My hands started to tremble as all kinds of speculation ran in my head.
’What if that Mr. Seo-Hyuk was a mber of Kraken?’
’What if he was a part of that setup, and he’s only acting to be closer to Yoon-Ah, and gain her trust, but in the end, he was just gathering information, waiting for a mont to strike back?’
’Or what if he was a spy sent by them to observe Yoon-Ah and her family? And maybe, my mother, too!’
’Or if he’s not involved with Kraken, what if he’s a psycho who—I don’t know—sohow, Yoon-Ah might have attracted and is now following her?’
’What if he’s not innocent at all?’
’Or maybe... sothing else?’
’Yoon-Ah... she will be in danger again because of ! Noooo... not her! Not her family! Not my mother! No one from any people I love! Please! I can’t bear it if anything happens to them.’
Before I knew it, tears were already falling from my eyes. I only noticed it when Eun-Woo caressed my face and wiped my tears.
"Ye-Ji’ya," Eun-Woo called gently and disturbed from my thoughts. Holding my hand, he said, "Whatever you’re thinking, stop it and calm down for a mont."
I looked him in the eye, and he gestured his other hand to breathe in and breath out. I tried doing as he said. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.
"As agents, we are prone to think of all kinds of worst-case scenarios and be pessimistic," Eun-Woo continued, "but that isn’t always the case. First of all, I have my people guarding Yoon-Ah and her family, especially your mother. They are few of the best of the best amongst my people, so I can guarantee you that they will be safe."
"R-Right..."
"And if that’s not enough, rember that Mythos is also still watching that man—Mr. Seo-Hyuk since he could still be a possible accomplice or suspect. As part of Mythos protocols, anyone within the scene of a cri is a possible suspect and should be monitored until they are 100% clear of all possible charges. You know how they work—especially the Intelligence Departnt. They won’t stop monitoring soone even if there’s only 1% possibility of them being the culprit."
"Yeah," I replied, nodding my head. "That’s right... Mythos is still monitoring him."
"Uhm. And we haven’t received any bad news from them or any negative updates. My people report to twice or thrice a day, and they haven’t reported anything amiss as well. So don’t worry too much. I believe they’re all doing fine."
"Y-Yes..."
Slowly, reason ca back to . Whenever it involves my loved ones, I truly just can’t... I lose it and fast. Eun-Woo was right. Maybe I was just being pessimistic about everything.
"That guy," Eun-Woo continued, "maybe he’s originally from a rich family, and he’s only trying to be independent by living on his own. This tea is a luxury tea and quite expensive, really, but it shouldn’t be that impossible for people to buy."
"Really?"
"Yeah, especially if he’s a tea lover," Eun-Woo added. "Rember Yoon-Ah’s drawing? He was drinking tea at that ti. She drew the cup with a matcha tea beside him, and he was in a coffee shop."
"Now that you ntion it, I do rember."
"Right? He could have ordered coffee, but he ordered tea instead, so that ans that was his preference. If I rember correctly, Yoon-Ah’s neighborhood doesn’t have a tea shop within proximity, thus, probably why he cos to their store to buy tea. And since he’s a tea lover, he probably wouldn’t mind spending a lot on tea leaves, right? Or he could just be a rich but humble person."
At last, my breathing was back to normal, and reasoning was back in my head.
"Eun-Woo’ya, since Mythos is watching him, that ans they already did a background check on him, right?"
"Yeah. You can check his files as well. We can request it with Mythos since she’s part of your important people list."
Just as he said, I quickly sent a request to our base using our highly secured "Pandora" app on our Mythos phones, asking for all the information they could give about Mr. Seo-Hyuk. Just a few minutes after I sent the ssage, I already got a reply, and all the files I asked for were sent to in a secured folder. I then mirrored the files to my tablet and checked them all one by one.
Eun-Woo sat on the desk beside and checked the files with . Soon enough, we were done checking, and we didn’t find anything suspicious about his docunts.
