong-seok, who waved his hand roughly at Chemi's words, entered the departure hall.

Upon arriving in Korea from Boston, Jong-seok was able to see a welcoming face at the arrival hall.

Parents and Lee Soo-mi were there to meet.

"Jongseok!"

Jong-seok smiled and approached them to see his family waving with a smile.

"It says something great is coming."

"Awesome. My son is here."

Jong-seok hugged her slightly and saw Lee Soo-mi.

Lee Soo-mi was wearing a hat and sunglasses, and even a mask on her mouth.

"If you're here to show your face, you should show your face. You think this is why you can see anything?”

Lee Soo-mi shook her head with a smile at Jong-seok's words.

"When you see your face from here, it's crowded. I'll show you my face at home.”

Jong-seok smiled at Lee Soo-mi and held her hand and began to leave the airport.

***

Jong-seok and his family, who ate at a restaurant in Gangnam where Lee Soo-mi took them, returned home.

She wanted to stay longer with Lee Soo-mi, but she came home with her parents because it was her first day in Korea.

Jong-seok, who talked about his life in the U.S. while eating tea and fruit with his parents, told them to sleep and came into the room.

Three months... I don't know the exact date, but the room that came back after a hundred days was not so different from when he left.

Since Jongseok used the room alone, the room would not be dirty without Jongseok.

Comfortably in bed, Jong-seok, lying down, closed his eyes for a while and got up, bouncing his back.

"You should do what you have to do and sleep. You'll be busy tomorrow as well."

I've been in the U.S. for months, so I have to meet the adults and greet them.

And there are many adults who know Jong-seok, so you'll have to take at least three days.

He got off the bed and Jong-seok opened the desk drawer.

In the desk drawer there was an experience book. Jong-seok, who was looking at the experience book, took it out.

"It's been a long time for you, too.”

Jong-seok, who was looking at the experience book, took out his cell phone and opened a notepad. Jong-seok began to write down his story in the U.S. written on the notepad.

Whenever Jong-seok wrote, his experience began to pile up. After a long time, Jong-seok began to write pleasantly as his experience began to build up.

'And what happened......'

With a smile, Jong-seok began to write down his experiences in the U.S. one by one.

***

Jong-seok was heading for a transport ship after a long time. I contacted the elders of the stationery store before I left the United States.

Will he be able to have a meal the next day after he returns home?

Adults welcomed Jong-seok's request, and that's why we decided to see him on the transport boat today.

'I haven't seen you in a long time.’

Jong-seok, who entered the transport boat with such thoughts, was able to see Kim Suk-soo, who was under the sun in the garden.

"Sooksu."

As Jong-seok approached, Kim looked at him and pointed to the seat next to him. Jong-seok, sitting in the chair next to Kim, smiled and said.

"Did you wait for me?"

"I sat down because of the sun."

When Kim said, Jong-seok glanced at the sky and nodded.

"It's a nice day, though.

"Yes, was the L.A. transport okay?"

"It was good business. And it was localized, so it seemed to suit the taste of Americans."

"How's Chul-soo doing?"

"Yes."

At Jong-seok's words, Kim nodded and said,

"By the way, I'd like to ask you a favor."

"Me?"

"I'm not as energetic as I used to be because I'm getting old these days."

When Kim said, Jong-seok secretly took his hand while looking at him with worried eyes.

"You're still in full swing."

While talking, Jong-seok, who felt the pulse of Kim Sook-soo, warmed his appetite. Kim's words were not just words.

You've lost a lot of energy in a few months.’

Before I went to America, I said hello to Mr. Kim. At that time, he was as energetic as he was for his age, but now he was very weak.

"Are you eating the Bodhisattva?"

"I'm taking good care of it because it's sent every month by the licensing clinic."

"So, do you have any worries these days?"

"No worries, no excitement... I think it's my life to be an event-free peace."

Jong-seok nodded and took off his hand at Kim's words.

"You must have lost your energy because nothing fun happened. From now on, I'll come often and make it fun."

"Maybe."

Somehow, Jong-seok looked at Kim when he said, "I don't have much power."

"And although you've lost your energy, you'll feel better if you take a little rest."

"Really?"

"Yes, I'm an oriental doctor, even if I look like this."

No matter how good you eat, age can't help. It's natural to lose your energy as you get older.

It was natural that Kim Suk-soo, who is close to 80, lost his stamina.

"Yes, I think it's time to take a break, as you said. So, speaking of which... There's something I want you to do for me."

"What do I do?"

"Why don't you make a Korean breakfast for me?”

"Korean breakfast?"

Jong-seok nodded at Kim's words. It doesn't matter if you rest because Kim Ho-young is here, but the mornings of Koreans are different.

I had to have someone to do the broadcast on behalf of Kim Sook-soo.

But when it comes to Korean breakfast, it's an old man. Will people accept me?"

Korean breakfast is a show that has been done by Kim Sook-soo for more than a decade. People wouldn't want a new chef in such a program.

Koreans' breakfast is Kim's, and Kim's breakfast is Korean's.

"Korean breakfast is a program to let people know the beauty of Korea. It's a program that I want to stay with these days when there are many stimulating programs for fun."

"That's true."

Korean breakfast is a popular program for adults and housewives.

