Healer - Chapter 22.2

“Lunatic! Where are you going?”

Despite Morphine’s call, Yaba took off his mask and left the group. He walked towards the elevator as the phone rang in his pocket. He checked his screen with a sense of resignation and a feeling of apprehension. It was Cha Myunghwan. From that day on, he had been calling Yaba from time to time. Yaba declined all of them and put the phone back in his pocket.

He made up his mind to stop staring at the phone. When I felt dizzy and leaned against the wall of the hallway, his thighs twitched. The skin peeling pain followed. Ugh… Even when he rubbed and smacked his thigh, the tremor did not go away. If he took the medicine, this pain would go away.

All that’s left was expired memories, cheques, and antidepressants. He used up the last antidepressant he had this morning by pouring it all into his stomach. Antidepressants were not available to just anyone. Moreover, there was no way to buy it when he did not have a resident registration card. He was going to ask Cha Yiseok where to get the drug. Just in case, he had brought the medicine Giha gave him, but he hadn’t touched it yet. He hadn’t intentionally stopped eating. His body had already adapted to the new drug, so he only wanted the new one.

Somewhere, a bug crawled and stood in front of Yaba. It hummed the song with the sound of pig napping. Another bug followed and added a chord. It was the first song he ever heard from them. The song was sad. Then, he tensed his toes to crush them. One step ahead, the black shoes squashed the bugs. Just then, a large hand grabbed Yaba’s chin and lifted it up. Someone came into his blurry vision.

“Don’t you have any reservations? Why aren’t you going inside?”

“I’m going to cut my hair.”

Yaba spoke obstinately and took a step forward. Kang Giha grabbed Yaba’s arm.

“Who said you could leave early? And your hair is fine so why?”

“I’ll be right back.”

“I don’t know what Chairman Cha will do, so don’t go around alone for a while.”

“I don’t want to. If I bring the thugs, I’ll be kicked out of the salon.”

“Go with me.”

“No.”

Even when Yaba tried to shake off Kang Giha’s hand, it stuck like leeches and didn’t work as expected. No, the strength itself did not enter the body. Kang Giha walked to the veranda at the end of the lobby. Contrary to his will, the body was dragged away. When they got to the veranda, the leech on his arm fell off, and the area was blood-red as if it had been sucked. Kang Giha asked.

“What’s wrong with your face?”

What was wrong? Yaba was curious, but hated looking into the mirror. It was because these days, the pale man appeared randomly. Kang Giha, who asked that question, also had trouble sleeping all night, so the area around his chin was stiff. At that time, Cocaine’s song would be flying around, but Kang Giha was not so dependent on Cocaine’s songs. He was once a drug trafficker and didn’t even put drugs in his mouth.

The thugs who experienced the miracle of Cocaine in the old days were so enchanted by the heavenly tone that it was difficult for them to live. From then on, Kang Giha gave a ban on Cocaine singing to his subordinates, and it took a long time for the youngsters to return to normal. After that, Kang Giha, as well as the eunuchs, could not hear the song of Cocaine unless it was an emergency. Those who went crazy due to Cocaine deserved the laughs.

“I heard you got caught stealing a knife from the kitchen again yesterday? If you get caught one more time, I really won’t let you go.”

Kang Giha rummaged through his suit pocket and held out his hand. In his hand, with his small wounds, he held a light green box. It was antidepressants. Yaba took it without a word and put it in his back pocket. The empty case that was seated first tossed and turned. He said suddenly.

“The guy who was stabbed in the throat by Hashish died this afternoon.”

“Only now?”

He narrowed his eyes with an insensitive tone. Cocaine would have saved him, but he was shocked by the death of Methadone and refused to sing despite all kinds of threats and conciliation. He did not force any further. If Cocaine turned his eyes and screamed enough to forget the existence of the chip in his head, it was because Kang Giha was also heading to death’s door. Even for himself, Kang Giha did not push Cocaine to the limit.

In any case, this story was a grand feat of eunuchs who are united in their hearts, and it would remain as a legend, and would remain in the mouths of the eunuchs.

Giha took out a cigarette. He tilted his head slightly and lit it with a Zippo lighter. Smoke blown by the wind permeated his nostrils. Suddenly, a black scorpion on the nape of his neck caught his eye. Yaba approached Kang Giha and pulled Kang Giha’s shirt down his neck so that the scorpion could be seen more clearly. His neck twitched. The scorpion he saw up close was magnificent. The scorpion head embedded in the side of the neck, the tail wrapped around the back, and the claw legs were hidden inside the shirt and then revealed.

“Giant Death Stalker, which means doer of death. The strongest among scorpions. It was venomous enough to kill a carnivorous, healthy adult male in two hours.”

He said. Yaba raised his hand rather than moving away from the black scorpion. When he touched the scorpion’s tail with his fingertips, the giant death stalker lifted its venom-stored tail.

“Does a tattoo hurt a lot?”

“It’s bearable. Why?”

“I want to do it too.”

If he had a tattoo, he wanted to have pubic hair tattooed on his hairless groin. With his fingers, he ran through the scorpion’s head and stomach, up to its tail. It was soft to the touch compared to its fierce appearance. If you cut a scorpion’s stomach, will blood come out? One day, he wanted to open a scorpion stomach and see what was inside. As Yaba’s breath scattered across the scorpion’s body, the scorpion wriggled its bloody tail.

At that moment, Kang Giha’s face came into view. Yaba’s lips were sucked into something. Without realizing what was going on, Yaba’s eyes widened. A leech shoved its head through the slightly gapped teeth. The leech twisted his body and entered deeper. To suck the blood of the flesh inside…

Yaba pulled out Kang Giha’s hair. With the back of his hand, he wiped the leech’s traces from the corners of his mouth, and looked at Kang Giha with eyes that did not contain any emotion. Kang Giha, who had been quiet for a while, suddenly spoke.

“Have you been contacted by Executive Director Cha?”

Yaba looked at him with emotionless eyes.

“I warned you. They are that kind of people.”

Observing Yaba, he asserted. After the incident, Cha Yiseok seemed to cut off contact with Kang Giha as well. ‘A tool that he will use and throw away when you don’t need it.’ For Cha Yiseok, it was a new realization that Yaba was on the same line as Kang Giha. It was disgusting to be tied to the same class as him. Kang Giha raised his body and showed an unknown composure

“Don’t worry. Because I’m not going to sit back and get screwed.”

He was genuinely curious, not sarcastic.

“How are you going to deal with him?”

“I have life insurance. If I show it to Chairman Cha, I can make at least one Executive Director Cha shake.”

The temperature dropped sharply. A powerful life insurance that can shake Cha Yiseok up, maybe collapse…

Yaba asked in an irritable voice.

“The life insurance… What is it?”

“You don’t need to know the details. Just know that.”

Maybe it’s the recording they talked about before? If he showed it to Chairman Cha, or if distribute it to the media… Yaba’s mind went blurry.

Yaba moved his heavy leg away from the railing.

“Then I’m leaving early.”

“Do not cut it.”

When he turned around, he was sitting on the railing and staring at him.

“I prefer your hair falling down your eyes like now. Don’t even tattoo. It doesn’t suit you.”

He said with his back to the night view. What would happen if Yaba pushed him away like this? That guy won’t go alone, so he’ll drag him and fall down there. Or he might quickly press the remote control. Even if he got rid of him, the dogs would bite and hide the life insurance so it was useless. Yaba turned away and stepped on the floor. He thought, as soon as he went back to the dorm, he should start brushing his teeth.