The World of Masks

I brought Eun-hee inside first.

Eun-hee takes care of the plastic bag she bought from Yuhan. It was full of snacks.

"I heard you went out with the president and had a big fight with Mr. Charles. You broke up with Hannah, and now this. I want to make sure that you're on probation and that my sister is doing the right thing."

He smiled brightly as if he was watching the struggle. I burst into laughter as if I had no choice.

"Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm not your type."

Eun-hee tapped the forehead of the plague and said.

"Don't worry. I'm not your type either."

"Hey!"

Eun-hee scratches the head of the plague with her hands. The height of the scaffolding was bigger, so I looked cute with my hands stretched out with my legs raised. Moreover, the large chest was caught in the eye with a direct angle. I turned my head unconsciously.

Eun-hee smiled as if it was cute. The pandemic grumbled and grumbled.

"Luckily, you look better than I thought."

Eun-hee nodded, exaggerating as if she liked it.

"Then I'll go."

"Are you leaving already?"

Eun-hee opened the front door as soon as she got here.

"Yes. I thought I'd cheer you up a little more if you weren't so energetic, but you look better than I thought. That's fine. I'm not free."

Yes, Hannah was being given a tremendous amount of work as the best man in the audience. practically treated with AMSS's No.2.

"What, you don't want your sister to go?"

"Just go quickly."

The pandemic said bluntly. Eun-hee pouted.

"It's not cute. Then it's not popular with women. That's why you got dumped."

"· · · · · · Don't say what people are trying to forget."

A little bitter, but Eun-hee isn't much of a talker.

"You're wrong anyway. I fell in love with your goddess. Honestly, Hannah, that's how much I held onto you. If I were you, I'd just crack balls!"

Then kick the foot up hard. At that moment, the sickness flickered. I unconsciously gritted my crotch. The blow to it was enough to terrorize any man.

Eun-hee who was joking changed her face seriously.

"This is really serious. Personally, I thought you two were the ones I've been seeing, and I wish you both well, but I don't know what happened. Besides, you're responsible for Phatan. But I advise you, if you really like that goddess, don't do what you did to Hannah. Hold on, hold on, hold on."

Eun-hee left home, leaving behind a single word.

"If not, I took it away again."

Leaving behind a lure with a terribly firm expression.

* * *

As Natya walks through the wall, she tucks her arms together and sits on the back side of the courtyard. The backyard was blocked by mountains in front of the house and in a way, it was a shadowy place during the day. Natia moves to Emily's side with harsh eyes.

Emily opens her arms and stares at Natya.

[So, what does it mean to hold hands?]

Natia's voice blazes with cold sheep who insist on holding her still if she makes nonsense.

"Literally. We want you to lend us the power to conquer this place, Earth."

Natia's eyes curl fiercely.

[Is that what you're saying?]

"Of course."

Emilia was in love.

"Unlike other gods, you did not destroy the world, the father. You did your job quietly. So he's looking at you very, very well. I don't trust the other gods, but I trust you."

So?

"Join us in taking out all the other gods and help him get back to his old self. Then I will let you live in my world again, in my father's arms."

[Does that mean betraying everyone?]]

"That's right."

"· · · · · ·."

Natia was silent for a moment. But it was not a silence to worry about. Rather, he was enraged and unable to answer.

[Well, you can say that.]

“I don't think it's a bad deal. ”

Emily speaks boldly, as if she were spilling natia's wrath.

[Scram! And don't ever do anything like this again!]

Natia turns her back mercilessly. I tried to get back to the plague. However, Emily stops recklessly.

"But wouldn't it be better to think about Seo Yoo-Hwan? because I don't think he's going to be able to live in this world."

[· · · · · · · · What do you mean?]

She doesn't turn her head, so Emily can't see her face. But Emilia was confident that her expression would be pale.

“Literally. The place where Yoohwan will be in this world will gradually disappear. ”

What are you going to do?]

Natia turns around. Her beautiful face is stiff. Pretending to be the angriest conversation ever. But Emilia was still there.

“We're not doing anything. It doesn't have to be. Seo Yoo-Hwan will be isolated. ”

[Don't be ridiculous.]

“You really don't know? Or do you want to pretend you don't know? ”

Emily raises her mouth slightly. Natia takes a step back because she looks ominous.

Emilia said coldly and decisively.

“Because of you. ”

Natia takes a deep breath.

“I've looked at a number of things. Seo Yoohwan. Courageous, otherwise ordinary human being. They weren't as narrow and arrogant as they used to be. But now?”

