Chapter 63
Vroooom.
At 2 PM on a peaceful Saturday afternoon, a large chartered bus was cruising down the highway. Inside, over twenty people were drinking soju and beer while a karaoke machine played songs.
Cheol-Soo stood with a necktie wrapped around his forehead, singing a trot song. “Ohh, my beloved♪”
Thump-thump, thump-thump.
The crowd clapped along, some shaking tambourines. Others weaved through the narrow bus aisles, passing around the liquor.
“Here, Do-Jun, have a drink, ohoho.” Lee Yeon-Hee handed Do-Jun a paper cup and filled it about one-third of the way with soju.
She was a woman in her mid-thirties, a fellow employee from the Fissure Management Division on the administration team. She was passing out drinks and setting the party atmosphere.
Do-Jun lightly downed the soju and returned the paper cup.
“Hunter Ye-Ji, would you also like a drink... Oh, she’s asleep.” Lee Yeon-Hee chuckled awkwardly as she moved further down the bus after realizing Ye-Ji had already dozed off in the seat next to Do-Jun.
“Mmm... Mr. Administrator... Hehe.”
Do-Jun stared indifferently at Ye-Ji, who was sleeping so soundly that not even a bomb going off could wake her up. More precisely, he stared at the damp patch on his shirt’s shoulder, soaked by the drool trickling from her mouth.