God of Blackfield

Kang Chan got in a taxi and held up his phone on the way home. He was in a crucial situation, so he couldn’t just overlook this uncomfortable feeling while pretending to not notice.

- Monsieur Kang, the ambassador is doing an interview.

This gentleman also led a very busy life.

“Put Louis on the phone.”

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- Please wait for a moment.

The agents began treating Kang Chan as their superior after the golf club incident. Their response was now different from just respecting his relationship with Lanok.

- Monsieur Kang, it’s Louis.

“Louis, do you believe in your gut feeling?”

- I’m not sure what you mean.

A businesslike voice came over the phone after Louis hesitated.

“I don’t have a good feeling about today. This is similar to how I felt at the golf club. Can you tell me the ambassador’s schedule for today?”

- Please wait for a moment.

Over the phone, he heard Louis say, “give me the schedule.’ There was no way that the chief of security wouldn’t be aware of Lanok’s schedule. Louis was checking if it had any suspicious parts.

- Monsieur Kang, he has four interviews in the embassy, a lecture in the cultural center, and an interview with the foreign vice-minister today. They’re all conducted in the embassy aside from the lecture, but the cultural center is just right next to the embassy. Yoo Bi-Corp is in charge of guarding the perimeter, and I’m in charge of the ambassador’s personal security detail.

Kang Chan found nothing suspicious about Lanok’s schedule.

“Louis, if by any chance his schedule suddenly changes or if there’s a new schedule where he has to go out of the embassy, then use my name to cancel it for now.”

- Copy that.

Kang Chan had talked to Louis in French. The taxi driver glanced at Kang Chan through the rearview mirror. If it wasn’t Lanok, then who was it? Kang Chan called Kim Hyung-Jung.

- Mr. Kang Chan.

“Mr. Manager, Is my family safe?”

- What’s the matter? Did something happen?

“I have a bad feeling about this day. Please check on the security team, and can you tell them to be a bit more careful today?”

- Understood. Are you okay? Choi Jong-Il, the leader, is at Yoo Bi-Corp right now. Should I send him to you?

“I’m on my way home right now, so please don’t worry about me.”

- I’ll contact you after I inspect the situation.”

“You don’t need to do that.”

This much precaution should be enough. He just had to contact one more person.

Kang Chan leisurely called Seok Kang-Ho.

- How can I help you?

“Hey, I’ve got a bad feeling about today, so don’t let your guard down.”

- Is it me again?

“I don’t know. I’m just feeling the same way I did the morning we went to the golf club. Be careful for now and be on standby just in case.”

- Alright.

No one trusted Kang Chan’s gut feeling as much as Seok Kang-Ho.

With that last phone call, Kang Chan essentially secured everyone. The only ones left were Yoo Hye-Sook and Kang Dae-Kyung. As soon as he arrived home, Kang Chan was thinking of staying with Yoo Hye-Sook and asking Kang Dae-Kyung to buy them dinner. If he did that, he wouldn’t have to worry about them anymore.

The midday sunlight flooded into the taxi through the window as the driver bobbed his head to the upbeat music from the radio. Instead of getting annoyed that there was traffic, the driver’s current actions felt much more comfortable to Kang Chan.

“Are you a security guard?” the taxi driver asked Kang Chan.

“I’m not. I took on that job just for a few days.”

“You spoke a foreign language fluently. Are you sure you’re not working as a security guard for the Blue House or something like that?”

“I’m not.”

The taxi driver again bobbed his head to the music with a bored expression. Why would the fact that Kang Chan was a security guard matter to a person that drove taxis?

Kang Chan thought about going home after smoking a cigarette, but he immediately got out of the taxi at the apartment because he was worried about Yoo Hye-Sook.

‘Why am I so sleepy?’

Now that he thought about it, he remembered the shot that he got in the morning. It was 5 pm.

Kang Chan opened the front door and went inside. Yoo Hye-Sook walked toward him with interest.

“I’m back,” Kang Chan said.

“You went through a lot, didn’t you?” Yoo Hye-Sook asked.

He couldn’t believe being in Yoo Hye-Sook’s arms could be this cozy.

If she really knew what had happened, she wouldn’t have been able to greet him like this. Rather, she would’ve been worried.

“I got a call from my friend. She said that her daughter got to participate in a drama because you took care of them. You didn’t lose face because of me or something like that, did you?”

“Nah, not really. Michelle said it wasn’t that difficult to make it happen.”

