Healer

Giha picked up the documents from the sofa in the container office. Imsoo came in, and instead of sitting on the sofa, he saw a whiteboard hanging on the wall.

“What is that?”

[① Yaba ② Young doctor X ③ Old doctor X ④ Cocaine

Entrance

⑤ Me ⑥ Manager Imsoo]

It was written about people who were present at the castration on Christmas Day 10 years ago, and the surrounding area was full of meaningless doodles.

“I just scribbled it to clear my head. On the day the children were castrated in the warehouse, Yaba was fine without any protection from the screams of Cocaine. After that, healing did not work on him.”

Imsoo looked away from the board.

“I’ve been thinking about it, maybe it was the anaesthesia? When you anaesthetise, your senses become numbed.”

“Even anaesthetised wounds can heal. Unless you’re a corpse, you can’t escape the power of a healer. Yaba said he was already dead that day. It means that he had given up on his will to live, but it doesn’t make sense that no matter how much you have no desire for life, and no matter how much you distrust the healer, healing doesn’t work.”

Kang Giha leaned on the sofa and continued talking.

“Once upon a time, my father did an interesting experiment. The two healers tore the palms of their hands with a knife, set them facing each other, and then sang. When the song ended, the wounds on both of them healed cleanly. Healers also have an effect on each other, but how much less is it possible for an ordinary person to completely reject the power of a healer?”

“Or maybe Yaba’s poison repels even the power of Cocaine? I think it would be possible if it was Yaba.”

Imsoo was serious even when he joked. Kang Giha laughed. The data brought in this time had nothing to recover from other than the basics. Most of them were covered with technical terms, unintelligible to him and Imsoo. Imsoo held out a briefcase.

“Ah, I brought the documents you mentioned from the safe. But why all of a sudden…”

“I thought I’d file a gift tax return today.”

“Today…? It is only necessary to file a gift tax return within three months, so why not wait a little longer? Now, rumours that Cha Myunghwan has improved are spreading, Taeryung’s stock is on the rise, and then taxes will go up. Some see it as a temporary phenomenon and are predicting that it would be better to search for a new CEO as soon as possible. I also don’t think Cha Myunghwan can last 3 months. It will not be too late to file after Cha Myunghwan’s funeral.”

Kang Gihashook his head. What was this insecurity despite the fact that the paperwork was flawless?

“No. Putting the taxes aside, I need it back in my name before I can sleep with my feet up.”

“Alright.”

Imsoo’s brain turned fast despite his bandit-like appearance, so he understood his intentions. Kang Giha turned the blue ring round and round. If Cocaine was the perfect healer… No, the first thing to do was to find out whether the perfect healer was his father’s fantasy or if it existed at all.

By the way, if Cocaine saves Cha Myunghwan, he would antagonise Executive Director Cha, while Chairman Cha will have a different opinion on the benefactor who saved his son. Perhaps Chairman Cha was a safer ship to board on than Executive Director Cha. The problem was that it was uncertain whether Cha Myunghwan would survive even if he received the healing of Cocaine.

At that moment, Cocaine came in and stood in front of them. Because he wore a light-toned sweater, the inside of the container has changed to a neat atmosphere. They didn’t tell Cocaine about the perfect healer. He crossed his legs and buried his back on the sofa.

“So. Did you get a good look at the data I sent you?”

“There was not much to go on. The boss didn’t give just that much to me on purpose, did you?”

Kang Giha smiled brightly.

“You already knew that there are more types of healers, so what happened?”

“Accidentally. I thought there might be a different type of healer, and it just so happened that I was right.”

“By accident that I didn’t even know? Did you steal data from my home? Or did you go all the way to hell and even talk to a dead man?”

“Maybe I know more about healers than anyone. Since my body is one, there may be a lot of information inherent in my consciousness. Anything other than that? You are also curious. What the limits of my powers are, and if they’ll last forever.”

