Chapter 28: Things Not to Do at a Funeral
[Remember This is for Recycling Sorting!]
Whoosh. The faded laminated paper stuck with blue tape fluttered in the cold wind. A thick, bug-like figure squatted busily in the alley.
Wearing a thick padded jacket, a toad apron, rubber gloves, track pants, and three-striped slippers, Cha Eui-jae was peacefully sorting recyclables in his winter house look. As he removed the label from a PET bottle, Cha Eui-jae muttered like a complaint.
"Why is there always so much trash, no matter how much I throw away..."
He gathered the labels and put them in a plastic bag, then stepped on the PET bottle to remove the air. This time, he picked up the sack full of soju bottles.
Bang!
At that moment, a sudden firecracker-like sound exploded from the empty air. Cha Eui-jae, thinking it was some kind of bad luck, looked up and was met with a familiar white screen.
[Congratulations, J!]
[You have become the new number 1 in 'Region: South Korea.']
"...What?"
Thud. The heavy sack fell to the ground. An empty soju bottle rolled out of the sack and clattered across the asphalt.
'What kind of bastard announces a number one rank while I'm sorting recyclables?'