Chapter 153.2: Post-Operation Wrap-Up Procedure (2)
“Captain,” Seok Kang-Ho called out to Kang Chan just as he was about to leave the terrace. “Let’s find happiness in this life. Don’t we have the right to that much, at least? You should do what you want to do with your parents so you won’t have regrets later on. You should also date Mi-Young. I want to see you living a genuinely happy life for once.”
Kang Chan blanked out even more due to how serious Seok Kang-Ho sounded.
Kang Chan smirked. Seok Kang-Ho grinned in return.
“Go home,” Kang Chan said.
“Okay.”
“Don’t make other plans tomorrow.”
Still grinning, Seok Kang-Ho made his way to the road. Not long after, they both hailed and got into two different taxis.
Seok Kang-Ho was right. They did have the right to be happy.
Has Seok Kang-Ho been living in discomfort like me because he took over someone else’s life?
Kang Chan couldn’t deny that every now and then, he would feel happy just because he got to meet Kang Dae-Kyung and Yoo Hye-Sook. Still, that didn’t answer why Seok Kang-Ho would say something like that.
Kang Chan took a deep breath and softly exhaled when the taxi arrived at Daechi-dong. He got out at the intersection and slowly made his way to the ice cream shop.
Now that he had thought about it, Choi Jong-Il still had to be following him.
He should have called him and treated him to dinner. Still, he couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable at the thought that he was still following him around while he was meeting Kim Mi-Young.
“Ugh!” Kang Chan tousled his hair after sitting down at a table.
He had so many thoughts going on in his mind that he was having a headache. Unfortunately, what Seok Kang-Ho said just made it even worse.
Seok Kang-Ho told him that they should be happy.
Kang Chan was adapting to his life right now. In his past life, he grew up with a drunkard of a father who would beat him up whenever he was drunk. They were also so poor that he could not even afford to buy a single serving of pork cutlets. After that, he spent the rest of his life on battlefields in Africa. He fought battle after battle until death finally claimed him.
Reincarnating?
It had been about six months now since he returned to life.
Could his past life, which lasted almost thirty years, disappear from his memories overnight?
While living with Kang Dae-Kyung and Yoo Hye-Sook, he was certainly learning how to be happy.
As Kang Chan rubbed his face, he smelled nicotine from his fingertips.
He went into the bathroom to wash his hands, then looked at the mirror above the sink.
Kang Chan smirked. His eyes really were glinting.
But wasn’t this only natural? It had only been two days since he killed over twenty people. It would be weirder if he already looked calm today.
Kang Chan dried his hands, returned to his seat, and blankly looked outside the window. Listening to Seok Kang-Ho talk only gave him a headache.
Kang Chan breathed in loudly to get rid of his thoughts. As he did, Kim Mi-Young entered the ice cream shop.
She waved at him.
Does she have to do that when it’s obvious she’s here to meet me?
“Do you want ice cream?” Kang Chan asked.
“Yes!”
She put her bag down on the chair and went to the display stand. After choosing an ice cream flavor, she returned to her seat.
Kim Mi-Young smiled, which made her look even prettier. She scooped up ice cream with a plastic spoon while looking at Kang Chan.
“Say ‘ah!’” Kim Mi-Young said.
“What?”
As Kang Chan looked at her with an expression that said, ‘What are you doing?’ Kim Mi-Young held out the spoonful of ice cream toward him.
This was the first time he would be doing this.
Despite feeling awkward, he ate the ice cream she was trying to feed to him. Strangely enough, that made Kim Mi-Young smile. She just kept eating afterward.
‘How old am I really?’
He normally behaved in a way befitting his previous age. However, he regressed into the perfect high schooler whenever he met Kim Mi-Young. That could be the biggest reason why he relaxed around Kim Mi-Young.
Everything would be simple if he could just decide how old he should behave.
If he went with his previous age, then that would make him a great match with Michelle. If he went with his current age, then it would be best to be with Kim Mi-Young.
Was who he liked more important? Even Seok Kang-Ho hadn’t gotten used to that problem even though he was already married.
“What are you thinking about?” Kim Mi-Young asked.
“I’m just thinking of how I can become happy.”
Kim Mi-Young’s eyes widened as she looked at Kang Chan. This was the expression that he had badly wanted to see during the operation.
“With me?”
Kang Chan also missed these strange questions. “Yeah.”
“Huhuhuhu, say ‘ah.’”
Kang Chan just silently ate the ice cream that Kim Mi-Young fed him.
After staying with Kim Mi-Young for about twenty minutes, they took a taxi home.
He tried his best to ignore the disappointment in Kim Mi-Young’s gaze as they parted ways and entered their respective apartment complex.
Kang Chan wanted to hug her but now was not the time.
“Bye!” Kim Mi-Young said.
“See you. You should sleep early.”
After sending Kim Mi-Young home, Kang Chan headed to his apartment.
Should I really disappear for about three days? No, I shouldn’t. That could quickly get out of hand.
