#109. Result. 17
“I guess a celebrity is here?”
“Who are you? Who are you?”
People started gathering one by one, but it didn't take long for a crowd to form.
Park In-hyeok handled it well as if it wasn't his first or second time experiencing something like this.
He showed his generosity by taking pictures with the cell phones that people held out to him.
“I really enjoyed watching Synesthesia!”
“You’re handsome!”
As words poured out to Park In-hyeok, Woo-jin lifted the mask he was wearing a little higher.
The reason I wore a mask was simple.
People were already asking me if I was unknown, but it would be even more difficult if it became known that I was with actor Park In-hyeok.
Woojin said.
“Let’s go in and eat.”
Woojin went into the store and handed the woman some chicken stock and MSG.
And he said, looking at the tteokbokki and soup on the iron plate.
“Try mixing one tablespoon of chicken stock with half a tablespoon of MSG.”
The old woman, who had been blankly staring at the crowd of people, answered with a voice that was half curious and half serious.
“Shall we give it a try?”
Woojin nodded.
“Magic will happen.”
At Woojin's words, the woman boldly began mixing seasoning into the tteokbokki.
After stirring it a few times, I put the tteokbokki in a paper cup and tasted it.
"ah…."
It was really delicious.
I've tried many different things to bring out the flavor of tteokbokki, but this was truly ridiculously delicious.
At that moment, Park In-hyeok, who was outside, came inside.
“Mr. Woojin, would you like to move seats?”
I guess it was because when there were a lot of people, it was hard to communicate with Woojin.
“Let’s eat some tteokbokki before we go. Here, please give me a tteokbokki set for two.”
“Just wait a moment~”
At that moment, people who had been watching started to come into the store.
The place quickly filled up, and outside, people were eating oden and openly looking inside.
The guests whispered and glanced at Park In-hyeok.
“He’s really handsome.”
“Look at the ratio.”
“Wow, really wow.”
Park In-hyeok smiled and whispered.
“You’ll be shocked when you see Mr. Woojin’s face.”
Even in Park In-hyeok's eyes, Woo-jin was handsome enough to slap an actor.
In addition, it had a strange charm.
If it was revealed that Shin Woo-jin was unknown, he would have been flooded with CFs.
Among the many CFs, if there is one that suits Woojin well… … .
I suddenly had a thought that it might be an advertisement related to food.
“Here it is. Enjoy your meal. You are really handsome.”
The old woman only looked at Park In-hyeok with curiosity for a moment, and she had no choice but to turn around immediately at the onslaught of orders.
Park In-hyeok exclaimed in admiration again as he dipped his kimbap in tteokbokki sauce and ate it.
“The tteokbokki here is real. The fried food is also crispy.”
Woojin nodded while bringing the tteokbokki to his mouth.
The thing that Woojin liked and thought was most meaningful about the friendship snack was the tteok-kkochi, and he didn't care if the taste of the tteokbokki changed.
No, rather, it was made delicious by using seasoning.
“Huh? The taste has completely changed? It’s really delicious.”
“Wow… At this point, you didn’t buy the recipe with your own money, did you?”
“I’ll eat the yolk.”
They took pictures and posted them on social media, making Park In-hyeok's existence known.
No one approached Park In-hyeok without warning.
The line waiting outside was just slowly getting longer.
“Is observation fun?”
Park In-hyeok, who was happily eating tteokbokki, shook his head at Woojin's words.
Park In-hyeok answered with sparkling eyes.
It was because the story they wanted to share came out of Woojin's mouth.
“Oh, it’s difficult. I can’t concentrate and I feel like I’m getting distracted.”
“As I said, it’s not easy at first. Just think about figuring things out one at a time. Would you please look at the table next to us and smile?”
Park In-hyeok turned his head and looked at the table where two women were sitting.
And when Woojin smiled as he told them to, the two women's faces turned red and they covered their mouths with their hands.
“You’re really handsome.”
"thank you."
Park In-hyeok answered leisurely and turned his head to Woo-jin again.
“What did you see?”
“Um… …. Just a general feeling?”
“Do you think that’s the reaction most women have when they see actor Park In-hyeok?”
“Um… . Right.”
“Why do you look at it like that?”
“Because you’re a celebrity? Because you’re handsome?”
Park In-hyeok laughed bitterly as if he had been caught in something.
“It’s embarrassing to say that. I think what Woojin said is right.”
“A blushing face is a sign of increased heart rate due to adrenaline-induced tension, and covering your mouth can be a sign of lying, but if the other person is very attractive, it can also be an unconscious act of wanting to hide yourself. You become quiet in front of someone you like, don’t make eye contact, and try to hide yourself as much as possible. You don’t want to show anything or be caught, either on the surface or on the inside. Depending on the environment in which you grew up, each person’s tendencies may differ, but this is the basic base.”
“So what I just said was just a look?”
“Yes. I thought it was natural.”
"ah……."
“People are complicated, like they are made up of tens of thousands of gears. However, if you understand the order in which the gears mesh together, it becomes easy. You can predict with high probability how that person will move in the future.”
Park In-hyeok's eyebrows slightly furrowed.
