September 17, 2030

  Ten days have passed since Kim Dae-hyun returned from the military prison. Although he no longer bullied or hit his successors, afraid on going back to the military prison, Baek was still reluctant to see him here. He seemed to have forgotten his school days, but honestly, it felt like a lie. And most of all, he was sleeping every time he entered the watchtower duty with him.

  "Oh, that crazy bastard. He needs to see the devil one day." Baek Hyung-jin talked behind Kim Dae-hyun's back while having dinner with Park Sung-jae at a restaurant. Gamamusa, disguised as Park Sung-jae, calmly disguised his hide as Park Sung-jae, but he thought that je would get caught soon.

  "Hey, by the way, isn't it hard for you to be a cook? As far as I know, you were disciplined last time for not putting all the ingredients in the dinner." When Baek Hyung-jin asked, Gamamusa shrugged. Baek sighed. "It must be Kim Dae-hyun again. Oh, he put your head in the food container last time, but this time it's very..."

  Kim Dae-hyun appeared at the restaurant and went to eat. Baek whispered, "…Be careful anyway. No one knows what else he's going to do." Gamamusa smirked. "When did you start caring? Just pretend you didn't know. It'll be good for you, too." When Gamamusa left with his plate, Baek looked at him with unease. "...Oh, sure, pretty face. It would be better if you spoke a little more humbly."

  ...

  Baek opened his eyes to the sound of fire. He was lying half-down on the roof of his car when it flipped over. His lower body was still hanging from the car's seat with a seatbelt. "...Oh, it was good to fasten your seatbelt..." It wasn't exactly a good situation, but his situation was better than the others. Some of the kids were strewn out of the window, with their heads stuck in the car windows. Baek looked back. Fortunately, Kim Dae-hyun was alive thanks to the cushion in the back of the car.

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  "…oh, we have to get out of here first..." Baek unbelt down his car and slowly crawled out the broken front window. Fortunately, the glass fell out of the bin and did not have any fragments of the glass, but Baek took off his uniform and moved forward with it on his arm. As he stepped out of the car, he slowly got up. "Phew... That took me a long time. I thought I was going to die. Who are those people?" Baek looked casually at the truck. Fortunately, the truck was dented on one side, but the driver's seat was still intact and stood still.

  "Hoo-oh, I need to help that side first." Baek looked at the group of students and then turned around without much regret. They were garbage that deserved to die anyway. He went to the passenger seat of the truck to look inside. The driver was fine, but the passenger seat was all dented and the glass flew in. The person sitting in the passenger seat seemed to be in a coma. He was taller than Baek, but he was wearing a school uniform, and he didn't seem like a grown-up. However, he couldn't see well because it was dark. "Hooh...Damn it..." Baek grabbed the person by the collar and pulled him down through the smashed side window. When he put the person down on the floor, Baek couldn't forget his bloody face. It was Jang Cheol-jin.

  ...

  Gamamusa was cooking in the kitchen, where he was working with a senior. It wasn't time for personal maintenance yet, but when the two sergeants ran out to rest when they found out thay Gamamusa could finish cooking by himself. Senior corporal, who was working next to Gamamusa, approached him and shook his shoulder. "Hey, are you done?.. I'll finish cleaning the kitchen, so go take a rest..." Gamamusa smiled at him slightly. "Yes, I'll just take a look at the refrigerator." As the Gamamusa went to the refrigerator and checked the items, Senior corporal smiled. "Man, he's so hard working."

  After checking the amount of food in the refrigerator, Gamamusa took out the side dishes from some of the side dish containers assigned for September and moved them to October. He then sprinkled white powder on them. "Hmm, no one knew about the amount of food and moved on. Kim Dae-hyun is the only one who is particularly sensitive." In fact, Kim Dae-hyun has been sensitive to the amount of food since he was in the outpost with the cook, Park Sung-jae. So whenever Gamamusa siphoned off the ingredients like this, he noticed with the hawk's eyes. Even so, the executives thought it was useless interference.

  ...

  When it was time for personal maintenance, Gamamusa returned to the living quarters. Although it was not yet time for bed, Gamamusa had his bedtime guaranteed because of the cooking, and thanks to this, all of his living quarters were away except for Gamamusa himself. Gamamusa took out a large bag (disguised as a military bag). He then took out a wireless set from it.

  When the wireless set was turned on, he set the radio to a frequency that was not on the military radar and sent it somewhere. When the wireless set was set a tone, Gamamusa held his breath quietly. The wireless set a thick voice. "..Kim Dae-hyun.. Is he over there?" Gamamusa responded in a cold voice with no emotion in it. "First thing's first. Give me what we've agreed on. Where's the sleeping gas, Judge Jang Chul-dae?"