“That’s a relief. Can you tell Michelle that I’m going to buy dinner for her someday?”

“Will do.”

Should Kang Chan just go out with Yoo Hye-Sook when he was going to drink beer with Michelle on the weekend? Kang Chan smiled to himself and went to his room. He then changed and plopped onto the bed.

He felt much better. He was leisurely looking at the ceiling of his room, which hadn’t happened in a long time.

Hopefully, the day will pass smoothly.

Kang Chan fell asleep.

Yoo Hye-Sook woke Kang Chan up while telling him to have dinner. The house’s interior was cool because of the air conditioner, which hadn’t been turned on in a long time.

‘Oh shoot!’

Kang Chan had forgotten about Kang Dae-Kyung.

“Did father say he was going to come home late?” Kang Chan asked Yoo Hye-Sook.

“He went to Yongin, so he’d probably be late. They’re opening a new showroom there.”

Since a showroom was being opened, it was certainly worth going to Kang Dae-Kyung. Kang Chan felt mentally and physically refreshed now that he had gotten good sleep. It was as if the effects of the medicine had disappeared.

‘Should I go to Yongin?’

There wasn’t a problem with protecting Kang Dae-Kyung, but if something happened in Seoul, then it would take too long for Kang Chan to return.

After they peacefully ate dinner, Kang Chan went into his room and called Kim Hyung-Jung to ask him about Kang Dae-Kyung’s current location and situation. Uncomfortable with just staying home, he changed into a nice suit and a shirt after the call. He then went out to the living room.

“Are you going somewhere?” Yoo Hye-Sook asked Kang Chan.

“I’m going to see my father.”

“Your dad?” Yoo Hye-Sook’s eyes widened as she looked at him, seemingly finding his answer unexpected.

“I’m planning on surprising him.”

“Sure! Your dad is going to be very happy.”

“Aren’t you going anywhere?” Kang Chan asked.

“Where would I go this late in the evening? I’m just going to watch a soap opera that I like later.”

Kang Chan felt the most relieved when she was at home. He smiled at her and left the house.

Now that he thought about it, commuting would be annoying. At times like this, it would be best to call Seok Kang-Ho.

- What’s going on?

“Give me a ride to Yongin.”

- Alright. Where are you?

“I’m outside. I’ll see you at the exit of the basement parking lot.”

- Alright.

Seok Kang-Ho didn’t even ask why he was going to Yongin. Kang Chan walked busily and went to the basement parking lot entrance of Seok Kang-Ho’s apartment.

A moment later, Seok Kang-Ho’s ‘Chiffre’ quickly went out of the exit. Kang Chan got in the car and set up the location in the navigation system. They left immediately.

“How do you feel about this?” Seok Kang-Ho asked Kang Chan.

“Can my gut feelings be right all the time?”

“Phuhu, it was back in Africa.”

Seok Kang-Ho smiled slyly when Kang Chan glanced at him.

“I was feeling stuffy at home, so I’m glad you called me,” Seok Kang-Ho commented afterward.

This guy was clearly unfit to be a family man.

“I want to live peacefully after quickly announcing the ‘Unicorn’ project. Look at Lanok–is that how a person should live?” Kang Chan asked.

“A lot of people are jealous of that life.”

Kang Chan shook his head.

“I’d rather just go to Gapyeong with you every now and then.”

Seok Kang-Ho looked at Kang Chan with curiosity.

“Aren’t you in your heyday? Your body is in twelfth grade, and your mind is about thirty years old, so you should think about women as well. Aren’t there times when you just become horny?” Seok Kang-Ho asked.

Is that supposed to happen?

“I haven’t felt that way yet since I reincarnated… as a matter of fact, I would’ve had time to do that if my body was normal.”

Seok Kang-Ho shook his head as if saying that he felt sorry for him. “You should get tested for that instead of taking a biopsy of your arm.”

“What?”

“Phuhu.”

Why is this fucker being so persistent today?

“Let’s live in peace. We had no choice but to live tireless lives in the past, but we don’t have to do that now. You should spend some money and eat delicious food. You pretend not to, but it seems to me that you haven’t let go of your past life yet. You earned that money with your capabilities, so you should relieve your body and mind. Is there really no woman that you want to sleep with?” Seok Kang-Ho asked again.

A woman he wanted to sleep with? The moment he thought of her, it would be a crime.

Wait, this fucker is making me think about something else!