Chapter 39
“...President...?”
Before I knew it, I was stumbling backward. I couldn't help it. How could anyone stand still after seeing a giant, who looked like a raging bear, slinging a hammer with a head as big as my own head over his shoulder? Why the hell did he come here wearing leather gloves...?
Let's forget about the doorknob that was smashed to pieces. Because right now, it feels like my head might be the next thing to get smashed. When he moved the hammer again, I instinctively raised my arms to shield my head.
“What are you doing? Move. Let me in.”
But instead of using the hammer, Yoon Taeo carelessly tossed it aside and shoved me aside to enter the house. ...Let’s not even mention that he didn’t take off his shoes. I had just scrubbed the floor a little while ago, but whatever, I can clean it again.
“Go ahead. Explain yourself.”
Ah... What kind of shitty situation is this again? I followed him into the room with hesitant steps, but the atmosphere was absolutely fucked.
Yoon Taeo sat down on the bed, which was practically the only piece of furniture in this place where one could rest their ass other than the dining chair. It was as if he was the owner of the house and I was the uninvited guest.
“W-What... explanation...?”
But there was no way I could voice any complaints about that. Yoon Taeo’s current state was exactly like that day when he had that blowout with Wonk Gyuil a few days ago. In other words, he was in full psycho mode.
He clenched and unclenched his fists in those leather gloves, his eyes glinting with an eerie expression. Thanks to that, even though nothing had happened yet, I already felt like crying. But I had learned from the last time. Showing tears only made him angrier. I had to hold it in.
“So, you’re playing dumb now? That’s what I hate the most.”