Episode 9. Rooting Out the Fake (1)
Gwak Jae-gyeom abandoned me.
He went somewhere after leaving me with only the words, “Hyung, stretch while you wait.”
I did not suffer from separation anxiety.
If anything, I preferred being alone.
The problem was that I was not alone right now.
This was the Bureau’s indoor training facility.
A place where agents of the Field Command Division trained their bodies.
Before I entered, it had been noisy with shouts of exertion and the sounds of blows landing.
But the moment I stepped inside, the agents who had been overflowing with spirit stopped moving as though by prior agreement.
After that, only silence filled the space.
Along with the dense weight of every gaze directed at me.
At this rate, I was about to develop separation anxiety I had never possessed…….
Everyone, please. Couldn’t you simply resume what you were doing?
I was doing my best to endure the oppressive attention when someone spoke.
“Agent Seo Do-un.”
An agent whose name I did not know approached with stiff, awkward steps.
“You’re doing unarmed combat training today, right? Use these.”
The male agent who held out wrist guards had an astonishingly thick neck.
His shy expression and courteous manner made an equally powerful impression.
Forcing a…