The grim reaper said so, with her own bloody smile somewhere.

    One day I thought for a moment.

    Things in the world seem to be complicated, but in this way, it seems to be somewhat fair.

    After talking a lot, the grim reaper, who gulped a glass of cold water, said he was thirsty, looked at the day slowly.

    The first time I feel it, I''m sure with a gentle gaze.

    "But I have high expectations for you for a day in the afterlife. I heard that thanks to you, the underworld will be better. Even now, without you, all the furbos would have gone to hell."

    "Only... .. Are you going to hell for not apologizing once?”

    "Of course, in a way, it''s a minor apology and atonement, but it''s not like that when you''re in the next world. It''s really not that big deal.”

    A grim reaper who puts his hand on the side of a clean suit and speaks.

    Choi Han-seok, who was looking at her with a smile, said a word with a small snout.

    What a walking collection of wise sayings.

    "Why are you giving me such compliments? It''s embarrassing."

    The grim reaper let it slip without even looking at it.

    Three people are now somewhat familiar.

    After waving once to the humorous Choi Han-seok, the grim reaper quickly left the cart bar, saying it was late.

    As soon as I went out of the cart bar, I disappeared in a blink of an eye.

    As always, it came and went.

    Shortly after the Grim Reaper disappeared, the furbo, who had gone outside, slowly walked in.

    He thought a lot and looked stronger than before he went out.

    He opened his mouth very carefully.

    -I''ve been feeling it lately. CEO Haru is. And Chef Choi Han-seok was much more amazing than I thought.

    "What, what am I?"

    -No, really.…. I mean it from the bottom of my heart.

    Perhaps every moment with Haru was a series of surprises for the furry.

    I could tell without thinking too much.

    Like most people who were with themselves.

    So, what do you want to do now? Our furry old man.

    Choi Han-seok asked in a light voice.

    I don''t know if you''ve already thought about the answer. He replied with a grim look, saying that the wool was already ready.

    - I''m going to do what I really need to do.

    Suddenly, I checked the clock and found that it was already past 11 o''clock when the Furbo 3 was supposed to come.

    * * *

    What''s the point of saying it now?

    Hairdresser No. 3. It wasn''t different from Chuncheon''s hometown, Hwangbang.

    "You know where you are right now and you''re selling! I''m called the Baekbeompa heirloom, and if you want to do business in good.….Huh?"

    He comes in wearing a suit and spits out his familiar lines, and is surprised to find the food prepared.

    The brain, even though he forgot, and the food and smell that the tongue remembers.

    It was weird not to be swayed.

    But today was a little different.

    Originally, it was a cart bar where no one was there, but since there was someone wearing a suit today as well.

    Furbo remembered instead what Haru would normally have said.

    "It''s a room. Come on, sit down."

    A straightforward approach.

    Bang, surprised, asked, looking at the furry.

    "What, what? No, how. Wait. Do you know me?

    Expectedly

    As the grim reaper said, Bang didn''t recognize the furry.

    He must have been the most precious person who will remain in his life.The furry also seemed a little disappointed by such Bang''s response.

    But what can we do?

    "I know, I know too well."

    "Who are you? Who are you to say you know me?”

    "Sit down for now. And you didn''t eat, did you? You like Dakgalbi. It''s Chuncheon Dakgalbi. Eat and go."

    "Well, yeah....yo."

    The room where the honorifics popped out without realizing it.

    He naturally sat on the chair taken out by the furry and twisted his waist.

    It was strange.

    I''ve never seen him before, and he even used informal language.

    Strangely, I''m not angry with this guy.

    I felt somewhat familiar, and I felt like I had forgotten something.

    "Owner, here are three chicken ribs! This guy eats a lot. Please give me plenty."

    "Yep! Please wait a little longer. I''ll make it for you soon!"

    A meal that started unexpectedly.

    But the familiarity you feel from a man you''ve never seen before, and the nostalgic food of your own perfume.

    Bang, as if possessed by something, fell completely into the cart bar of the day.

    Slurp!

    "Wow, that''s great!"

    Bang, who poured a glass of soju while munching on chicken ribs, frowned pleasantly.

    "Is it edible?"

    "It''s not enough to eat, it''s totally the taste I remember! Whether this is Seoul or Chuncheon. Oh, this is really Chuncheon Dakgalbi!"

    "Eat a lot. Yeah, eat a lot. Come on."

    In a hurry, he looked at Bang, who finished soju and chicken ribs, with a happy father smile.

    "By the way, brother. How did you know me? It''s weird. I''m sure I''ve never seen him before, but I feel weird.”

    "I told you before. I was an acquaintance of the hairy brother. My brother told me a lot about you."

    You''re like a son?

    "He''s like a son."

    Oh, my God, how many sons do you have? My son is rich. Rich son.

