Secretary Gwanggong's Survival Diary-Chapter 63

“Well... I just left it because it was annoying....”

Maybe because I had it on my palm for several days, the edges of the band were all peeled off and blackened. I was going to change it myself, but I just left it on and it's still on. I don't know for sure, but I think the scar that was like a scratch has already faded considerably.

“How dare you drive with those hands? Get in next to me.”

As I clenched my fists to hide the burden of the long gaze, Yoon Tae-oh sat down in the driver's seat with a somewhat nervous voice. I followed him and got into the passenger seat.

To be a little more honest, I couldn't take off this bandage that was like a child's play. If I had cut it again and stuck it on, it would have been more neatly attached, but I just... I just... didn't want to. It was crooked and angular, but it still warmed my palm. You can't see it, but even at this moment, new skin is growing inside the bandage he put on.

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“Is this the right way? It seems to be going in a strange direction.”

“Right... Yeah. Maybe it’s because it’s my first time here...?”

No. It's a long way back. Since I'm already out, I don't want to just go eat, so I took the coastal road course for the sake of Tae-oh Yoon's mental health, who is tired. He happens to be driving himself, but it's a secret from Tae-oh Yoon.

“But even though it’s winter, the wind isn’t that cold, right?”

"well."

It's a strange day. The sun is shining warmly and the breeze that seeps through the slightly lowered car window is gentle. The blue sea that stretches out to the end of the line of sight makes me feel cool just by looking at it. The sunlight pouring down on the water and splitting it dazzlingly is also very pretty.

“So let’s take a look at Jeju Island, Jeju Island.”

It's like a spring day. Even though I came here to work, I feel like I'm on vacation.

“But if you don’t give me an order to be transferred to Jeju Island, my dream will be shattered, Secretary Kim.”

Everything is good, but it would be better if he weren't here. He's like a foreign substance that's stuck in my hazy emotions. Why are you suddenly talking about work and making a fuss?

“Well... the weather isn’t bad though.”

Just looking at his expression as he holds the steering wheel with one hand, it seems like he's saying, "Today is a tough day." That's probably the best expression this blunt guy can give.

“Is that it?”

“Oh, that’s right.”

It was a detached building located in a quiet place. Looking at the modern exterior, it didn't seem like a place that would sell grilled octopus, but they said it was a delicacy that couldn't be eaten without it. As soon as I parked my car in front of the store, an employee wearing a lime-green vest and hat came running like the wind.

“Welcome!”

He was a man the size of a rat, but somehow... he seemed familiar... ?

"what."

A grumpy voice came out of Yoon Tae-oh's mouth as he looked at the man who held out both his hands.

“Valet parking... huh...?”

The man who raised his head with a questioning look seemed to recognize me and Yoon Tae-oh.

“At the airport last time... right?”

“Ah... yes. I see you work here.”

It was Choi Hyun-jin. Did he wear it like that on purpose? No matter how I looked at it, the baggy uniform didn't look like his clothes. With his unusually small body wearing such large clothes, he looked like a child who stole his father's clothes. Well, the problem was probably his cute face.

“Yes, I’ve been working since yesterday. Are you okay with your injury? I can’t tell you how sorry I was back then....”

He smiled at me as if he had met a very welcome person.

“Ah. It wasn’t a serious injury, what is it? I’m all better now.”

It's strangely uncomfortable. The way he's being so friendly towards me for no reason. And... Yoon Tae-oh's gaze is staring at me intently.

“Sir, I need to give you the car keys.”

So, he snatched the car keys from Yoon Tae-oh's hand and put them in Choi Hyun-jin's small hand.

“Do you know how to drive?”

There was no subject in Yoon Tae-oh's words as he entered the restaurant. However, it was easy to figure out who he was talking about. Surely, someone without a license would be doing valet parking. He really worries about useless things.

“You can do better than you look.”

As far as I know, Choi Hyun-jin has also lived a rather strange life. Like the manly Yoon Tae-oh, he makes a lot of mistakes, but he has worked a lot of part-time jobs, so he should be able to drive. He hasn't even started eating yet, but he wants to eat quickly and go back.

“The view from our store is amazing. I was so surprised when I first came here.”

There was nothing to choose from, so I was just blankly staring out the window at the sea when a ticklish voice came down on our table. ... It was Choi Hyun-jin. When I looked at the source of the voice, there was a man with a bright smile, wearing a white shirt and apron, unlike before.

“...Do you take orders too...?”

“Yes, since there aren’t many employees, I also look after the hall.”

You're really treating me well. You're even serving me in valet parking.

“It must be hard. We already decided on our menu....”

“Abalone is good today. How about steamed abalone?”

Abalone stew? Well. Does Yoon Tae-oh eat that kind of food? I was about to ask for the grilled octopus that I had decided on in advance.

