Chapter 158: The kind of person I am...

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Chapter 158: The kind of person I am... "I... I don’t have any excuse." I said to them, unable to maintain eye contact "Just how...?" Min-Cheol grabbed his hair, biting his lips as he stared at me, pained. "It must hurt a lot, Hyung." My eyes widened but then it softened as I realized he wouldn’t blame me, just like Jin-Yeok. Rather, he would feel my pain in my place and wish he could feel it instead of me. "I don’t like this, Hyung. I don’t like this." Min-Cheol said and I nodded. I finally raised my head and smiled. "It might look like this but believe me, I can’t even feel it." I said. "That’s why you’re so reckless." Seo-Jun said. "The burn probably numbed your nerves, that’s why you don’t feel it now. Once you start getting it treated, you’ll feel it for sure." He said and shook his head. "You’re going to be in a lot of pain." Yes, thank you for the bitter reminder. He... Wasn’t making things easier for me. "Huff." I was feeling hot and probably sweaty too. I just hope I won’t get a fever from this. "Don’t be harsh." Jin-Yeok said to Seo-Jun, his eyes dark. "Jo-Pil is suffering right now. Don’t make light of this issue just because he isn’t crying yet." Yeah, tell him. My situation isn’t something to laugh about. "Hwang Jo-Pil," Seo-Jun called and folded his arms, tilting his head as he looked at me. "You said I should watch you, right? Well, I have." What was this? Why was he bringing this up now? "And from what I can say, you’re simply a pretentious opportunist who only acts as he sees fit for the situation." I flinched. Was this the time to be saying something like that? "You’re careless; you’re pretentious, and you’re also intentional to the point that I still get confused about how you were able to get the other three wrapped around you’re fingers." "Hey, that’s enough!" Jin-Yeok said to him but he continued, ignoring the warning. "You probably used one of those little tricks you keep in your pocket to hook them at their weaknesses. I know it. You’re nothing but a sly, sneaky, and conniving slave who thinks he can leech off his masters and head to the top instead of carrying out your duty. That’s the kind of the person I watched all these days and that’s the kind of person you are." My body trembled. I wanted to hit him. I wanted to hit him so badly. What was wrong with wanting to survive? And I hooked them on their weaknesses? What was wrong with that? It wasn’t like I was trying to take advantage of them or steal their riches. I... I simply made up for the things they were lacking, the things they needed. I was being there for them because I knew no one else would be there for them. No one could stop them from making the mistakes they’ll make later in life. No one would wipe their tears when they cried with regret or from the pains of the past... There was no one. I... I just wanted to help them and then survive. I wanted to live a happy and carefree life? What was so wrong with that? Hearing these words that explained what I had been doing so far but in such a brutal and harsh way, I couldn’t help but tear up. Okay, this guy got me this time. "Are you happy?" I asked as I raised my head, showing the tears that were streaming down my cheeks. "Are you happy now that you’ve seen the kind of person I am and exposed me? You must feel really proud." (Clap for yourself, you ass) Jin-Yeok and Min-Cheol were still there and my words now meant I was admitting to his every word. I was agreeing that I was a conniving opportunist who was using their weakness to keep them in my grasp. But... I wanted to believe that the feelings that had for me would allow them to overlook even the truth that seemed so bizarre. Better still, if they accept me for that than deny it in their hearts. "The kind of person I am..." My body trembled. "How do you think I lived for this long with dangerous guys chasing after me for loans I never took or even signed? Do you know how I was able to live so far without getting ripped to pieces in a sea filled with hungry sharks? It’s because I used my head. I... I was smart." I sniffed. "You can call me an opportunist just because you watched me for a few days but to tell you the truth, I’m just someone who’s trying to survive," I said and then yelled as my emotions spiked with rage and bitterness. "What’s so wrong with wanting to live?" My words left a rather still tremor in their hearts and I could see it through their expressions. My words got to them. As it should. But I wasn’t faking it this time. I... I really wanted to live. "You called me cunning," I said. "But did I deceive anyone? Did I tell a lie? I never lied or deceived them. I told the truth every time and I... I only tried to avoid a situation where I would be at a disadvantage, where I would freeze up and not be able to do anything." I looked at my trembling hands. "So, I used my head a lot so I could avoid the things that scared me and did everything else they asked of me. Tell me..." I looked up at him, the tears flowing down like a heavy stream. "What did I do so wrong? Why... Just why do you hate me so much?" As soon as I asked that, Min-Cheol turned around l, his fist clenched and suddenly lounged towards Seo-Jun, giving him the punch that he had been holding back for so long. Seo-Jun did not expect the punch and neither did I. But I guess this was the breaking point for Min-Cheol. "You’ve done enough." He said to Seo-Jun, clenching his fist hard as if waiting for the moment to throw his fist a second time. "I don’t care if this means I’m breaking the treaty on my part but think about it. You’re the worst bastard on the planet." I saw this and almost laughed. It was a punch well deserved. A punch I wished could be repeated a few more times but I was feeling faint. Yeah, I know. I was so weak that I easily fainted. Call me, Jo-Pil the fainter. I thought Seo-Jun would retaliate but he did not. He stood there, his face bent to the side from the punch he got from Min-Cheol. He did not try to straighten his face and just stood there, frozen. That was the last thing I saw before my eyes closed, and I fell, but Jin-Yeok caught my arm, looking at my weak state, and then glared at Seo-Jun. "I don’t know if you’re lucky or I’m the unfortunate one." He said and released his clenched fist. If he had been the one to throw the punch, it would’ve definitely not stopped with just one punch. He was a mafia, after all. To such a wrong, a single punch was not enough to make it right.

Chapter 158: The kind of person I am...

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