The World of Masks

Part 1

Jinsuk left the house and drank all the air. I was looking forward to the fresh air I enjoyed in the game, but the only thing that came into my lungs was the tub of air unique to the metropolis. I frowned and regretted it. You turn the key in your hand around and look back.

"You're breaking up with me now."

White steam leaks out to the side of my mouth. I looked at the house in front of my eyes with clothes that were as thick as the temperature that had gone down. It has been a comfortable home for many months. It was time for this house to become misunderstood, but Jinsuk had to move back home. A call came from David saying the house he had begun to build was complete.

Already all the luggage of Jin had been moved to that house.

'It's just a car, but it's a car.'

At least the clothing branches were being picked up by Jin himself.

When I saw someone, I felt like I was being driven out of the house, not moving. He said he was a mover, and he didn't even call the usual mover's center. I was just holding a suitcase with clothes in my hand. It was never the person who was moving.

The reason was simple, because furniture in the house in front of me no longer needed it. When I moved here a few months ago, all the furniture inside had been replaced with new luxury products that still had new sheen. But like David, he was also overly loyal, and this time he was getting word that he had all the interior decorations and professional contractors in place. Of course, there will be other top-quality furniture in the new house going now.

'Too bad.'

The local emotions, which have not yet fallen, piled up in the house in front of me. These are a few of the finest. In the past, it was only a few years' worth of furniture that could be bought. You've been using it for months and throwing it away like garbage. However, Jinsuk forcefully cut off the fool's gaze.

'Okay, we can't keep doing this.'

Drag the suitcase to the garage with a stone. Usually, there were two flashing sports cars and, in contrast, a '07 sonar that had always been drawn, but the two sports cars had already moved to their homes. In a large parking lot, there was only one sonada.

I opened the car door and threw the suitcase in the trunk. I got in the driver's seat, put on my seat belt, started it, turned on the navy, and took a picture of the address. Then I moved the transmission and stepped on Excel. The car gently exits the garage.

The surrounding landscape passes quickly. The city is always busy. Contritt and the jungle of asphalt that surrounds the procession of road-filled cars seem to ravage the mind itself. You step on the paved axel, wanting to get out of here quickly. Soon after, I left the complex city and escaped to the suburbs of Seoul. In the metropolitan area, there are many areas where people live farming. When I ate my heart out, I could go to a relaxing place even near Seoul. That's where the new house of Jinsuk was.

It was close to the city, but it was a rare place. It seemed that the reason for building a new house was because of security, so I chose the site in consideration of that.

Queek!

Jinsuk parked in front of a wall. A steel, garage-like shutter blocks the entrance. The concrete wall was built on top of it as if it were an underground wall of architecture. The place where the house was built was a modest slope, and under the slopes it seemed to reinforce the surroundings with concrete into a garage, built a yard on top of it, and built a house. After climbing the slopes along the wall of the garage, the terrain rose as soon as the building was erected. The front door was over there. This tall building on the plains around you makes you feel like you're seeing a thick fortress.

Jinsuk rolls his pockets and pulls out the remote control he received in advance. This was a special order product that was only available to registered users with a fingerprint recognizer on the remote control.

Cough!

Press one of the buttons on the remote control.

Jiaying!

The shutter began to open slowly. When I ran an old flower shop, I recalled the memory of manually opening and closing the shutters every morning and evening. I was overwhelmed.

As the shutter almost opened, the seat stepped on Excel again. The car carefully entered the garage. A bright light sprinkled on the ceiling of the garage. It was like a creature with light coming in when it was detected. The seat was parked again by pressing the lowering button on the remote and skillfully turning the handle. The shutter slowly went down and blocked the outside and space. The seat that finished parking opened the car door and got off.

The parking lot was small, with two sports cars showing off luxury on one side, but the space was still too spacious. It seemed like a few more cars could get in.

'I could use it as a storage unit.'

I looked around and thought, I walked straight to the entrance on one side of the wall. It was a parking space in a private mansion, so I didn't need to lock the car door. It was awkward at first, but it was a long time ago that he had his own garage anyway. I had my own garage at home, so I had enough time to adapt.

The door was a pretty thick iron door. It had a basic design, but it was boring as a whole because it was a garage that didn't need much attention to the interior. The cold, iron-specific feel wraps around the hand of authentic. Fingerprints were placed on the fingerprint recognizer above the handle. You hear a beep and an unlock. Opening the door, you see a staircase made of gray concrete. As I go up, I see another door. Here was a fingerprint recognizer, just like the one at the door. It was a scene created by the security song of Jin. Jinseok opens the door and bends.

A large courtyard was opened in front of me. Now, in the middle of the winter, the yard was covered with nothing but muddy soil. However, there were large trees standing around the wall. Most of the trees were sagging the withered leaves, but some of the beautifully bent pines emitted green energy even in this cold weather.

'Didn't I tell you these things are expensive?'

Pine trees have heard that the price rises dramatically, depending on the angle and style of the bend. Even if it costs tens of millions of won in one piece. It was a thoroughly out-of-the-box authentic, but it seemed like this pine tree was handsome. Soon after, I smiled.

'Arthur.'

There's something about being emotional about being handsome and ugly on a pine tree. In the beginning, those who didn't even know their own art were just expensive people. Money doesn't lead everything to the right answer, but at least it leads us closer than when we don't have it.

'Others will take care of the assessment.'

I decided to ask David for his price later and looked at the other tree. The tall tree drops all its leaves in the cold winter winds and keeps silence like a dead rat. I don't know what kind of tree. Pine trees are recognizable at times, but they are not true to plants to the extent that they can be accurately identified by other trees. I didn't learn anything like that, and all I had to do was know about the plants I sold when I was in the flower house. These large trees were not in charge of authenticity.

There was a tremendous amount of care in the yard. No, because it's wintertime to build a house, they didn't plant anything like plants, and they might even try to make it into a garden. A pile of rocks laid out in a long-grain style in the yard, a white statue placed here and there, and a small pile of beautiful natural stones gave a persuasive opinion.

The yard was quite spacious. David said the land was 100 square feet and the site was 40 square feet and a two-story building. I could have built a bigger house, but the truth was this satisfying. It was not necessary for a man to live alone in a large house. Honestly, the house is too big now. But I fell for David's persuasion to have some dignity. I was a little troubled by the thought of having to keep the house to myself. Of course, it was unusual for a janitor to bring others into the house.

I looked around and saw the CCTV between the large trees and the natural stone. Significant numbers of CCTVs were completely obliterating the blind while monitoring everything around them. The quality of the image was also the best, according to a legitimate order telling us not to save money on security. Unlike a normal CCTV that looked blurry to the person taken, it was clean and not blurry in image quality even when zoomed in. The infrared camera was also beached in case the light disappeared. Satisfactory security was satisfactory.

I looked around and headed to the building. A big iron door was slammed. There was also a fingerprint recognizer on it. I put my thumb to the fingerprint recorder on the handle. You hear the door open. Jinseok opened the door and went inside. In front of it was a glass door that separates the living room from the porch.

Glug glug!

I opened the glass door and went inside.

Ding-dong!

There's an okay ringtone. I went to the place where I heard a sound. The interphone on the wall was turned on. Jin looked inside the screen. Inside the screen was a man in a clean suit. It was David who came to Korea on the day of his arrival. Jinsuk pressed the open button on the front door without hesitation.

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