When Kang Chan entered their home, he was greeted by nothing but silence from the entire apartment. Kang Dae-Kyung and Yoo Hye-Sook had probably gone to bed.
The trip to Jeju Island had probably tired them out.
Kang Chan headed into his room.
After lightly washing up and changing, he walked out of his room again. Much to his surprise, he found Yoo Hye-Sook standing in the living room. She still looked quite sleepy.
“I thought you were already asleep. Did I wake you up?” Kang Chan asked.
“No, I came out of the room because I wanted to see you. I’m sorry I slept and couldn’t wait for you.”
Kang Chan stared at Yoo Hye-Sook.
Wouldn’t things like this be happiness?
They should have just made me the son of a household like this from the start!
“It’s okay. I came home late anyway. Please go back to sleep. I’ll be heading to bed soon as well,” Kang Chan said.
“Okay.” Yoo Hye-Sook hugged Kang Chan and stroked his back.
Kang Chan just smiled.
“Goodnight, Channy.”
“Goodnight.”
As if she was walking and talking in her sleep, Yoo Hye-Sook smiled as she headed back to bed.
***
Kang Chan freshened up when he woke up. Afterward, he went outside and ran and worked out with Choi Jong-Il.
“Don’t you ever rest?” Kang Chan asked.
“Pardon?”
“You’ve been following me nonstop. You should go home.”
“If I rest now, I won’t be able to come back ever again.”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
Choi Jong-Il discretely looked at the entrance of the apartment. “A bunch of people want to serve you. It seems even Cha Dong-Gyun thought about applying to be an agent but was badly scolded by General Choi.”
Kang Chan smirked.
“As you’re probably well aware, the special forces are all connected. The men you commanded in the recent operation and the one in Mongolia talk about you like you’re an actual god. So if I rest for even just a moment, more than a dozen men would immediately show up to do my job instead,” Choi Jong-Il added.
They were annoying Kang Chan in so many ways.
“I’ll go home now. Make sure to have breakfast!” Kang Chan said, then went into his apartment.
After working out, Kang Chan always used the stairs because he didn’t want the smell of sweat to be trapped in the elevator.
As soon as Kang Chan returned home, Yoo Hye-Sook happily greeted him.
“Are you done working out?” Yoo Hye-Sook asked.
“Yes. How are you feeling?”
“I looked ugly yesterday, didn’t I?”
“No way! You looked prettier when you’re slightly sleepy.”
Yoo Hye-Sook side-eyed him in a pretty way, then headed to the kitchen.
After washing up, Kang Chan went out of his room. Kang Dae-Kyung and Yoo Hye-Sook were waiting for him so they could all eat breakfast together.
His morning was peaceful for once.
“How have you been lately, mother?” Kang Chan asked.
“Huh?”
Now that he thought about it, his question did sound kind of abrupt and strange.
“Is there anything you would like to come true or want to do?”
“Mm! I want to see you more often.”
“Aren’t you going to ask me?” Kang Dae-Kyung asked.
“I was just about to. How have you been lately, father? And is there anything you wish would happen?” Kang Chan scooped up rice with his chopsticks as he looked at Kang Dae-Kyung.
“I wish your mom would pay more attention to me.”
“You always tease me!” Yoo Hye-Sook exclaimed.
They finished breakfast with a smile.
Kang Chan sat in the living room and watched TV as he waited for his parents, who were rushing to get ready for work, to leave.
The news headlines were still all about the President of Russia’s visit to South Korea. While he was watching, Yoo Hye-Sook’s phone rang three times from the master bedroom. She seemed extremely busy with the Foundation.
Today, Kang Chan planned to meet up with Michelle and check the building. Afterward, he would start thinking about how to help with the school festival.
Buzz— Buzz—Buzz—. Buzz— Buzz—Buzz—. Buzz— Buzz—Buzz—.
Kang Chan’s phone, which was on his desk, rang as he organized what he had to do.
Kang Chan’s eyes glinted.
His heart didn’t throb or sink. Strangely, however, he felt anger filling not only his eyes but the top of his head as well.
‘Which son of a bitch is it this time?!’
Kang Chan didn’t know who was calling him or what the call was about, but he was starting to become unbearably enraged. He walked toward his room as if he was closing in on his enemy.
Buzz— Buzz—Buzz—. Buzz— Buzz—Buzz—.
Kang Chan looked at his phone.
‘Anne.’
Kang Chan answered the call and immediately pressed it against his ear.
“Ello!”
- Channy! I think my dad just got kidnapped!
Kang Chan inhaled softly.
- I don’t know what to do, Channy! Help me! Please! I really need you right now!
“Anne.”
Anne burst into tears as she waited for Kang Chan to continue.
“I will do whatever it takes to save the Ambassador. I promise you that. So don’t worry too much and keep calm, okay? I’ll be heading over to you as soon as the call drops. Where are you right now?
- I’m at the embassy right now.
“Alright. I’m on my way.”
- Thank you… Thank you so much, Channy.
Kang Chan put down his phone and changed as quickly as he could.
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