    Choi Han-seok who laughs while imitating the tone of a furry who has become a habit.

    But he also seemed to like the furbos more and more, so his face was bright.

    The food served slowly disappeared and the bottle slowly emptied.

    As Bangi''s drunkenness rose little by little, Furbo brought up the main topic with a slightly stiff expression.

    "By the way, it''s a room. Do you remember that time?"

    "What do you mean then?"

    "A few years ago, during the redevelopment of Noryangjin, when the Baekbeom faction ran as a service."

    "……How can I not remember?"

    What happened at that time was that he was a traitor to the people of the Baekbeom faction?

    As soon as the story of service came out, Bangi''s face quickly darkened.

    "I still remember vividly. Back then, Baekbeom''s family held a wooden bat. Smashing down the vendors'' stalls."

    "One lady...…. He grabbed my pants and hung on. Don''t break it down. We have to make money out of this. By the way, taking it apart like a lot. At that time... ..."

    Unknowingly, Bang''s muttering hands trembled.

    I poured soju into an empty glass with trembling hands, but the alcohol was dripping because it didn''t go well.

    Furbo, who was looking at that with shaky eyes, quickly kicked the bottle and followed it instead.

    The glass of gleaming cold liquor emptied the room in no time.

    "Don''t you regret it. In a way, we''re doing it because of the fur. The job."

    "Regret...…I regret it. Yeah, well, of course I went out with Mr. Furbo, but I don''t regret it. He was a good person. I''m just, just."I started to make ends meet and followed in the footsteps of the hairy brother.

    However, after the furry brother left, he seemed to have lost his meaning.

    Why I''m in the organization and how long I have to do this.

    Bang slowly confessed his true feelings.

    "Actually, I still have nightmares sometimes. The dream of an old lady holding my pant leg becoming a ghost. I, I really...…. I don''t know…….”

    Smoothly.

    "I want to stop. As a matter of fact, I actually want to stop. I miss my hometown...….”

    Bangi''s eyes, who had been saying so in a trembling voice, were moistened, and tears streamed down his cheeks.

    Bangi was a man of mountain-like bulk.

    I wasn''t fat, but my whole body was full of fine muscles, and my appearance was also ugly.

    But such a room sobbed like a child with a bright red face while drinking soju.

    The furbo slowly swept his big back.

    "I''m sure it''s memorable for you. Don''t you still remember? The shopkeeper you beat up.”

    "Yes, it''s vivid. It''s so vivid."

    "Do you know where you live?"

    "I don''t know where you live. But... I think I can know if I want to know. I know where the people who were selling there were pushed to. You''ll find it."

    "Well, why don''t you go apologize? For the lady. And the room is for you."

    "Apple……."

    "Yes, an apology. Like a man, man! Didn''t Mr. Hairy teach you that? A man should be responsible for what he says and does. Well, it''s the same thing with apples."

    "That''s, that''s...…. Yes, you''re right."

    Bang seemed to be determined.

    Let''s apologize.

    Let''s go, apologize and come back.

    Let''s sincerely confess and apologize for what I did wrong.

    "Well thought, room. Yeah, that''s a great idea."

    One person and one ghost emptied two bottles of soju and three servings of Dakgalbi.

    It was cold, so he patted Bang on the shoulder and woke up.

    "Go in. Good job."

    "Yes, thank you very much for your kind words! And thank you very much, boss. I''ve never imagined I''d taste my hometown in the middle of Seoul."

    "What? I''m more grateful that you enjoyed it."

    The room also offered 100,000 won to get it for now.

    Anyway, the furbos paid the same thing.

    It was quite profitable for a day of business, but it felt strange when everyone offered 100,000 won as if they had promised.

    "Go ahead."

    "Yes! Then I''ll go in first!"

    Bang, who bowed down and greeted Haru and the furry, left the cart bar.

    As I went out of the tent, I felt like I was sober as soon as the cold wind blew in at dawn.

    For a moment, I took a cigarette out of my coat pocket and bit it, and realized I had left my cell phone behind.

    I quickly went back to the cart bar.

    "Well, boss. By any chance."

    "You mean the cell phone? I kept it because it was far away."

    "Oh, thank you. I was surprised."

    The room where I politely received the cell phone that was given out for a day.

    Suddenly, in the cart bar, he looked around where he was sitting and asked Haru.

    "By the way, boss. Was there anyone else besides me?”

    "Huh? What''s that...…?”

    "There are two soju glasses. Well, didn''t you eat alone?”

    He said, "I really don''t know what I''m talking about."

    Bang looked around the cart bar and put a question mark on his face with a hint that he could not understand.In his memory, the existence of "someone" who had eaten together earlier disappeared without a trace.

    I just came to the cart bar alone and ate and drank alone.

    This is what the law of the underworld is.

    Choi Hanseok and Haru. And it was the moment when Furbo felt it keenly.