In the past, he was satisfied with the cleverness of Cocaine not exceeding the appropriate level, but now it was particularly annoying. Kang Giha grabbed Cocaine by the neck and slammed it against the wall. The wall shook at the violent impact.

“Answer me. Why are you suddenly interested in Healer’s data? Forget the reason your body is out of shape.”

“If the boss doesn’t tell me what you are hiding now, I have no intention of answering.”

Kang Giha raised his hand to slap Cocaine’s face. The guy put a thorn in his eyes, choking until his face swelled up. He tapped Cocaine’s face with the back of his hand.

“Let’s make a deal with me right now, are you meaning to say this? Why don’t you openly tell me what you’re thinking? Or I’m thinking of bashing your head in and seeing for myself.”

“Then what’s in my head will also be smashed in the air. If you don’t like it, give in first. Whether you’re looking for an assistant or scouring data, that comes first!”

The scream of Cocaine pierced the eardrums. As the sound-absorbing office shook, Imsoo tensed his shoulders. The whites of Cocaine were full of poison. He forgot that the hand with the ring remote was choking him. As the vibrations within him disappeared, Cocaine caught his exasperated breath.

“Not long ago, Cha Yiseok asked me to sing for appreciation to Cha Myunghwan. No, he ordered it. It has been two weeks since I officially took charge of Cha Myunghwan. I went there every day for two weeks, singing and being insulted.”

The eyes staring directly at Kang Giha radiated a nasty light.

“Well, from here on, it’s a mystery. Cha Myunghwan was so weak that he could not even withstand chemotherapy, and even the best medical staff gave up and waited for the day for him to die. But now, why is he walking around like that?”

“It must be thanks to your great songs.”

Kang Giha was sarcastic.

“The boss has so many thoughts that sometimes even the easy way becomes complicated.”

Cocaine smirked as if waving the bait right before his eyes. But his eyes were more evil than ever. He wasn’t the kind of guy who laughed like that. It was a poison flower that had just bloomed. Cocaine closed his eyes and looked at the hand that was clenched on his collar.

“Would you mind letting me go? If you press too hard, you may injure my vocal cords.”

Kang Giha wiggled his eyebrows. He had a feeling that now and in the future, maybe even a chip won’t be able to control Cocaine. If we push further from here, we don’t know how we’ll come out, so it would be a good idea to retreat tactfully. Kang Giha released his hand.

Cocaine grabbed his throat, bruised with a handprint and coughed. Then he stared at the whiteboard hanging on the wall. It was a doodle depicting the situation on Christmas Day, 10 years ago. The lips of Cocaine, who had been looking at the doodle for a long time, raised at the corner of his mouth.

“Human memory is very unreliable.”

Cocaine said politely and went outside. Kang Giha stared at the door where Cocaine went out. Just then his subordinates rushed into the office. The subordinate became contemplative and stuttered.

“Boss… I… Today I went back to tidying up the DVDs and there were only a few empty cases.”

At the sight of Kang Giha’s fierce gaze, his subordinate shuddered.

“S- Sorry! I’ve been monitoring them since the day I moved them, but what the hell happened… ! F- Fortunately, not all of them disappeared, only the necrophilia recordings.”

Although they kept backup copies, the loss of important recordings was something that should not be overlooked. Moreover, the videos of Executive Director Cha. However, after a few days of work at the store, his subordinate’s eyes were glazed over. Instead of swinging his fists, Giha pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and chewed it.

“Who was that guy you moved them with?”

“I- It’s me, Dokki, and Brown Bear. Morphine and Meth also helped, as hands were scarce. Oh, the lunatic was there too.”

“Did you just say that only the necro videos disappeared?”

“Yes.”

Could it be… Giha’s eyes twitched.

“Hey, where is Yaba now?”

Imsoo was called somewhere and said after finishing the call.

“He just arrived at Cha Myunghwan’s house. He’s already inside, what should I do?”

Fuck. Giha chewed on his cigarette and got up.

“Bring him to me right away when you’re done. He’s a sensitive guy, so don’t give off a strange feeling.”