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44. Live Kindly
After parting with Ryumin,
Ma Gyeong-rok remained seated and recalled his last words.
-Is this information enough to prove my ability?
It certainly was enough.
Information about Round 4 couldn't be obtained anywhere else.
'Of course, that's assuming the information turns out to be correct.'
The Round 4 information he heard from Ryumin was surprising.
'Does such a tragedy really unfold?'
If it's true, he needs to be careful from the start.
He can't be careless about watching his surroundings.
Just then, An Sang-cheol beside him suddenly bowed his head.
"I'm sorry, CEO. I got excited earlier and raised my voice..."
"It's fine. You were thinking of me, right?"
"Then... may I say one more thing while I remember?"
"Feel free to give your opinion without holding back."
"Honestly, I'm suspicious of this Ryumin person. Seeing the future... If he had such an ability, why would he bother helping us instead of just living well on his own?"
"He said he wants to grow together with our company, right? He probably wants to earn more money."
"Is there really a need for that? With 280 billion, he already has enough to live luxuriously for a lifetime without using it all."
"I guess that's not enough for him. Human greed knows no bounds. Even I would immediately invest if I had definite profitable information."
"Even so, it's too risky to just believe his information. I'm doubtful such an amazing rune even exists."
"I agree with that. However."
Ma Gyeong-rok's eyes changed.
Like a hawk eyeing its prey.
"If he really is a prophet who can see the future, we need to definitely make him our ally. Think about it. How helpful would it be if we could get information and prepare for every round? The company's growth in the process would be a bonus."
"But whether he's really a prophet..."
"That's it."
Ma Gyeong-rok raised one corner of his mouth.
"We'll find out if we wait and see, won't we?"
* * *
On the way home,
Ryumin's steps were light.
Things had progressed according to plan.
'I made Ma Gyeong-rok interested, just like in previous regressions.'
Though he didn't convince Ma Gyeong-rok, there was no need to worry.
'He'll be convinced I'm a prophet after Round 4 ends anyway.'
He didn't mention important information like the sub-quest.
He deliberately hid how to rank as well.
'I'm busy looking after my own interests, there's no reason to give to others.'
He just said:
[Round 4 isn't a quest to kill monsters, but a massacre between players unfolds.]
He only revealed the shell, removing all the core details.
'That much should be enough to prove I'm a prophet.'
Prophet?
It's not wrong.
He does foresee the future through dozens of regressions.
Rune of Future Vision?
Such a rune does exist.
But it's not a rune that can see far into the future like Ryumin said.
'At most it's a rune that sees a few seconds into the future.'
But it can't be completely disregarded.
This too is on the list of essential runes to obtain.
'It's a rune that can only be obtained in Round 8. It's still too early.'
Anyway, if the information he gave turns out to be correct, Ma Gyeong-rok will have no choice but to believe.
'Though I ended up revealing my home address and that I'm a prophet to Ma Gyeong-rok and An Sang-cheol...'
Ryumin could be certain.
That it's not dangerous.
That they won't harm or threaten him or his brother.
'Rather, they'll treat me with great care and protect me as a prophet. It's better for Ma Gyeong-rok to keep me as an ally than make me an enemy.'
Having a prophet as an ally would be more reassuring than anything.
'So I should tell Min Juri now too? That I'm a prophet.'
Since he decided to go with the prophet concept, he needs to push forward with it.
There's no benefit in hiding it.
If he tells her too late, it could damage his credibility.
'Though it's better to hide that I'm Black Scythe.'
Revealing he's Black Scythe would create constraints on his actions in the other world.
'I might even be disliked if my cruel side is exposed.'
It's better to hide Black Scythe's identity.
But it's good to reveal being a prophet.
That way he can openly help Min Juri by giving information about the next round.
'She'll ask about my job sometime, so I should tell her now.'
Though it would be sudden, he called Min Juri.
"Hey, Juri."
-What's up? You're calling first?
"I have something to tell you, can you spare some time? I'll go to the convenience store."
-Huh? R-right now?
"Yeah. How about meeting in an hour?"
-Ah, okay! See you then.
After making the appointment, he hailed a taxi.
