I Was A Porter

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“375, please come to aisle four. ”

Seung-ho went to window 4 and sat down according to the announcement, but she was familiar with the location and the female staff in front of her eyes.

“Welcome. What brings you here... me? ”

The woman looked at Seung-ho with a memorable look on her face, and she realized that Seung-ho was the face she had seen almost a month ago.

“I'm here to re-measure my ratings. ”

“Hunter's license, please. ”

Seung-ho handed over his registration, and the woman who handed him the registration opened her eyes to see if she remembered.

“Oh, come with me. ”

I arrived in front of a room along the back of a woman walking in the hallway in front of me, and there was a big sign on the door called the "measuring room."

The woman walked in first, followed by the eye of the hoist, and saw the measuring device at the end of the measurement room.

I just approached the desk in front of the meter and whispered in my ear to the man sitting there.

There were three people waiting in the chair next to the meter, and a woman in a lab coat opened the door.

Above the meter was a figure called 378.

“Oh…”

The woman who checked the figures was disappointed, and the man sitting at the desk immediately picked up the results and handed them over.

As the female escort passed the boarding pass and left the measurement room, a male employee came out from the dressing room on the other side of the measurement room and handed the lab coat to Seung-ho.

As Seung-ho's turn to change into a suit suddenly opened the door to the measurement room. Then a few people came in with faces.

I tried to be offended by the feeling of becoming a zoo monkey, but I just decided to ignore them.

“Seung-ho Lee, you can go inside and stand with your arms spread out over the footprint. Beep - Do not move as much as you can when you hear the beep and come out. ”

In the description of the male employee, Seungho opened the gauge door and stood with his arms spread out over the shape of the footprints on the floor.

“We will begin shortly. ”

Beep--

You hear a man's voice, static, and then you hear a voice.

A tenth of a second after standing still for a moment, the sound stops, and Seungho opens the door to the meter and comes out.

I turned my head and looked over the gauge and saw the number 0825.

“Er... Class B. ”

Seung-ho looks puzzled by an unbelievable figure.

“Something went wrong, didn't it? ”

Seung-ho picked it up, and the man sitting at his desk was embarrassed because of what the woman said earlier.

“The machine never mismeasures...”

“I want you to re-measure Chief Park." ”

One of the men standing at the entrance of the measurement room shouted and Seungho went back into the measurement room.

Remeasured, but results remained unchanged.

Though I could not convince Mother of this shame, there was no way to solve the shame.

The men watching Seung-ho at the door kicked out their tongues, but Choi Myeong-soo, who had seen Seung-ho for the first time, stood guard at the door to the end.

Seung-ho leaves the dressing room with a change of clothes. He tries to leave the lab with a result card, but finds Myeong-soo Choi in his memory at the door and smiles awkwardly.

“I'm sorry about before. At that time, I was so nervous...”

At Seung-ho's words, Director Choi shakes his head.

“No, I didn't say anything too harsh at the time... But won't you re-measure Seung-ho?" ”

Seung-ho puzzled the words of Director Choi Myung Soo.

I had already measured twice, but I felt like I wanted to measure again.

“I don't think it's going to change anything. ”

“Seung-ho, look. ”

At the end of the negative win, Choi pointed to the gauge.

Just now, a man was floating 412 on the meter.

“Seung-ho, let's look at the results table. ”

As Seung-ho continued to look at the gauge, Choi Myeong-soo said to look at the result chart in Seung-ho's hand.

I wanted to do this, but when I gave the measurement result table to Director Choi Myoung-soo, he nodded with an expression that he knew it would be the same.

“Is there a problem? ”

“Seung-ho, the readings say 0825, right? ”

Director Choi Myeong-soo showed Seung-ho the numbers in the results table.

“Yes, it is. ”

“Is that a 412? ”

When I saw his face smiling with a strange expression, Seung-ho thought about passing through his head.

