Jong-seok, who was preparing to leave the office after a day's work, was visited by Heo Yul with a disturbed face.

Seeing Heo Yul sitting in a chair without a word, he put down the bag that Jong-seok was holding, followed the car to the cup and stuck it out.

"What's the matter?"

"Jung-sook is getting married."

When Heo Yul said, Jong-seok looked at him and said,

Didn't you like Kim Sung-chul?”

At first, he was not satisfied because of the conditions, but when he saw Kim Seong-cheol, who was sincere, kind and healthy, the licensed family recognized him.

Moreover, Kim Sung-chul did nothing wrong to live alone, just because his wife was sick and left first.

And Kim Sung-chul made many efforts to be loved by adults.

On weekends, I come here with my child to play and go, and after I learn baduk, I leave it with Heo Yul and Heo Pyung Ji.

In addition, Heo Pyung-ji and Im Ae-hee know that they like to travel and go on trips together.

So these days, even licensed clinics have recognized him as a family member.

Heo Yul shook her head with a sigh at Jong-seok's words.

"It's Sung-chul... ...I like Jung-sook as a partner. It's just... ...that I'm not happy to get married. It's like one side of my heart is empty."

He laughed at Huh Yul's words.

"That's what all fathers are going through."

Heo Yul's expression was not because he didn't like Kim Sung-chul, but because he felt empty when his daughter said she was going to marry him.

Heo Yul, who shook her head with a sigh, suddenly looked at Jong-seok.

"I'm thinking of making a technical class at school. What do you think?”

"Giotechnics?"

It was not easy to create classes because they were not recognized as formal studies yet. So I'm going to make it a liberal arts course for art students, not the main course."

"Even if it was a liberal arts course, it wouldn't have been easy to open a class.”

Heo Yul shook her head at the question of Jong-seok.

"It would be difficult if major was required, but it wasn't very difficult because it was a choice of culture."

This is how I talk, but I also drank with the president several times to make a technical class.

That's how we created the culture time.

"Bon and mask seniors will teach Geon-gon-gugong, but you'd better learn little by little from pre-school."

"So... ...is that what I'm?”

"It would be best for you to teach, but since you're busy these days, I'm thinking of teaching."

"Professor?"

"I'm thinking of taking classes for about an hour a week."

"Is that gonna work?”

"If you want to learn, you'll achieve it by learning once a month, and if you don't want to learn, you'll get nothing by learning seven days a week."

Heo Yul's words made Jong-seok's mouth water.

"You're right, but...... the kids must be having a hard time."

"So I'd like you to make some textbooks."

"Gyo..."... measure?"

"I tried to make it, but...... I can't easily touch it because it's a feat to hurt my body and others if I teach it wrong."

Jong-seok nodded at Huh Yul's words.

'That's true, though.’

Heo Yul is still in a position to learn, although he has learned how to do it and is working on it.

And as Heo Yul said, if you learn wrong, it is a feat to hurt your body.

"I'll make it."

"Yes, thank you."

"No, it's not just you."

Huh Yul, who nodded at Jong-seok's words, rose from his chair and said.

"And bring Sumi to eat. My father and mother miss you."

"Then I'll tell Sumi to come here.”

"Can I?”

"Of course."

When Jong-seok, who nodded with a smile, called Lee Soo-mi, Heo Yul turned around and left the clinic.

***

Jong-seok and Lee Soo-mi, who came home from a meal at the licensing clinic, were sleeping.

Jong-seok, who was sleeping, slowly opened his eyes.

What is it?

Something was out of the ordinary. Jong-seok, who had his eyes open for a while, saw Lee Soo-mi.

Lee Soo-mi was panting and sleeping in her arms. Jong-seok, who was watching Lee Soo-mi for a while, raised his feeling.

Argh!

I began to feel everything around me with the spread of my senses.

Nothing caught me. I could feel the people upstairs and downstairs, but I couldn't feel anything in my own house.

But... ...something was strange.

What the hell is this feeling?’