I felt even more confused by the words that seemed to suggest that we should understand the human body as well as just look at it.
But the appeal was clear.
Woojin opened his mouth as if to show the way.
“Hormone. I think it would be better to start with understanding hormones. Hormones and human emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure are very deeply related. I think it would be better to start with understanding hormones, like taking the first step.”
“Studying… … .”
Park In-hyeok smiled and put the tteokbokki in his mouth.
“The only thing I’ve studied properly is acting. I’m in big trouble.”
“Should we get up now? I have something that I think actor Park In-hyeok would find interesting.”
“What is it?”
“First of all, can I ask for your autograph saying that this restaurant is delicious? I want my regular restaurant to do well.”
“I think I might become a regular customer too.”
Park In-hyeok gladly took a picture with the woman and signed an autograph.
And then I came out.
“Whoa!”
“You’re cool, oppa!”
“I’m a fan!”
People were swarming.
“This is a really good tteokbokki restaurant! I guarantee it! Try it! Please give synesthetes lots of love. Thank you!”
Park In-hyeok was giving people a quick greeting, and Woo-jin was looking away, looking at the real estate.
Soon the two were able to get into the car, and while the crowd of people in the car continued to take pictures, Park In-hyeok's attention was elsewhere.
“Woojin, you’re interesting. I’ll try to guess. Um… … Guessing someone’s job? Something like that? So you’re going for a drive? So you can guess while watching people?”
“That’s easy, so I’ll try something else.”
"which……?"
“I think it would be better to just leave. I think people will keep flocking in.”
Park In-hyeok started the engine and carefully started to leave the parking lot.
When they came out onto the road like that, Woojin's mouth opened.
“Do you know how many crimes occur in our country each year?”
“Well, since public security is good, isn’t it less than other countries?”
Woojin looked ahead and spoke calmly.
“There are 297 murders, 482 attempted murders, 782 robberies, 5,310 rapes, and 1,362 arson crimes.”
Woojin continued speaking.
“There were 186,957 thefts, 287,913 assaults, and roughly 700 fights or assaults per day.”
Park In-hyeok, who had stopped at a signal, turned his head to Woo-jin.
“1,243 cases of confinement.”
“How do you know that? Why would you… … .”
Woojin's answer was short.
“I’m curious. And observation can prevent crime. It can even catch criminals. Let’s go into that alley over there.”
At Woojin’s words, Park Inhyeok turned the steering wheel.
He probably thought it was a joke, but Woojin's words were enough to eat away at his actions.
Park In-hyeok opened his mouth as if he was having fun.
“Does this feel like a patrol?”
* * *
His hair, locked in solitary confinement, is as white as frost.
He was sitting and reading a letter, the hand holding the letter trembling slightly.
He was the culprit who had locked Woojin up in the warehouse.
[Getting adequate sunlight and exercising are good for your body. Eat moderately and eat a variety of side dishes. As you get older, if you feel that your surroundings are distracting and absent-minded, move your eyes to the left for 3 seconds, to the right for 3 seconds, and up and down for 3 seconds each, thinking that you are exercising your eyes, and move them 10 times… … .]
Whack! Whack!
He muttered as he roughly tore the letter apart.
“개새끼가……. 이런 개새끼가…….”
The monthly allowance that came in steadily seemed to be dazzling to my eyes.
[I want to see you soon]
It always seemed as if the last words written in the letter were spoken to my ears as a voice.
He got up from his seat, laughing like a madman, and approached the bars overlooking the hallway.
The time is 9 o'clock at night.
It was unclear what the guards were doing at this time.
This was the result of two days of testing in solitary confinement.
Of course, he also planned to enter solitary confinement by injuring the prison guard.
The preparation was perfect.
The time given to you is about 30 minutes.
His hands went towards his hips.
And then slowly he started pulling something.
To my surprise, a stinking clothesline was coming out.
I pulled the clothesline out like that for a few minutes and tied it to the window bars.
He was trying to commit suicide by hanging himself.
He chuckled as he looked at the finished line.
"If you think you can kill me?"
His actions were without hesitation, as if he had made up his mind.
I hung the clothesline around my neck and let my body hang limply.
A tightness in my throat set in, and soon my face started to feel puffy.
Yet he didn't even think of putting his feet on the ground.
The will to die seemed strong.
Rather than feeling like I was losing my breath, I felt like my consciousness was fading away.
The corners of his mouth, drooling, turned up slantedly as if he was smiling.
When I felt my eyelids closing and I lost all thoughts of him.
“Number 2038!”
bang!
The guard came running in, shouting.
And then he lifted him up.
A colleague came in, cut the rope right away, and slapped 2038 on the cheek to check for consciousness.
“Coolook! Heeeeek! Heeeeek!”
Number 2038 regained consciousness, coughing and making strange gasps.
Number 2038 spat and screamed.
“That bastard won’t leave me alone! Just let me die!”
* * *
Park In-hyeok's car was entering a small park.
At that moment, Woojin opened his mouth while continuing to look at the man he was watching.
“I guess I’ll have to stop here. Could you turn off the engine?”
Park In-hyeok thought, “No way, no way.”
But I couldn't help but feel the dry saliva flowing down my face.