“By any chance... are the gauges up to four digits long? ”

“If you adjust the output, you can do more than that. If you wait...”

While I came here, I wanted to know, but I thought of a democracy and a man waiting for me, and I smiled bitterly.

“I have work today, and I'll come back tomorrow. But... why are you being so nice to me? ”

Given what he had just treated at first, it would not have been so easy to be so gentle, but it made me suspicious.

Seung-ho scratched his head and neck, as if it were somewhat difficult to say in his suspicious eyes. However, Seung-ho, who had no time, tapped his wrist and Choi Myung Soo said with difficulty.

“It's... I've been in the Foreign Management Department for five years, but I haven't done anything decent... If I don't make it this year... Well... next year, you know what I mean? So, please, I'm asking you, can't I do an article and a publicity piece on what the readings say? I know you have a dedicated journalist, but I'm only asking you this once. ”

I thought it might have been someone who came in contact with Draksh, but I laughed because I thought he was suspicious of revealing himself publicly.

“I'll do that. ”

His shoulders widened at once and his face lit up.

“Thank you. This is my contact. Contact us 30 minutes before you come back to re-measure and we will adjust the output and have it readily available. ”

“Rather, I'm grateful. We'll get back to you the next time. ”

Choi Myoung-soo, who escorted Seung-ho out of the association to the outside of the building, raised his hands and said,

After a while, someone would have noticed that the ascension figure was strange, but it was rewarding to bend your waist for a while.

However, it was Chief Park who managed the measurement room who could touch the gauge, so he hurried up the stairs to ask for it.

* * *

“Democracy, it's out. ”

Seung-ho presses the bell, and the democracy opens the door immediately, whether it was waiting near the porch.

“Thank you, brother! I'm going!”

Whether the association was delayed or too late, the rushing steps of democracy were desperate without even seeing Seung-ho's face.

“Oh, be careful. ”

When I closed the door and greeted the democracy, I saw Seong-goo head out of the living room.

Seeing the sagging look on his face, I thought something must have happened.

“Seong-goo, what's wrong? Did you have a fight with your mom?”

I took off my shoes and asked, but I felt like I didn't have an answer.

I reached down and smacked the honey balm and took him to the couch.

“How would uncle know? Tell me, what were you fighting over? ”

However, as if the lips were zipped, the saint did not have an answer. Seung-ho grabbed the boy's hand and wrapped it around him.

The calf's fingernails are as jagged as cactus thorns.

When I saw the jagged nails, I was worried that the heart of the male child wouldn't open the door of his heart to people by setting up a thorn like a cactus to stop hurting him anymore.

I thought it would be effective to spread warmth by touching her hand. Seong picked up the paper on the table and gave it to Seungho.

The paper was folded in half and the result of the male child's proficiency report was revealed.

“Achievement report? Wow, you're studying well, Seong-goon. Where are you going to college? ”

“I'm not going to college. ”

Seung-ho was flawed by what the boy said when the day came.

I knew what caused the fight.

Democracy was working like that to get to the university somehow, but Seong didn't even know her heart, so it seemed like this month happened because she refused to go to college.

Democracy is also important to go to work, but it was not right to go to work for a male child at such an important time.

On the other hand, I understood the democracy that had to play the most role, so I couldn't support anyone.

“You haven't decided where you want to go? If you don't decide on a course, isn't there something Sung-ah wants to do later? I want to do this. What's all this? ”

Seung-ho openly pokes the boy in the forearm and asks, but tightly shuts his mouth to see if he has a lock on his mouth again.

“Seong-goon, if you don't tell me, my uncle won't know anything. ”

“… I want to be a PD”

“Then I'll do it! Beautiful PD Kim Sung! ”

Seung-ho purposely overstepped to ease the mood of the boy, but Seong-ho was consistent.

Rather, I crossed my arms with a more offended expression. Seung-ho felt frustrated.

