Knowing Brother-Chapter 32

Choi Seol-woo continued to lean against the desk, breathing like a goldfish out of water with his mouth wide open. Won Dae-young came over and sat on the floor with his knees down. He hugged Seol-woo. His cheek and chin touched his shoulder, which was drizzled with rain. At first, it was cold, but soon his hot body temperature soaked through and warmed his cheek. Choi Seol-woo gathered his strength and said.

“If you’re going to go, go now.”

His voice cracked and cracked. He said it again, thinking that he might not have heard him.

“If you’re going to go, go now.”

A clear liquid flowed down Choi Seol-woo’s chin as he sank into deep sleep. Without even realizing that his saliva was leaking out, Seol-woo blinked slowly as if he was about to fall into eternal sleep.

“If you don’t go now, if something like this happens again later, then.”

Won Dae-young wiped the hand he had used to wipe Seol-woo’s chin on his own mouth. In the complete darkness, he looked into Choi Seol-woo’s eyes. It was a glance that looked at the wound that was torn and kept bleeding. Seol-woo continued to say.

“I’ll kill you.”

I’ll really mess it up. Even worse than that broken watch and marker pen.

“If you go back, I’ll kill you, then.”

He hugged Seol-woo, who was sitting like a discharged robot, again, who was still breathing. His chest tightened and his face was caught in his arms. The end of the strong hug trembled a little. Won Dae-young was faintly shaking.

I don’t know why he shivered at that moment, but at least he wasn’t ignoring Seol-woo’s sincerity. On the contrary, he seemed to believe it deep in his heart. Choi Seol-woo felt it from the strength of his embrace as if he was going to pull Seol-woo into his body.

“Okay.”

Won Dae-young answered. Seol-woo burst out laughing at such an easy answer. It was clear that this was a different world. The grim reaper trying to comfort Choi Seol-woo made her laugh.

Seol-woo closed his eyes. Won Dae-young had already left, and he felt sorry for Mrs. Choi, but he wasn’t sorry at the same time. If Seol-woo went to another world, Mrs. Choi would need less money than she did now, and she would be able to work less and rest more. She wouldn’t need alcohol or cigarettes. That thought made her feel at ease.

He had no regrets. In the early morning, when the rain was falling like powder, Choi Seol-woo fell asleep in a warmer place than any other embrace.

When he opened his eyes, the room was filled with a pungent smell. The marker ink that had stained the floor and desk was much lighter than the night before. In the yard, he could hear Mrs. Choi and the neighboring grandmother laughing.

Won Dae-young, wearing a black baseball cap turned backwards, took off his padded jumper and sat down, fiddling with the legs of the folding table. Seol-woo fiddled with the blanket and asked.

“What’s that smell in the room?”

“Acetone, stain remover.”

Last night’s events left a clear trace. It wasn’t a dream or a trip to another world. Won Dae-young hit the table leg hard with the screwdriver handle.

“Take your medicine.”

Seol-woo took out the medicine bag in his baggy sweatpants. A faint laugh echoed from behind him.

“You listen well to me.”

“...Match? Who? Me? You? Me, my brother? My brother, my brother?”

“If I break up with you, this is what happens.”

Won Dae-young put his hand on his neck and made a cut.

“Then it’s a match.”

A bastard like the grim reaper. Choi Seol-woo stared at the ceiling, tasting the bitter taste of the pill he hadn’t swallowed yet. The evil mockery wasn’t over yet. He said with a grin.

“I really like our Seol-woo because he’s a real idiot.”

“.......”

“So much.”

That day, Won Dae-young was going to leave and find another house. But he gave up and let Choi Seol-woo sleep. The smell of rain that morning was their only secret. It was probably impossible for Choi Seol-woo to feel that feeling again, how happy he was when he heard the sound of sneakers going up the stairs to the second floor again.

Honestly, Choi Seol-woo thought that Won Dae-young’s decision was temporary. She believed that he would leave the house again a few days later, so she completely ignored him after that.

However, it was some strong force that caught Won Dae-young. His decision not to leave this house was not a momentary weakness and a half-hearted lie, but a decision driven by some pure power.

As evidence, he had something to bear in order to stay here.

Won Dae-young did not leave the two-story house, and soon after, Choi Seol-woo learned another important fact.

There cannot be two kings in a wild. It was a place where you had to decide who would become the bigger monster, and this world was wild. This two-story house was no exception.

It was a winter day when my toes would get cold if I went outside barefoot and in slippers.

In the depths of the night, the side door slammed shut as if it was going to break. My shoes staggered up the yard and stairs. That day, Won Dae-young hadn’t left the house since morning.