Mr. Seo-Hyuk was a normal civilian, and just as Eun-Woo speculated—he was indeed from a well-off family, though not an Elite-level kind of richness. He did like tea since we also had records of places he went to, things he bought, hobbies, people he t on a daily basis, and even his past records.
There were also details about his family—they were from a long generation of tea entrepreneurs and owned one of the most renowned tea houses in Korea. However, Mr. Seo-Hyuk didn’t like the idea of taking over their business and would like to explore more in his life, thus the reason for his separation from ho. Still, his family was looking forward for him to co back since he was the eldest child, and next to him was his sister, who was into arts instead of tea.
There were also other data about him but the more I read, the more I was convinced that he truly was just a normal person. But then again... it was TOO normal... wasn’t it? Or was my instinct wrong, and I’m just prejudiced against him?
After checking all the files, I stared at all the pictures of Mr. Seo-Hyuk. I wanted to familiarize myself with him so that, just in case anything happened, I knew who I would be chasing and what he looked like.
However, the more I stared at his picture, the more I wondered...
"Eun-Woo’ya, would you say Mr. Seo-Hyuk looks handso?" I asked him, curious about sothing.
"HUH?!" Eun-Woo grimaced. "You just confessed that you liked , and now you’re cheating on ? And you have the guts to tell that to my face!"
Pissed off, I hit his head with my fist.
"Be serious for a mont, please. I’m asking a serious question here."
Eun-Woo scowled at .
"If you’re gonna ask , NO! He’s NOT handso. I’m the only handso person in the world, you got that? And you’re all MINE! You’re not allowed to look at other n. Let’s stop checking this nonsense file and go to sleep. You, bad wife, needs to be punished."
"Ughhh..." I groaned and shook my head. "The reason I’m asking is because Yoon-Ah said Mr. Seo-Hyuk was a handso man—too handso that she decided to ask him if she could draw him, rember?"
Still scowling at , Eun-Woo answered, "Yeah. So what?"
"What I an is—these pictures of him—he doesn’t look THAT handso to . He’s a bit of a looker, yes, but not striking enough."
"Hah! Of course, he’s not. He’s just average looking," Eun-Woo replied, clicking his tongue and rolling his eyes.
Seriously, just a few more of this, and I’m gonna lash out at him.
"I know Yoon-Ah’s taste," I continued. "Her standard in n is really high, you know. Even so of the most famous celebrities and idols can’t easily et her standard. So when she says soone is really handso, that ans that man is extrely handso. For example... you. When she first t you, she told you how handso you are, right?"
Haaaah... I had to say that last line for him to stop looking at like an angry beast. If looks could kill, his gaze already killed . Ugh. Such a headache.
As soon as I said those words, Eun-Woo’s face lit up.
"Ha-ha! Of course! I am that handso," Eun-Woo finally smiled. "So what you an is... this guy might not be the Mr. Seo-Hyuk she t?"
"Exactly! Now, you’re getting my point."
"I already got it since earlier. I’m just teasing you and waiting for you to say how handso I am."
"What the—Are you really pissing off? I’m very serious here, and all you do is—"
"Shhh..." Eun-Woo hushed my mouth with his forefinger.
He stared at the pictures again as if he was carefully observing or looking for sothing. I kept quiet as he wanted. I noticed he was indeed more observant than and his mory is more flawless than mine, so maybe he rembered so details I missed out on.
Haaah... If only Yoon-Ah’s drawings weren’t as fictional or webtoonish, then I could easily tell if it was the sa person or not. Alas, it wasn’t. And worse, that man values his privacy, so he wouldn’t agree to take a picture with her.
Given that fact, our last option was to show these pictures to Yoon-Ah and ask if he was the sa person. But then, she might get worried unnecessarily. She would be curious why I was asking such things, and it could lead to a whole lot of scenarios. Plus, these were data from Mythos, and we’re not allowed to share them in public. I could try to ask permission, but it’s not a guarantee that I would be allowed to. There were a lot of things to consider when it ca to these matters.
While I was busy thinking about all those things, at last, Eun-Woo finished observing and finally spoke.
"This man... is missing sothing."
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