Dilettante

The shirt was softer than any fabric I had ever seen. Guilio came up behind her as she was fidling with the touch.

In the end, he couldn't find the Brioni store, but a man wearing chino pants and a shirt. He looked like a businessman on vacation, not a mafia.

Guilio sets down a bottle of wine and two glasses and sits across from her. Hana calmly waited for a question.

He stared at her with deep dark eyes for a moment and asked while pouring wine.

"Do you need treatment?"

When he offered wine, she thought about how to refuse it and snorted at the unexpected question.

"Why don't I need treatment? Call me if yo have a doctor. Because I need to take antibiotics."

"Well. I'm afraid you'll choke the doctor"

"I wil not strangle the person trying to save me."
 

Taking a sip of wine, he took a capsule of medicine from his pocket and set it down on the table.

Could it be that there are no doctors?

What he offered was, at first glance, an emergency antibiotic. Hana took a pill and swallowed it with minimal wine. The strong scent of wine from the bottle spreads to the brain.

The injury to the body was worse than she thought. He calmly put down the wine bottle and pressed a towel over her swollen forehead.

Then blood oozes out of the open wound.

"Stop talking about what you said earlier. My brother's name is Duyi. He was caught by  your colleague for tampering with his things. The day he met Guilio Parenti again, he died. What doo you think. Isn't that really what you did?"
 

Guilio eyes were fixed on Hana's forehead and did not move.

"It's the first time I've heard of that name. Besides, do you know how long it takes to get here from Sicily?"

"So, the cocaine. It was yours."
"It's mine, but it's medical cocaine. We do not trade outside the country."

Hana inhaled, clutching a bloody towel.

What he said was true. Beside, she guessed that Guilio Parenti was not involved in this affair.

If so, there  is nothing she can do. But hana had to let this man find the culprit on her behalf.

I gave a simple answer, but my breath is running out and my chest is stuffy. Is there really nothing I can do for Duyi?

Hana closed her eyes tightly because she felt like she would burst into tears.

"If your brother is alive, it might be useful. If he had been trafficked by guys like Mesa, he might have become a male prostitute by now. Oh, did you say he was an intelligence agent? then... I must have been right from the medicine."

"Shut your mouth"

The clenched fists trembled. I wanted to shut that mouth talking about possibility. If I put the muzzle in, would you shut up?

"But why are you looking for him? Maybe your brother wanted to go into hiding."

"If that was the case, I would have contacted you through the normal route. If you don't believe me, you took my luggage. Give it back."

"That would be difficult. I don't have accurate information about you yet. I have  very good informant... . Amazingly, I can't find your information. Who are you?"

Hana sighed and shrugged.

"Why is there no information? I don't know because I am an ordinary Korean. Nothing special except for being discharged from the special forces. Nothing."

Weird. why am I so sleepy?

She gave strength to her gradually closing eyes.

Does something like antibiotics cause this acute drowsiness?

"Sleepy?"

"... What did you do?"

"Sleep of you are sleepy. Don't hold out."

Hana glared at Guilio just in case, and picked up a capsule of medicine she had taken earlier.

The Italian written on the back is entangled like curly letters.

It seems that the certainty that this man will not harm her has caused her anger.

"What are you doing with sleeping pills? Are you going to sell my organs?"

He got up from his seat and approached her. Then he sits down at the table and grabs his tilting chin.

Hana felt her eyes go round and tried to get out of his grasp somehow.

But that was it.

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Her head snapped and she fell down.

Before I hit my forehead on the table, I felt the man's large hand supporting my forehead.

"Damn it... ."

Her eyes are wet as she blankly stared at the man's fingers. The  moment she shed her tears, the world went dark.

"Romano."

Guilio called out to Romano, supporting her forehead. Romano was waiting in front of he door, stopped coming in and hardened his expression.

"Call the doctor."

Guilio's eyes were sharp as he looked down at the sleeping woman.

"Guilio, this woman... . "

"I have told you to call the doctor."

Guilio's eyebrows raise atan angle. At that cool expression, Romano nodded his head.

"It'll be there in 30 minutes."

After Romano left, Guilio picked her up and laid her down on the bed. Scars revealed after unbuttoning a large dress shirt. From deep cuts to minor scars, her whole body was in a mess.

He stood by the bed and stared at her for a long time as she fainted.

Hair resembling night and eyes of unknown depth. The fair skin and skin body overlapped exactly with someone else.

However, only the color was the same, the temperature was completely different.

This woman was hot as if she had swallowed a flame.

IFF you swallow it in one bite... . Indeed, who will die? Is it the one who was swallowed?

Exactly 30 minutes later, a local hospital doctor arrived. When the elderly doctor saw Hana asleep, he put on a terrified expression.

It was clear that he probably thought that the wounds on the woman's body were made by the mafia in front of him.