“Abalone? Give it to me. And grilled octopus, too.”

Yoon Tae-oh ordered steamed abalone.

“How delicious it is.”

With his arms crossed in front of his chest, he looked straight at Choi Hyun-jin as if he was looking at something interesting.

“...Excuse me. Why do you keep speaking informally to me?”

"what?"

“Didn’t you see what’s written at the entrance...? It says, “Employees are also precious... family...”

Choi Hyun-jin pointed out that Yoon Tae-oh's way of speaking informally to me was not good. His voice was trembling and he seemed like he would burst into tears at any moment, but at least his intentions were conveyed properly. He must be more generous than he looks. Well... he could also be fearless.

“Ha, bring out the food. Don’t say things like, “Family.”

... I think that’s a curse word. A sound like ‘ga’ or ‘jok’. Judging from the fact that the ‘ga’ sound is particularly small and the ‘jok’ part is particularly loud.

“I’ll give it to you right away....”

Choi Hyun-jin must have noticed it too, because he quickly took the menu and disappeared. But I could feel it. Right now, Yoon Tae-oh wasn’t in such a bad mood. Look at the faint line his lips were still forming, even though Choi Hyun-jin, who had raised an objection to me, had disappeared.

“How presumptuous.”

Is it true that people can't be helped? Or is it that Yoon Tae-oh and Choi Hyun-jin, those two people, have an unavoidable fate? Even if they don't intend it, they keep meeting by chance, and eventually they can't help but take each other to heart. If that's the case... then maybe I don't have to do anything.

“Secretary Baek.”

"yes...?"

“It’s strange today.”

I suddenly came back to my senses at the sound of Yoon Tae-oh's voice directed at me.

“What is it?”

“The food is here, why are you just sitting there?”

I must have been absent-minded for a while, but when I looked back, I saw that our table was filled with neatly arranged food. It was both appetizing and neat.

“Ah... I should eat. I was just thinking about something else for a moment....”

I shook off my thoughts and picked up my chopsticks. But Yoon Tae-oh, sitting across from me, didn't move at all.

“...Why are you like that...?”

Looking at you with your arms crossed and a quizzical look on your face, it seems like there's something... off about you. What is it, what is it this time?

"ha."

His low sigh brought my dazed mind back to clarity. His sigh was like a spell that brought me back to my senses. I had to quickly find out what that annoying symbol did not like.

"iced coffee...!"

And, I found it right away.

“Oh my, I don’t know where I was. There was a bone in the grilled octopus. I’ll remove it for you. Our CEO, enjoy your meal.” fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

One side of the grilled octopus was placed in front of Yoon Tae-oh, and the other side was placed in front of me. I quickly removed the bones from the center and both sides of the golden-brown fish, cut the meat into bite-size pieces with chopsticks, and placed it in front of him.

Only then did his arms loosen, he picked up his chopsticks, and began to eat. Yeah... I guess I should serve you food too.

“It’s delicious, right...?”

“Well, so-so. Secretary Baek, eat quickly too.”

After seeing the child's condition, I also started eating. Sometimes, Yoon Tae-oh, who is so incomprehensible, appears. It doesn't fit the character, but he looks a bit... childish. Maybe because the tension that had built up for a moment was relieved, the meal went better than I thought. It was a while before I could finish my plate.

“You know that.”

“I’m sorry, I’m not good at....”

“Do you really want to get in trouble? I haven’t told you yet.”

“...Please speak....”

Yoon Tae-oh's mouth opened incoherently. He habitually denied it and came to his senses. I think he should be sent to a Korean language school or something.

“I heard that abalone is good for restoring energy. Well, it’s a health food.”

Basically, I wondered how much food would help, but I didn't cut off Yoon Tae-oh.

“I’m a bit busy these days, but I don’t think it’s enough to make me want to die.”

I have no idea what he's talking about. He started to move, talking incomprehensibly. He picked up a large plate from the middle of the table and placed it in front of me. It was the abalone stew that Choi Hyun-jin had recommended.

“Eat.”

I looked at the bowl that was thrown down with a rough hand, and then I looked at Yoon Tae-oh. This is it now... .

“Did you tell me to eat this...?”

“Then do you think I should eat something like that?”

... Are you telling me to eat that kind of stuff right now, kid? The way you speak is so unlucky... What is this feeling? I thought Yoon Tae-oh fell for Choi Hyun-jin’s words and ordered abalone stew, but he ordered it for me...?

I put the abalone pieces, cut into bite-size ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) pieces, into my mouth, feeling a bit dazed.

“I didn’t know I liked nutritious food this much.”

Before I knew it, he had finished eating and was looking at me with his arms crossed again. He was also wearing a useless, plausible smile.