I don't know what it is, but a heterogeneous sense was getting stuck in Jong-seok.

Jong-seok, who had been lying down for a while, slowly rose up. Then, he maximized his "life division" and "feeling."

Argh! Argh!

I looked around through the feelings and the division of life that spread everywhere, but nothing caught me either.

Jong-seok, who was there for a while, rose from his bed. Then, Lee Soo-mi's body was bloodshot.

Ta-da!

Jong-seok, who pressed deeply into the blood transfusion, carefully stepped out of bed.

Sweep!

Jong-seok, who confirmed that Lee Soo-mi fell asleep deeply, looked at the door.

'Are you a writer?

There's nothing between a hunch and a life, but there must have been something inside the house.

And if there's anything that doesn't get caught between a hunch and a life...I had no choice but to be a writer of...

As nervous as he could, Jong-seok approached the door carefully.

'You must catch it.’

I don't know how you've come to know, but if you've come...you must catch it.

If you do something wrong, your family can get hurt.

Jong-seok, who was looking at the door for a while, opened the door quickly and came out.

All of a sudden!

Jong-seok, who closed the door as soon as he came out, quickly looked at the house. It was dark because the light was turned off, but there was no inconvenience in sight due to the strength of the stalactites.

Sweep! Sweep!

Jong-seok, turning his head around and looking around, frowned.

It's like a secret code.’

There was nothing strange in the living room. But I still felt something strange.

And Jong-seok believed in his senses.

Sweep! Sweep!

While slowly looking around the living room, Jong-seok stopped his head.

Shadows?

There was a shadow on the floor in the dim light coming in from outside the window. And there was no reason for shadows to be placed on the spot.

Fa'at!

At that moment, Jong-seok moved his hand towards the place where the shadow was formed.

Papapot!

Jong-seok's hands began to hit the place where shadows, or, to be exact, shadows, might be made.

Pavat!

At that moment, Jong-seok's hand was blocked.

Argh!

Then, a human figure was revealed in front of Jong-seok like a ghost. It was a boy as young as a high school student who looked at him with astonished eyes.

'Foreign?'

The boy in front of me had a different face than a Korean. Though his hair was black, he looked different from Koreans.... the color of the skin and the pupil were different.

I think you'really Indian.’

And what's more unusual is......that the boy was blocking his attack, attacking with his feet.

Pavat!

Jong-seok's face, which avoided the attack, was filled with admiration.

'Quick... ...and strong?’

The boy's attack was swift and strong. Jong-seok himself can hardly handle it.

Moreover, the kick was relentless even though it was almost close. A kick is an attack that requires some space, and it was almost at a right angle without space.

Papapot!

Jong-seok, who was moving quickly to avoid the attack, seemed to hit the abdomen with his fist and stopped.

The boy, who was backing away to avoid the attack, saw Jong-seok when he stopped attacking.

Jong-seok pointed out the window at the boy's appearance. This place is narrow, so let's go out.

The boy looked at him for a moment, then slowly backed up to the window.

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Then carefully opened the window and jumped.

Fa'at!

Jong-seok also jumped out of the window, kicking the ground. It's an act that someone would say is crazy, but Jong-seok or the boy didn't hesitate.

Shoot!

Jong-seok, who started to fall as soon as he ran out of the window, found the boy's whereabouts.

'I can't see.’

I ran right behind him, but I couldn't see the boy before I knew it.

'But you're already in my senses.’

Along with his thoughts, Jong-seok conducted a "life tracking." Now that you share your hands with a boy, you can trace his life.

Argh!

Then I could feel the vitality of the boy, who was rapidly falling from below.

Argh!

Then the boy appeared where nothing had been seen until just now.

"If the other person recognizes you, does the hiding get undone?’

If he hadn't shared his hands, he wouldn't have been able to trace the boy. He did not feel it, nor did he do it through the separation of life.

Besides, they don't make sounds, they move, they don't show up. If it weren't for the shadow, he wouldn't have found it himself.

