"Chief."

"Call me hyung."

"……Hyung. Is it true?"

"It is."

"Waah……. That's some serious betrayal."

"Understand it."

Slap. Shwaaash!

The first floor of a block on the raw fish street in Sokcho.

Directly below the window the waves came in and broke against the rock, over and over.

A snow crab special course was laid out across the whole table.

Jang Jungseop, chief of Cheonmu, and Jo Hyeokcheol, the team leader, sitting together.

"Hyung. Don't people usually say sorry at this point?"

Jo Hyeokcheol stared hard at his senior Jang Jungseop with a look of pure disbelief.

"Not at all~"

"Why?"

"Because it is an outstanding choice."

"This is you telling me you've handed the company over. Are you in the mood to trade jokes? I'm your right arm, whatever else."

The greater part of Cheonmu's team is tied up in Sokcho.

The Sokcho hoodlums have been swept away, but the contract is still running.

Life in Sokcho is not bad.

They are on a long stay at a hotel. Room service is available at any hour.

They are working protection on two shifts, and there is no complaint whatever.

Jo Hyeokcheol has charge of the whole protection command in Sokcho.

And into the middle of it, with no word beforehand, came Jang Jungseop, chief of Cheonmu.

Cheonmu has been sold!

When he first heard it Jo Hyeokcheol took it for a joke. But his heart shook.

His hyung Jang Jungseop is the man he swore alongside that they would build Cheonmu up into a protection firm of world standing.

For a moment the sense of betrayal came over him.

But he understands it too. Cheonmu was staggered in a moment by an accident that happened on protection work.

The home his hyung's wife had put together out of money she saved by care and thrift was disposed of then as well.

He learned later that his hyung had even put the burial mountain up as security.

Know the whole of a situation and the hurt still cannot be helped.

"Our children…… should live like people too."

"Hyung! Is it…