“Sung-ah, should I go to college with you? You don't mind if I go with you, do you? ”

Seung-ho pranks, but his face turns red as if it were a catalyst.

“I can't even go outside right now. I can't go to college! A moron can't even go outside to college!! ”

The screaming saint's eyes were filled with tears, as if they were pouring out tears immediately.

“Sung-ah...”

She looks at the boy with a mischievous look on her face, but she turns her head and looks at the ground without even looking at winning.

“Uncle, I want to go to college, too, b-but I'm so scared when I think about going out of the house, outside... Ugh! ”

At that moment, the sexual child had a seizure on the couch. Seungho calmed down while pressing down on the boy's shoulder.

“Sung-ah!! No! He's gone! Calm down. Deep breaths. Deep breaths. Ha! Hoo! Yes, yes. ”

After twisting and convulsing for a long time, she calmed down, wiped off the saliva and tears on her face, and thought she should tell her mother the truth.

Psychiatric treatment was urgent before the baby broke even more.

* * *

“Mother, I have to tell you something. ”

When Seung-ho opened her mouth during dinner, she fixed her face and put down her spoon.

“No.”

“No, it's a sex child story. ”

At Seung-ho's words, my father, who was sitting next to my mother, began to notice.

However, I pretended that I couldn't hide my father's eyes because I couldn't hide it from my mother forever.

“Actually, the day I left the part-time job... Sung-ah had a bit of a bad day. ”

The words of Seung-ho surprised my mother and lifted up my butt.

“Sung-ah? What happened? Are you hurt? Democracy didn't say anything...”

I had to, though it seemed to be a bit, or too, heavy for Mother who was worried about narrowing her granddaughter's concerns.

“I could have been kidnapped and done something terrible. ”

“Who! Who is our fag! ”

“Honey, just hear me out. Have a sip of water. ”

At Seung-ho's words, Mother was excited, and Father handed the cup to her.

He swallowed all the water in the cup and emptied it in one swoop, leaning over the table and focused on Seungho's horse.

“Fortunately, I've avoided cruelty, but Seong Na is mentally distressed. ”

“You're welcome. Thank God. What about that scumbag? You got it?”

“He died of a heart attack. I was punished. I couldn't leave Sung-ah alone because I was so anxious...”

“Oh, my baby... How bad is it? Scaring the mother like this. ”

“I think we should live together and keep ourselves out of the house... and go to psychiatric counseling periodically. ”

“Yes, if you sell this house, don't you have the right house on the floor of a large Seoul, but only if you live together as a small group? I guess we can move in with the democracy out of the house. ”

“You won't have any trouble buying a house with my money. And…”

“Oh my, what else is left? How much more do you want to shock your mother's heart? ”

At that moment, the heart of Ascension was hot.

I was just about to tell you about Hunter, so I thought you might have noticed, but you didn't.

Seeing Mother with her hands on her chest, I could not help but notice that Father held Mother's hand.

“If there's something you want our son to do, shouldn't you ask him? ”

My father read Seung-ho's mind and beat him up.

“Mother, can't you go with me to the Association tomorrow and re-measure how safe it is to work for Hunter and hear it with your own ears and decide? ”

Mother let go of Father's hand and held Seung-ho's hand with tears in her eyes.

“Son, why do you want to keep working for Hunter? I don't need the money, I don't need it... It's good to be poor and still be able to live with myself. ”

“Mother... I want to empower Seong-goon to go to college, and I have to get married. I will earn enough money to get married and eat and not be a hunter. ”

Seung-ho took out his right hand, wrapped it around her hand, and said to her face how serious she thought.

“How can I be so anxious... when I think I'm about to enter my son...?”

I felt a tremor in my mother's hand surrounded by Seung-ho, whether she continued to hear the story that was so shocking in the evening.

“Tomorrow, if you go with the Association tomorrow and listen to the explanation, you will not worry about me, but about the monsters. Mother, have faith in your son. ”