Episode 529
The Man So, Jaeheon Lee was a little confused.
‘Is the world finally going crazy?’
This was because the ‘common sense’ that this friend Song In-myeong was spewing out was too unfamiliar.
Yes, I know. As a reader of his wife’s work, he remembered that her worldview was very unique. But when it became my reality, it was just hard to accept.
“…Is this something outrageous?”
If I had to pick the ridiculous one, it would be Lee Jae-heon.
“I don’t think I said anything very strange.”
“You’ve said enough strange things now.”
“But… that’s…”
That’s what’s strange about you.
‘My words sound strange because you are strange.’
He was mortified.
As Song In-myeong said, if there is no role assigned to each person in this world, how can humans be controlled and fulfill their value? This means that if humans can be respected for themselves rather than for their individual value, we should tolerate even those who are practically useless.
‘Then doesn’t that mean that useful people are treated poorly?’
Lee Jae-heon couldn’t understand Song In-myeong, who felt frustrated with him. His role suited me, and as a result, the man was able to fulfill his value.
Rather, it was right to be happy about it.
“….”
But you don’t understand what I’m saying.
“…Am I bad?”
At those words, Song In-myeong burst out laughing and looked like he wanted to die.
Jaeheon Lee remembered that ‘Song Inmyeong’ was a serial killer in the story, but he couldn’t understand why he made that facial expression.
“You don’t want to kill me, do you? “I know you liked killing people…”
“You’re saying that when was the last time I pointed a knife at you? No, of course, there was an assault recently, but it was consensual… I’m trying to talk to someone whose entire memory of AC has been erased, so there’s no progress.”
“There are people in this world who can die and people who should not die. I am exactly in the former case. Rather, it is strange that he has not died until now.”
The man who said that touched the corner of his mouth.
“…Shouldn’t I have said this? “Am I going into too much detail right now?”
“It seems so. Hey man. It’s not really what I’m saying, but there is no one in the world who deserves to die… What on earth does that mean in this country governed by the rule of law? uh?”
Song In-myeong sighed heavily.
“I am developing myself and realizing myself by killing people, but I do know that murder is illegal. I also realize that I am doing something trash. “I know everything, but I just want to do what I want, so I’m just saying, ‘Fuck it.’ I’m not making a fuss without knowing that it’s illegal.”
“…You are surprisingly good at self-objectification.”
“If I hadn’t become self-objective, wouldn’t I have been able to avoid entering the campground all this time? Why doesn’t he know that this serial killer also knows? Have you really been stuck on some deserted island? So you don’t know that life is precious, that everyone has the right to be respected, and that people have the freedom to do anything as long as it is not illegal or a nuisance? “Why don’t you know that?”
“….”
So that means it’s wrong.
The world of men was not like that.
In a world where death was treated as a privilege, life was a tool to be used, and people received just that much respect through their God-ordained fate. In the same vein, there was no such thing as freedom to do anything.
I’m thinking about it again, but if it were a world where everyone was treated with respect, this would be no different from a utopia. It cannot and should not exist.
So how can we identify and hire individuals?
‘All of that would be ignoring precious life.’
In Lee Jae-heon’s view, their world ignored individual value and preciousness much more than his own world.
A world that did not identify each person individually, assign them a role, and reward them according to their results felt a bit terrible to Lee Jae-heon.
In this world, it seems like it’s not uncommon for people to not recognize or even criticize them even though they clearly produced great results. That was incredibly cruel.
I still wasn’t convinced.
“…I will respect you.”
But I will admit that your world is like that.
“But not me.”
That’s why I had to be excluded from your ‘common sense’.
“I know it’s not convincing, but… my life is not precious. Their right to respect is limited and they are not free to do anything. “I don’t know about other people, but I think it’s probably right to be treated that way.”
“You know this is bullshit, right?”
“It may sound like bullshit to my friend Song In-myeong, but it is true. This is not a fact that will change just because you deny it. Even if you ask me to change now, I have lived like this…”
The man could not shake off his confusion.
“You have to use me.”
A tool that cannot be used is worthless.
He was not a pair of scissors with broken blades. The blade was sharp, the handle was fine, and it wasn’t too big or too small, so anyone could use it.
However, if it is left unused and neglected, what could be more sad than that?
“I told you my name is Lee Jae-heon. I think I gave a similar explanation earlier, but what did Jaeheon Lee do? He’s a villain, isn’t he? It should have been the role of the manager of Ohsung, a large company, who has a bad relationship with Jung In-ho, and who is an old guy with a bad personality. He is more important than others, so he behaves as he pleases and dies while being hated… How did he end up like this? It shouldn’t be like this, but where did something go wrong… like this…”
“Mister, you’re saying something strange.”
“You are the strange one.”
Jaeheon Lee asked back.
“Isn’t that right?”
I know that you are living, breathing humans, not fake humans in a novel. So respect it.
However, that is why it is right for you to respect me as well. Shouldn’t you understand my methods?
But I couldn’t because asking for that would require me to tell them that you were people in a novel. They’ll say I’m crazy. If you say something strange, they’ll say you’re out of your mind. Because that will happen.
“…Please respect me too.”
“…That’s right. But the respect you are talking about is wrong. “What I am saying is correct.”
“If people are inherently precious and should be treated with respect, I ask that I also respect them in the same way. Please understand my ways. “Isn’t that fair and right?”
I know it is unreasonable to demand respect in this way without even mentioning that we are people from different worlds.
However, the man was born selfish and vicious, and despite the persuasion he started, he did not want to be tired anymore, so he wanted to end the unpleasant story here.
I didn’t want to pay more attention to the miserable reality that I was an obvious stranger.
“I know I’m useless, but…” “
…”
“…But tell me I need it…”
Is it because I’m tired?