Guilio went back to his chair and nodded as he poured the wine.

"Start treatment. Fix it without missing a single spot."

***

Hana woke up and stared blankly at the needle stuck in her arm. Nutrients was entering through the vein.

In addition, there were bandages all over the body, and I could feel the skill of a professional.

'Did the doctor come and go?'

The throbbing headache disappeared, and the heavy body became lighter. Perhaps painkillers were administered. I felt as refreshed as I had been born again just by the disappearance of the muscle pain I felt throughout my body.

Hana decided to wait for the medicine to go in. This kind of luxury was not always available. Besides, it's late at night now. It s the time when everyone is asleep except for those who stand guard.

She sighed deeply and waited for her to get used to the darkness. She wondered if the shape of the object was becoming clearer, but she saw that her own clothes, which she had hung on her chai until daylight, were gone.

If I return the clothes, I wonder if I can fly into the sky with wings?

Guilio Parenti is a strange man.

I still don't understand why he gave me sleeping pills, but I thought he wouldn't have been sane and tried to rest for this long.

'Weird. Why is it different, what changed?'

It felt like all the medicine had gone into it. Hana stopped the bleeding at the site where the needle had been inserted with an antiseptic cotton ball placed on the night table. Then, after skillfully removing the line, I got down from the bed.

The moment my feet hit the ground, I felt dizzy, but only for a moment. I had to find another way to satisfy my hunger and convince Guilio Parenti.

When I opened the door, I saw the big man standing in front of me, startled and backed away. He is Lorenzo. He was a man who had been beaten badly by me, and had a large bandage on his forehead.

Lorenzo, who gave strength to his bulging eyes, gritted his teeth.

"Sorry."

Hana broke and hit the man.

For the blow to the back of the head, Lorenzo nearly lost his life. He really driven to the point where he's out of breath, so he won't look pretty himself.

"If you're really sorry, why did you hit me in the back of the head? Didn't I have a lot of blood?"

As he pointed to the back of her head and stepped forward, Lorenzo breathed in vain and tightened his neck.

"Don't do anything weird an go back to your room."

"I don't do anything weird. I am just thirsty so I need something to drink."

"Then stay in your room. I will bring it to you."

"It's a bit stuffy... . I'm really not gong to do anything, so can we take a walk?"

"No."

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"Ah, don't be like a sweet pumpkin. Shall we go together?"

Perhaps the word to go together was more shocking than a Korean expression of sweet pumpkin, so Lorenzo shook his head as that his chin shook.

Hana grabbed the frightened Lorenzo by his arm.

"Ah!"

Then he screamed and shook his head.

I felt strangely guilty because I felt like I had properly planted a trauma on him.

"I am starving to death. I'll act like a hostage, so how can I get something to eat?"

Hana stroked her stomach and raised her eyebrows. There is no need to instill fear in a frightened opponent.

She knew that the more affectionate and kind she showed, the more likely the other person would follow her.

"Can't you stand it?''

"I haven't really eaten a single meal today. It's all about taking nutritional supplements."

"... . You will have to eat roughly. Are you okay with it though?"

At Lorenzo's words, Hana nodded violently. Then he strode out and stood next to Lorenzo.

Lorenzo glanced at her barefoot and shirtless and sighed palely.

"What are you? Are you a killer? North Korean?

"I am not a killer, and I am not a North Korean. I am from South Korean, special forces, and now a baeksu (unemployed).

"Ah... . Baeksu. I know that. I learned from Sei."

"Sei?"

"Yes, with you... . Someone that looks like you."

Lorenzo was still startled, but answered her question quite calmly.

Hana went to the restaurant on the first floor with Lorenzo. Lorenzo took her to her window seat and stood directly in front of her countertop. She took some of her ingredients out of the fridge and made Hana laughed at the unexpected appearance of whipping up food.

Could it be that he is not a mafia executive but a chef?

I felt like something was wrong with my research.

"Eat."

Lorenzo quickly finished the dish and brought it. She gulped at the omelet on her plate.

"Are you a chef?"

"It's a hobby. Are you not going to ea?"

"No, I will eat. Thanks."

If there are sleeping pills in it this time, next time I wake up, I'll kill them all.

Hana made a vow to herself and used a fork to cut the omelet in half. The soft omelet opens and steam rises.

This was delicious just by looking at it. A visual that can't be tasted. A few minutes of hot steam, she licked her lips again and opened her mouth.

"But, a person named Sei. Is she that person? That she was Guilio Parenti's mistress."

Hana scooped up an omelet and put it in her mouth. The soft egg melts in her mouth. The spicy sauce was also excellent.

Lorenzo's expression, on the other hand, was rotten, like someone who had spoiled food in front of him.

"Hey woman. I beg you, never bring that name up in front of Guilio. Not even a word. Keep your manners, Signorina."