"Please go to GS24 Yeonhui Branch."
"Yes! Please fasten your seatbelt, sir."
While lost in thought looking out the window, his phone rang.
Thinking it might be Min Juri, he looked and saw an unfamiliar number.
'Ah, this number is...'
Is it already time for delivery?
With that thought, he answered the phone and sure enough:
-Hello sir! This is Choi Tae-guk, the supercar dealer! The supercar you've been waiting for has arrived.
'I wasn't particularly waiting.'
Still, he needed a car for various reasons, so it was good to receive it today.
-I can deliver it right away, where should I go?
'What should I do? I need to meet Juri now.'
It would take time to tell him to come home right away.
But it's also awkward to tell him to come to the convenience store.
It's conspicuous and the alley is too narrow.
"Can you come to Seodaemun-gu? I'll send the address by text."
-Yes! I'll be there soon!
After hanging up, he sent the address and told the driver:
"Driver, please go to the residential area near Seodaemun-gu Fire Station instead of GS24 Yeonhui Branch."
"Yes sir!"
The place Ryumin mentioned was none other than his old house before moving, a shabby multi-family house.
'There should be space to park the car there.'
He should check if there's any mail while he's at it.
* * *
"Please stop here."
"Understood, sir."
After paying the fare, he got out of the taxi.
Walking through the old alley to receive the car felt nostalgic.
'It's only been two months since I moved, but it feels like the old days.'
He went from living in a 100-pyeong apartment with lush forest to visiting a shabby residential area.
The disparity in neighborhoods made him feel like he was visiting his hometown.
He walked leisurely like taking a stroll while looking at the text from the dealer.
'He says he'll arrive in 10 minutes, so I just need to wait a bit.'
He reached the front of the house intending to check the mail, but.
'Huh?'
Unexpected figures were loitering near the house.
"Dad, look! It's Ryumin."
"Hm? Min?!"
Ryumin frowned seeing the two people approaching after spotting him.
They were relatives worse than strangers that he never wanted to meet again.
"It's been a while, Min. Have you been well?"
"Uncle, what brings you here?"
When he asked coldly, his trash-like cousin beside him frowned.
"Hey, you bastard. What's with that tone to our father? You should bow deeply when you see him after a long time!"
"Why should I?"
"What?"
"Was uncle there for me when my world fell apart after mom and dad died? Or did he protect me as a guardian? What grace have I received from uncle that I should bow? Didn't you just turn your backs on me?"
"Y-you bastard!"
"You remember too, don't you uncle? You often asked my father to lend you money. But you didn't say a word when he passed away. Don't you think that's too much?"
"..."
The two were flustered when he pressed them with piercing words.
"Why those expressions? Did I say anything wrong?"
"Y-you bastard trying to die! A-and why are you talking informally to your older cousin?"
"What older cousin. Someone who doesn't act like one."
"What? You bastard...!"
"Stop it, both of you!"
At his uncle's intervention, Ryumin reflected for a moment.
'Oh no, I blurted out without thinking because I got upset.'
Was it because he had trusted his uncle that much?
Or was it because he thought this might be the last time seeing them?
'I got excited unlike myself.'
Ryumin quickly calmed his excitement after reflecting.
His uncle cleared his throat and spoke.
"Right. I admit I was wrong. So let me ask one favor."
Rustle-
His uncle took out a document from his bag.
"Please sign here agreeing to this."
"What is this?"
"You don't need to know, kid. Just do as you're told!"
His cousin barked from the side, but Ryumin ignored him.
Thud-
He snatched the document and looked it over.
"Consent form for receiving insurance money?"
He looked up at his uncle.
'Ah, this person.'
Ryumin could understand the details.
He had already read all their inner thoughts.
"Let me explain what it is. Have you heard your grandparents passed away recently?"
"How could I have heard? No one contacted me."
"Right, of course. Anyway, your grandfather had taken out a death benefit insurance policy? He designated your grandmother as the beneficiary. But your grandmother passed away too, so there's no one to receive the insurance money."
"..."
"So I asked the insurance company, and fortunately we relatives as your grandmother's legal representatives can receive it instead. Including you."