Natia doesn't answer. I couldn't answer. Her dialogue pierced my heart.

“You know that, right? Right now he's frozen in prejudice, arrogance, inferiority that's hard to see. Who's to blame? Who has it been since I met a man who was just brave and kind and ordinary? ”

It seemed like a horse had been converted into a sword and inserted one by one.

“Don't you see that it will slowly degrade and become an insult to the humans of the world? But if you work with us, the story is different. You know, my father would be very generous if it wasn't for his survival. We can make your contractor king of our world, of this world, of two worlds. What does it matter if God and the world are a little bit uncomfortable and arrogant with a king in white? ”

[I can lead them well!]

I felt nervous and screamed without knowing it. But coming back was a big laugh.

“You can lead him well? ”

It was an obvious injustice. “You can never do it!” It was an adamant pseudo expression. But Emilia did not utter that expression out of her mouth. I think I've been through enough.

Natia bites her lip to make sure she has nothing to say. But that doesn't mean I agree with Emily's offer.

“I take it you're not interested in the offer. ”

Emily sighs low. And I looked her right in the eye.

“You'll regret this. ”

At the end of the sentence, Emily melts into space.

After Emilia left, Natia stood there for a long time.

* * *

“Hello?”

The distraction welcomed Natia back into the house. Natia struggled to smile.

[Yes, I'm back, Yuyuan.]

I did not solve the materialization immediately. I wanted to keep this view of the pandemic in plain sight.

[Who was it?]

“Eun-hee was here. Secretary to the president.”

Despite explaining it, the pandemic was no longer named after the Chan. Natia noticed that too. It seemed that the opposition to the truth in the plague was taking root deeper than I thought.

You can lead?

I just remembered what she said. I shake my head a little louder, shake off the idea and look back at the ruins.

For what?]

“He came by to make sure I was on probation, comforting to hear about the squeaking of relationships with the president or Mr. Charles. ”

The sickness lifts up one of the bags. It was a heavy plastic bag full of things to eat, including snacks. It seemed that Eun-hee had bought it.

“What did Natia say to that woman, Emilia? ”

The pandemic pulled out a bag of sweets from the plastic bag and asked while tearing the wrapping paper.

[They said to stick to them.]

“· · · · · · · · What? ”

The pandemic put his hand into the bag that was torn to pull out the snack and stopped. I remembered the look on his face. He was a man who did not know what his future position would be, but he had never imagined the word betrayal.

“What did she say? ”

[I refused.]

The pandemic nods and chews the snack out.

“Well done. Because no matter what happens, I don't intend to betray humanity. ”

Then I looked at Natia.

It was true that he did not intend to betray mankind, but there was also the darkness that would appeal to Natia, the goddess of justice. Natia smiles as he thinks. Natia was thinking differently when the distraction cheered her on.

{Yeah, he's such a good kid. It won't get any worse if you get a little more comfortable or arrogant.}

That's self-rationalization. It was a title for myself. Like those who only believed in what they wanted to believe, they hoped and hoped that things wouldn't get worse.

But it was also true that Emilia's words did not leave her head.

What if she's right? What if the whole world wants to sell and bury the remains? If that's the case, it's because of you, just like Emily said. That's why Natia insisted in her heart.

{I have to be on his side.}

It's her duty. An obligation to the man she loved and most of all, to the man she loved as a contractor.

Even if it wasn't right at all. Anything that could do harm to others. Even if it's pushing your own buttons.

Her heavy stance weighs heavily on her heart. You squeak, and something seems to scream at your weight. The belief she cherished seemed to beg for her life. But Natia tried her best to ignore the voice. You said you heard it wrong.

Ding-dong!

The doorbell rings. At the same time, the two gazes toward the porch.

“Is that you again? ”

The plague rises scratching its head. I opened the door without even looking at the Interphone.

“Yes, yes. What else? ”

The temptation to speak stopped. The person who visited was not Eun-hee. I didn't even know who he was.

“Greetings.”

The opposing Pokémon grins. The scaffolding slowly tears the target apart.

Soft suit and glossy shoes. White hair that looks clean on the roots of his head makes a guess at his age. But he was also a stranger.

“Who are you?”

“Oh, I'm a person like this. ”

The opposing Pokémon pulls out their Juju Island business cards. The writings contained in the small business cards were slowly drawn into view.

'UN Ambassador Lee Sang-jin?'

Ambassador to the UN? He glanced at the business card and the person alternately.

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