—Hey~ Eom Donggyu~

"……!!" Eom Donggyu touched the call button and put the phone to his ear. The moment he heard the voice on the other side he came sharply awake.

A peaceful Sunday.

On the weekend at least, Eom Donggyu sets down the title of gangster director. He enjoyed the day like an ordinary man.

Today he had come out to Yangpyeong for a ride with the members of a cycling club he joined not long ago. The feeling when dozens of you move in a body along a well-laid cycle path is the best there is.

Most of them are ordinary office workers and small business owners, with a few civil servants among them.

The sense of belonging you feel sweating and riding alongside them fills you past anything you could say. When the ride is over and you eat together and take a drink, the stress all blows away.

If his family had not been ruined in the past, Eom Donggyu too would have been living a life like this among ordinary people.

He would not have become a thug either, and would have stayed one more healthy working man of this country.

He took Ha Donggeon's call during a short break.

The first words were certainly let out gently, but Ha Donggeon was thoroughly angry.

"Director……"

—Do I look laughable to you too?

"No, sir!"

—Ha Tae-ung! Didn't you say you would clear that boy away?

"Yes. That's right……"

—Then why did that bastard turn up in front of me!

"What do you……"

—He turned up at the burial mountain!!

"……!!" For a moment Eom Donggyu thought, damn it.

He had trusted the job he had put out to the Joseonjok and forgotten it completely. After the message saying they needed a little time he had heard nothing else.

Guards are always kept in close on Ha Tae-ung.

That is why he understands it to be taking longer. He had not expected at all that in the meantime, of all things, he would run into Ha Donggeon at the burial mountain.

—You won't do~

"D-Director."

—You…