Beautiful nature, rural scenery, and the traditional dishes in it were Korean breakfast.

So it was a program that I hoped would continue to be aired for the sake of people's emotions.

"But I can't help but feel less energetic on the show. Can you keep it until I get better?”

Jong-seok nodded at Kim's words. Until Kim's body recovers, he could do it himself.

And viewers will understand that.

"That's enough... Yes, sir."

"Yes, thank you."

"But have you spoken to the station?"

"I talked to producer Cho. Producer Cho said that if you come, I could take over while I'm resting."

"I see."

When Jong-seok nodded at Kim's words, the adults of Moon Bang-woo began to show up one by one through the entrance of the transport boat.

Jong-seok, who sat in a familiar plum, was talking to the elders of the literary circle.

And Jong-seok told me about what happened in the United States. Upon arriving in the U.S., adults were surprised and worried when they talked about the terrorist attacks and fighting them, while Kang Chul-jae laughed and clapped his hands and enjoyed it.

Kang Chul-jae, who was happy to hear Jong-seok's story, exclaimed.

"Ho! Blackwood..."

"Do you know Blackwood?"

"In the past..."

Kang Chul-jae, who was talking, was quiet for a momentarily. And I put my hands together as if I was thinking about something and nodded.

"Well, it's been 20 years, so the confidentiality period must be over."

"Twenty years?"

"Many of the operations I've done should not be known to the outside world. The operational confidentiality period is between 10 and 20 years."

"I see."

"I used to work with Blackwood when I was a commando colonel."

"Special Affairs Department?"

"It's called Special Operations Command, and it's a special forces unit that's now gone. It's a unit that goes to North Korea, sneaks to war zones, and carries out such dangerous missions. Anyway, then I went to save the Koreans who were kidnapped by terrorists, and I worked with Blackwood mercenaries there.”

"Your own elders?"

"At that time, I was also in active service."

Jong-seok asked at the sight of Kang Chul-jae smiling and talking.

"I heard that every team that does that kind of operation uses code names. Did you have that, too?”

At Jong-seok's words, Kang Chul-jae smiled and opened his mouth as he looked at the teacup with dim eyes.

"Stone... that was my code name. When I told foreign terrorists it was Blood Stone, they used to piss. Hahaha!"

Moon Jae-chul laughed at Kang Chul-jae, who smiled pleasantly, saying, "I don't know if he was bluffing or telling the truth."

"I don't know about Blood Stone, but the code name Stone really suits you.”

Kang Chul-jae smiled at Moon Jae-chul's words and glared at him once, then saw Jong-seok.

"Anyways, it must have been fun to hear that you worked for Blackwood."

asked the principal at Kang Chul-jae'

"So?"

"Then the gang..."

The adults' faces were surprised and worried when they told them the story of fighting with the gangsters.

Anyway, asked Kang Chul-jae, who heard all about the U.S. story that Jong-seok told me.

"Didn't you get a medal or something?"

"A medal?"

"The U.S. has a good medal system, so catching terrorists, if anything else, is a medal. And you've got a crime ring, and it's worth a medal.

"I didn't hear about that."

"Well... that's weird. Even a foreigner should have given a medal to Mr. Lee, who helped solve the terrorist attacks in the United States, beyond help."

"I just did what I had to do. What medal is that?"

When Jong-seok smiled and waved, Kang Chul-jae shook his head.

"The medal in our country is not substantial but only honor, but it has many benefits as well as honor."

"Benefits?"

"In the case of the Order of Freedom, foreigners can get citizenship if they receive it.”

Kang Chul-jae's words gave him a startling look.

"Isn't it hard to get U.S. citizenship?"

"It's hard. Isn't that great? There are many kinds of medals and benefits, but if you receive any medal, you will be able to enter and leave the U.S. comfortably. And you'll get medical benefits."

"I see."

Speaking of which, Jong-seok felt a bit sorry. If you have so many benefits, you want to get a medal.

Besides, he's got a lot of accidents, so... Having a medal will make it easier to do things in the U.S.

Once you have the medal, you won't be questioned by the police, will you?

An adult who served as vice foreign minister said while looking at Jong-seok.

"Should I look into it?”

"What?"

"I can't believe the people of our country have made great contributions abroad and there's no reward. I think this is something that should be explained at the national level."

"Would you need to do that?"

An adult shook his head at Jong-seok's horse.

"There's a precedent. The next time our people do something good in another country, we'll have to find out."

Jong-seok nodded as he looked at his elder man.

"Then... Yes, sir."

An adult, who nodded at Jong-seok's words, took out his cell phone and called him.

"Hey!"

And what came out of an adult's mouth was fluent English.

"I heard you're retired, too. How are you? It's just me. Come and see me sometime. Yes, nothing else. I think a Korean made some big contributions in the U.S. this time. The L.A. terror, you know? Yes. Terrorists in the case..."

An adult who was talking to someone in English hung up after a while.

"Who did you talk to on the phone with?”

"This is Thomas Toy, who was the Secretary of State of the United States when I was in active service."

"Isn't the Secretary of State a very high man?"

"He's just a retired old man now."

Jong-seok's face was filled with admiration at the image of an adult smiling and talking.

"The grown-ups in the stationery store... You really have a lot of connections.'

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