Chapter 3: Reasons
OH MY GOD, let the Heavens come and take him now!
Comrade Park placed a hand on his chest to control his excessively beating heart. Of course, he still kept chasing Gort around, surprisingly fast for someone his age.
"Boy, stay right there if you think you have grown wings and can now refuse going to school!"
"Dad! Dad! Calm down! Stop chasing me and listen to your son! Don't you think I would have a good reason for doing so?"
"BAH!" Gort Fairbang cursed. "A good reason, my ass! Don't I know the son I have? From young till now, when have you ever had a good reason for your actions?"
Park Fairbang didn't want to listen to Gort Fairbang's nonsense.
Stay here? In Geldhan village? And do what? Eat farts and shit manure?
"Boy, did I ever tell you of the time when I beat a bull in arm wrestling? Just stay where you are and let's see if I can't correct your demonic spirit in you!"
The village was so desolate and bleak that he didn't wish for any of his generations to live in it.