- ... Come out here! Today, one of you or me will die.

I thought he was just loafing around that day, but there might have been another reason. He might have been preparing to face the necessary work, knowing how the house was going.

A loud sound hit the ceiling. Soon after, footsteps with an enormous weight thumped the ceiling near Won Dae-young’s room. Won Dae-young’s voice was not heard at all.

Choi Seol-woo ran to the room near the yard. As he opened the curtains, a loud noise he had never heard before collapsed the second floor. Crunch, thump— The whole house shook and the eerie sensation resonated through my whole body.

- ... Come here! ... Wow!!

The man who was being held back by something screamed like an animalistic tantrum. The sounds that were constantly pounding on the floor were ferocious and urgent.

His heart was beating so hard that it almost jumped out of his chest. Seol-woo opened the door. It was dangerous, that he had to hide so he wouldn’t get hurt. His head said that, but his actions ignored it all.

“...Please come...!”

He was the first one to open the second-floor front door, muttering, “Please help me.” He got out the door, his legs gave out, and he fell, landing on the windowsill. He got up again and shouted for help a little louder. However, his small scream was drowned out by the scream of the old woman inside.

- Aah!

It was a loud, high-pitched scream. Up until now, it was the old woman who had never screamed no matter how much the second floor was crashing. Her scream, which had thrown away her dignity and dignity, was filled with fear. The boiling goosebumps echoed louder once more. The sound of footsteps running away with a terrible scream was covered by a loud noise and fell to the floor.

- Gyaaaaak-!!

The moment the eyes of Choi Seol-woo and the eldest brother staggering down the stairs met, heavy footsteps shook the second floor.

- Give me.

It was Won Dae-young's voice.

A large silhouette moved behind the rose-patterned curtain. Choi Seol-woo ran up the stairs at the sound of entangled bodies hitting the floor and rolling.

"Please call 112. Do you have a phone?"

The eldest brother came down # Nоvеlight # the stairs and asked Seol-woo for help. Choi Seol-woo couldn't stay still because he was worried about Won Dae-young. Even at this moment, he didn't know what terrible thing was happening on the second floor.

"There's a phone at home. Hyung, hurry up and do this. I... I..."

Choi Seol-woo climbed the stairs. The sound of bones and fists hitting the floor was still heard from inside the second-floor window. Won Dae-hyun grabbed Choi Seol-woo’s clothes.

“It’s dangerous, where are you going! Get in the house!”

A loud noise erupted from the second-floor front door. Someone slammed into the tightly closed door, causing it to shake violently. Things fell and a short groan was heard. When Seol-woo threw his hand away, Won Dae-hyun let out a sharp groan.

“Ha....”

He glared at Seol-woo as if he was annoyed and ran inside the house. Choi Seol-woo stepped onto the stairs with trembling legs. At that moment, the second-floor front door burst open. Two men were entangled in the light.

It was a desperate struggle. Their bodies were entangled, and they swung their arms roughly. The front door hit the wall hard and hit the two In-youngs again. The silence, which was nothing but the sound of breathing, meant that they were exerting their strength without even being able to make a sound. The sound of footsteps and ferocious force surged up the stairs.

“Let go.”

He had no idea whose voice it was. Choi Seol-woo’s eyebrows fluttered in the winter wind.

“...This...!”

The arm that swung violently hit his body, and the hand that grabbed his shoulder was filled with extreme strength. The hand that desperately pushed his chin and cheek also felt incredible strength. At some point, four feet were pushed up to the stairs. Silver flashed between the entangled arms and fists.

Seol-woo backed away from the yard. His chest sank to the floor.

One of the two figures coming down the stairs collapsed with his back against the railing. The man who had subdued him from above slammed the man who had fallen down onto the railing several times. He pressed down so hard that his neck snapped back. Blood was clearly visible on the hand that had grabbed the man’s arm and neck. With his bloody hand, Won Dae-young snatched the kitchen knife from the man. The knife rolled down somewhere on the stairs.

Won Dae-young grabbed the man’s collar and hair with both hands at the same time. The man swung his arms and legs with desperate strength. Won Dae-young threw the man back against the railing with terrifying strength. The man let out a groan. He couldn’t breathe properly, perhaps because his internal organs were hit hard, and soon he collapsed upside down on the stairs.

Until then, Won Dae-young’s two eyes directed at the man were filled with madness that wouldn’t be strange if he were slashing at his target. His bulging pupils glowed. Choi Seol-woo stood against the wall, holding his breath.

The man who collapsed on the stairs looked as if he were dead. Won Dae-young grabbed the man’s collar and bent down. Won Dae-young muttered a few words into the man’s ear. The content of the words was inaudible.