Swallow Hunting - Chapter 14.2
“Guess I really lost my mind.”
He smacked his forehead over and over, clawed at his hair, and collapsed onto the spot. A sound halfway between a scream and a pained groan burst out between his lips.
“Could I get an advance?”
“Aaagh.”
He had even gotten shaken down for money. The real mystery was Lee Kang-ju calmly handing it over.
When the morning sun rises, the diary written at dawn always feels embarrassing. Hae-jun buried his face, twisted as if about to cry, in both hands, then suddenly snapped his head up.
Since he had come back alive from the boundary between life and death, he could not afford to waste time like this. The first thing he had to do was pay the interest to the loan sharks. The second was to find Lee Kang-ju and either repay the money or figure out another way.
Both his body and mind were exhausted. He wanted to take a taxi, but he could not recklessly spend the little money he had been given, so Hae-jun dragged his heavy legs toward the underground passage.
***
His phone was flooded with threatening messages disguised as reminders. Messages saying they were sharpening knives to take out his kidneys, complete with photos of sashimi knives, were mild by comparison.
Hae-jun paid the interest first. Almost immediately, Choi Man-seok called. He did not want to answer, but he cursed and picked up anyway, worried the man would seize on it as an excuse to come looking for him.
“Hello.”
-Where did you get the money?
“I worked.”
-Worked my ass. I know you are screwed.
“It still works.”
Hae-jun replied as calmly as he could. Cold sweat ran down his back. For a moment, he wondered if the other side had figured out that he was impotent.
There was no way. He had avoided second rounds using the excuse of poor condition, and the only person who knew his dick was broken was Yohan. If it were a loan shark, the Yohan who shuddered at the very mention of them would never have chattered like a sparrow.
-What, you are juggling two sponsors. If so, you should just borrow from me instead. You are VIP, so I will give you cheap interest. You just have to suck my balls once. Easy, right.
What kind of idiot borrows loan shark money just to pay loan shark interest. The cackling laughter felt like it was rotting his ears, so he pulled the phone away. With his other hand, he fidgeted with the business card that Lee Kang-ju had probably pressed into his hand. The smooth texture brushing his fingertips felt oddly nice.
“I am a bit busy. Do you have anything else to say.”
– Such an arrogant little bastard. I really hope you fall behind just once. Just once.
Was he telling him to pay up or not? Choi Man-seok spat out a curse and hung up.
Hae-jun shuddered once and stared blankly at the business card in his hand. On the palm sized card were Lee Kang-ju’s name and the company name.
<Baeksong Finance>. The company name reeked of dirty money.
He searched the company name on his phone. Instead of the company he was looking for, only restaurants and cafes from unrelated industries popped up. He switched search engines just in case, but it was still completely hidden.
“Definitely a gangster.”
Seeing a company that had a business card but not even a single website ironically confirmed exactly what kind of place Lee Kang-ju belonged to. After all, if you saw someone being ground under a heel like that and still could not guess, that would be blindness.
He needed to say thank you, but thinking that Choi Man-seok and Lee Kang-ju were both loan sharks who sucked the marrow out of others made his fingers hover over the keypad for a long time.
Hae-jun messed up his hair and stomped his feet, fighting the urge to avoid it. No matter what, thanks to Lee Kang-ju, he had not jumped off the bridge, had enjoyed the luxury of getting IV nutrients at a hospital, and most importantly, had paid the interest. Walking away without even saying thanks was something Yohan’s grandmother in heaven would never forgive.
“Could I get an advance?”
This mouth of his really deserved to get punched. Why did he say something like that?
First, he would say thank you. He would say he would repay the money gradually and explain that offering to sell his body was just nonsense that slipped out when he was out of his mind for a moment.
He would draw a line, saying that things change once the immediate fire at his feet is put out, that it was not a matter of cold reason but simple reality. Selling his body to women was a win-win situation, but putting men on the customer list. Sure, his dick would happily get sucked for money, but anything beyond that was impossible no matter how much he thought about it.
Especially Lee Kang-ju. When the image of an arowana-like flexible and massive body shimmered before his eyes, a shiver ran through him. At the same time, his crotch almost stirred. Hae-jun slapped the inside of his thigh hard with his palm and killed it.
He squeezed his eyes shut and pressed the call button. The ringing went on for a long time. Just as he was about to hang up and leave a message instead, the other side answered.
– Yes.
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