"..."
"But they said we need consent from all legal representatives to receive it, so I'd like you to sign here."
'Was this the reason you were loitering in front of my house? To receive insurance money?'
Ryumin, who had been listening quietly, let out a snicker.
"Then what if I don't consent? The relatives including you can't receive the insurance money?"
"Huh? Th-that's right. Not just us, but you too..."
"Then I won't consent."
His uncle's eyebrows twitched.
"Why?"
"Because I don't like relatives who turned their backs on me receiving money."
"Huu... Min-ah. Think carefully. This is not the time to be swayed by personal feelings. You're a proper adult now. You must have a lot of expenses, shouldn't you share the insurance money? You have a younger brother too, how long are you going to live in this old-fashioned house? Hm?"
"I don't like seeing you act so pitifully to get my consent, uncle."
"You think I'm doing this just for myself? I'm being considerate so you can get even a little bit..."
Rip- Rip-
As if there was nothing more to think about, Ryumin tore up the consent form he was holding.
"Wh-what are you doing!"
"I showed you with actions since you couldn't understand words."
"You stupid bastard with no parental teachings!"
It's ridiculous.
The sight of his uncle getting excited over a mere piece of paper.
'To think I once tried to trust and rely on such a money-grubber.'
While Ryumin was sighing.
"I knew this would happen! Dad, see? I told you this bastard won't understand with words?"
His cousin cracked his knuckles looking at Ryumin.
"Kid, sign the consent form while I'm asking nicely?"
"Why? You want to hit me? You confident?"
"Look at this guy? Your confidence has grown a lot while I haven't seen you? You think you're a player too now?"
His cousin, who had been sneering, growled with a vicious face.
"Don't get cocky, you bastard. Seeing you didn't die early, looks like you managed to survive until Round 3 too, but I'm on a different level from you."
"What level are you?"
"11, you bastard. I already have a job too."
"11? Pfft."
"You bastard, are you laughing now?"
His uncle grabbed his son's shoulder as he was about to charge.
"Wait a moment. Let me speak first before things get out of hand."
His uncle looked at Ryumin with a reproachful gaze.
"Huu, Min-ah. Why are you doing this? Why are you making things complicated over past issues?"
"..."
"Are you short on money? Are you upset I didn't pay off your father's debts?"
"..."
"Alright. Your father is no longer in this world, but I'll compensate a little. How much do you want? How much would satisfy you? Let's hear it first and think..."
That's when it happened.
Vroom- Vrooom!
The three turned their heads at the loud engine sound.
What they saw was a supercar that didn't fit the shabby neighborhood.
"Th-that's! It's a Lamborghini Aventador model!"
His cousin spoke excitedly as the dream car he had looked up many times appeared before his eyes.
"Damn, I'm so jealous. What kind of person drives such an expensive thing?"
"He's right in front of you."
When Ryumin blurted that out, his cousin frowned.
"What are you saying? You idiot."
"Live kindly if you want to be treated like an older cousin somewhere. And stop cursing too."
Ryumin, who threw out some advice, looked at his uncle.
"The same goes for you, uncle. Live kindly. Don't just chase money. Raise your child well too. Someday you'll be backstabbed by your child in the same way."
"Alright, I understand. I was wrong. So let's just go to the insurance company together and consent..."
"Ah, forget it. It's hard to listen anymore."
"Where are you going! I'm not done talking...!"
His uncle trailed off mid-sentence and blinked.
Indeed, Ryumin was talking with the driver who got out of the supercar.
"What's this? Is he an acquaintance? Or a friend?"
But the driver bowed 90 degrees to Ryumin, unlike an acquaintance or friend.
He even handed over the car keys and disappeared.
"What? N-no way..."
Ryumin naturally sat in the driver's seat.
His cousin's pupils shook watching.
His uncle still seemed confused, not fully grasping the situation.
Vroom-
Ryumin pulled the Lamborghini up in front of the two.
Whirr-
He lowered the window and left some final advice.
"You won't live much longer, so live kindly. Got it?"
"..."
"..."
With those words.
Vrooooom!!!
The Lamborghini roared away from the neighborhood.
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