But the first time, and even now, when he recognized him, the secret was released.

Thinking like that, Jong-seok kicked the wall of the building with his feet.

Fa'at!

The longitudinal stone fell faster, kicking the wall of the building.

A glimpse!

The boy's gaze at himself was astounded and questioned. He seemed surprised to see Jong-seok chasing himself accurately.

Taat!

Then the boy with his feet on the ground began to run fast.

It's fast, but......it doesn't work for me.'

Along with his thoughts, Jong-seok kicked the wall of the apartment building and soared into the air.

Shoot!

Crossing the wind, Jong-seok's body began to fly in the wind. They are flying by the power of the wind using wind energy.

Shoot!

Breaking the wind, Jong-seok's body fell in front of the boy.

Taat!

Hold still!

When Jong-seok stood in front of him, the boy stopped and changed his direction.

Fa'at!

But Jong-seok's new model stood in front of the boy again. The boy frowned at the sight and saw Jong-seok.

Then he shook his head, and the boy took a pose of putting his hands together and saw Jongseok.

Argh!

Along with him, there was a strange feeling in the boy's body.

What is it? I don't think it's my work.’

Jong-seok opened his mouth while looking at the boy with a slightly different sense from his inner workings.

"Can you speak English?"

When Jong-seok spoke in English, the boy opened his mouth after a while.

"I know how to."

"How did you find me?"

"Doesn't know I'll find you while I'm sending it?”

Jong-seok saw him in the boy's words.

'Experienced Journalist.'

I already knew. If you can jump out of an apartment on the 23rd floor and show a hidden trick, you can only think of writing a book of experience books.

Jong-seok opened his mouth looking at the boy.

"Though I've been using my own ideas...... not here. And how did you come to me in Korea when you could only know the direction?"

The boy opened his mouth as he was looking at Jong-seok's question.

"Are you a fool?"

"What?"

"Internal engineering, it's a foreign force in modern times."

"I'm not the only one who has the interior. Some masters at Shaolin Temple are as good as me."

"I didn't know that."

The boy's words wheedled Jong-seok'

'I'm the only one that's revealed to the world.’

Although Chung Myung-yi is a stickler, he did not openly publicize his skills. However, he is known to the world because he is also on TV.

"Did you come to me with that?"

"The direction of the transmission also helped."

"How?"

As he spoke, Jong-seok began to feel something strange.

"It's like something's touching my body.... Is this the experience he's gained from his experience book?

The boy opened his mouth looking at Jong-seok as he was thinking about what his body felt like.

"If there's an experience book in front of me, there's nothing behind me. And the sea is wider than the land. That alone greatly reduces the scope of the search."

Jong-seok frowned at the boy's words.

I don't know what it means, but Jong-seok got it right away.

'There is in front, not in the back.’

To put it simply, the earth is round. As in children's songs, if you move forward, you can meet friends from all over the world.

In other words, if it is in front of us, it is half the earth in front of us, and if it is behind us, half the earth is in search range

In other words, you don't have to search the whole planet, you just have to search half of it. There is no need to search the sea.

But... ...

"I can narrow it down, but......but that's a huge area."

"When I narrowed it down, it took me between Japan and China. And in the meantime, there is Korea...... I thought of you. That's why I've been here."

"So you didn't have any certainty.”

Jong-seok looked at the boy as he saw him nodding his head in a small way and said,

"But you didn't bring your experience book?"

Jong-seok always has a book of experience. And Jong-seok's Experience Book tells you when another Experience Book is within a kilometer.

But there is no response.

"If you're a writer, I can't bring my own experience book."

'The little one's very careful.’

But it doesn't matter. The boy would have brought the book with him to detect the origin of the book.

Wherever you hide it, it will be in Korea, and if it is narrow, it will be in Seoul. You can find it through the search.

The question was what to do with this young writer in front of me.

'The best thing is......this guy's trying to kill me.’

Jong-seok, muttered in his mind, continued his conversation with him.