I feel frustrated, as if I am separated from reality and feel sick.
“If you didn’t like it, you should have killed it….”
Two small children can be seen with the head lowered.
“….”
“….”
I couldn’t bear to ask him to kill me.
I felt dizzy and drowsy and wanted to sleep, so I hugged my two children and buried my head.
I feel that what little reason I have left is crumbling like sand in the warm body temperature.
“…sorry.”
What did I do wrong again?
“sorry.”
“….”
“I guess it’s because I’m a little tired.”
And to Lee Jae-heon’s reaction.
“…I really think I’m going to spin….”
Song In-myeong pulled out his hair.
‘This is not my area of expertise.’
In the first place, this situation in which Song In-myeong, who believed in the preciousness of life and has been killing people as he pleases, was making noises about ‘people being precious and worthy of respect’ was a problem in itself. This is his weakest area. No, why is life so precious?
‘Professor of debate and debate, please give me strength.’
This happened often to me when I was in college. There was a time when students had to discuss and win on one topic and win, but in order to equalize the number of people, they had to go to the side of the argument that did not think so at all and fight.
That was the situation right now. No, it was more. At least, even if I lose a debate on a university assignment, my close friend doesn’t die.
“Anyway, everything you said is wrong and I’m right about everything. I don’t know how to explain this to make it sound coherent, really….” “
….”
“Uncle, relax your arms. “The kids are getting crushed like pressed glutinous rice cakes.”
“…sorry.”
“But don’t apologize in a dying voice… Where did the person who beat me up earlier go… I really don’t know how to deal with him…” If I
were to be subdued by force, I could just tie him up somewhere, but for now, That wasn’t possible either. Lee Jae-heon, who had a monster-like vibe, was really strong like a monster, and Song In-myeong became a rag after stopping by a souvenir shop once.
“….”
Song In-myeong stopped trying to solve Lee Jae-heon’s fundamental problem.
And, to put it bluntly, I also acknowledged that Lee Jae-heon would not think well of it.
“…I’ll just summarize it for you.”
He spoke simply and clearly.
“Don’t sacrifice.”
“….”
“It’s okay if you do it.”
It couldn’t be clearer.
“If you go after him, all the survivors will be destroyed.”
That was Song In-myeong’s conclusion.
If Lee Jae-heon was behind, he would pick up his tools again and go around smashing the survivors’ heads. It was an established fact that no matter who lived or died in the process, they would perish.
How could only Song In-myeong do that? Are you sure that other survivors won’t do that?
If Jae-Heon Lee dies, there are only one or two ‘chicks’ who will explode mentally.
“Do I sound like a fool? No, this is real.”
“…I’m not wrong.”
“It’s so fucking wrong, but let’s just say it is. Anyway, there will be survivors coming soon who know more about this field than me, right? “Until then, just endure the sacrifice… Leave that doll to me.”
“I don’t like it.”
“It really makes you explode until the end.”
Even as he said that, Song In-myeong internally breathed a sigh of relief.
‘…Is it settled for now?’
I glanced at Lee Jae-heon and was hugging the kindergarten students, feeling helpless for an unknown reason.
The condition doesn’t look particularly good, but Song In-myeong feels a little relieved that at least he won’t do anything foolish until the other survivors arrive.
And I regretted it.
“Ki -ah …! When did you get up there! “No, how did you get up there!”
“The lid was open. “I’m glad that I can easily put the doll in.”
“Mister, come down right now! Oh really, why are you doing that!”
Because I was tired from losing so much blood, I was distracted for a moment. I had no idea that Jaeheon Lee was climbing a large water tank in the meantime.
As soon as Song In-myeong opened his eyes, he was surprised first because he couldn’t see Jae-heon Lee. When he looked up at the faint noise, he was surprised to see Jae-heon Lee on top of the water tank.
“…! No, no. Park Da-hoon, who has to hand over the doll anyway, is in a glass box, so you have to come down anyway without being able to do anything…”
Immediately after that, the mermaid personally delivered the doll to Park Da-hoon, ending Song In-myeong’s small and precious happy circuit.
Song In-myeong kept his mouth shut as he watched Lee Jae-heon exchanging good words with the mermaid.
“….”
At this point, wouldn’t it be polite to respect him even if he commits suicide?
“…I don’t know.”
If you fall behind, you fall behind.
‘I’ll survive anyway.’
Song In-myeong let go of the string of reason he had been holding on to so tightly.
In the first place, it was a string that did not suit Song In-myeong very well, and it was not the type of person a serial killer should hold onto.
He said with a warm smile.
“Mister, be careful when you come down. “If you fall out, it’s because of the efficiency you like so much and I think you’ll end up going the route of feeding the mermaids.”
“We are being careful not to do that. Thank you for your concern.”
“With something like this.”
Park Da-hoon banged his head against the wall as he saw the two talking happily.
“? “It gives me a headache. Why are you doing that?”
“Sometimes in life, people do such inefficient things.”
“That’s true, but… I guess it’s because I’m young that I don’t know much about efficiency.”
“Kids are like that these days.”
Da-hoon Park hit his head against the wall for the second time.
Starting from Lee Jae-heon’s condition, to Song In-myeong, who eventually raised both hands, and the doll that ended up in my hands. There was really nothing that went my way.
* * *
Meanwhile, the ‘Amazon of the world’.
“…I think I’m a bit screwed.”
As the violet-eyed Park Da-young muttered, Seo Jang-hwa asked.
“Are you talking about our situation now?”
“I think there’s a bigger problem than this.”
“How can that be?”
Seo Jang-hwa was impressed.
If a situation more serious than that of us, who are suffocating to death in this harsh Jeong family, were to arise, would that really be a world for people to live in?
(Continued in the next part)
