Every Romance Leaves Its TraceCh9 - Side track 4

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I went on an outing to get my passport reissued. The one I was sure to have well kept had gone missing at some point.

Even though it was a given to seek permission from my superiors before going on an outing, it was way over the line for them to force me to bring along a bodyguard and use a military vehicle. I didn’t understand why I had to be escorted by someone who was a warrant officer just like me when going to the ward office, but I had given up on nitpicking it by now.

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The waiting list for the ward office’s general civil affairs bureau was very long, so it seemed like it’d take more time than I’d expected. I listlessly took a seat after picking out a number and was waiting for my turn to come when an employee of the ward office approached me.

「Do you work for S.E.?」 wY5kC9

I glanced down at the corps insignia attached to my clothes. Even if it weren’t for this, there was a bodyguard dressed in military attire standing right behind me, so it was inevitable that my presence would stand out from the rest. Come to think of it, I could feel gazes pinned on me from the civil affairs bureau.

「…Yes.」

「Please come this way.」

To think that the military was being given special treatment, the end of the world must be near. I told them it was fine because yes, the onslaught of gazes did embarrass me, but I also felt that there was no need to hurry and get it over with. Moreover, I didn’t want to receive any benefits from being associated with S.E. However, when my turn finally came around and I met face to face with the employee again, I was told something I wasn’t quite expecting.

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「A permit?」

「Yes, all military personnel, including S.E., require a foreign travel permit from the Commanding Officer when issuing or reissuing a passport.」

The ward office employee shot me a look that seemed to say, 「Aren’t you a soldier? How do you not know this?」 I looked at the bodyguard standing behind me.

「Did you come without a permit?」 The bodyguard asked me instead. I nodded. I didn’t know I needed something like that. I was told that S.E. was similar to the military, though a little different, but from a normal standpoint, they seemed to be in the same category. However, that wasn’t the problem. The commanding officer under whom I served was Jung Haekyung. Would he grant me a permit? lMLGd2

「Please come back with a permit.」

I said goodbye to the employee who had spoken with a kind smile, and left the ward office. However, the person who had been filling my head was standing right in front of the ward office. Jung Haekyung, who’d look eye-catching no matter where he went, looked even more eye-catching wearing his combat uniform. I didn’t know where he had just crawled in from, but his clothes were caked in blood. Of course, there was no way it’d be his blood, but still.

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I approached him. However, Jung Haekyung wasn’t smiling, even though he saw me. The unfamiliar sight raised my nervousness, and I called out to him, 「Haekyung-ah?」

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「…I couldn’t get it issued,」 I hesitantly said, but his words remained senseless.

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「You smiled at a random woman.」

Then, should I have spat on her smiling face? This bastard still didn’t know the proverbs of Korea even though he’d been living here longer than I’d been. I had many things I wanted to say, but I didn’t spill any of them. Commonsensical conversations didn’t work with Jung Haekyung. u32bix

「…I’m sorry.」

Jung Haekyung opened the back door of the car. I decided to just climb in the car. He followed me in. As the car departed, Jung Haekyung said, 「Kiss me.」

「…What?」

「You said you were sorry.」 nujAEf

「…Later.」

「Aren’t you feeling sorry right now?」

The bodyguard, overhearing our conversation, stole glances at the back-seat through his rearview mirror as he drove. This was not a conversation men should be having in the middle of the day. However, I couldn’t keep ignoring Jung Haekyung’s words. I quickly kissed his lips before pulling away. It was only then that Jung Haekyung put on a smile.

「I was worried you wouldn’t do it, being so cute and all.」 HSsRmi

「.…..」

「Do it again.」

「.…..」

「I guess you want to suck some cock here.」 EbxPH

I pressed another kiss to Jung Haekyung’s lips. This time, I opened my mouth properly. His tongue was soon entangled with mine. Wet sounds spread throughout the car. Though the person in the driver’s seat was only a guard in name, that didn’t mean we could just ignore him. He was undoubtedly a colleague and not an employee. No, it’d still be an egregious lack of manners to do something like this in front of an employee, even if it were two people of the opposite sex doing it. When I made eye contact with the bodyguard through the room mirror again, I subconsciously bit down on Jung Haekyung’s tongue. I hated doing it in front of others. I didn’t show the fact that I hated it since Jung Haekyung was a perverted bastard who’d enjoy it the more I hated it, but I really did hate it.

「Ouch.」

Jung Haekyung, who let out an exclamation so monotone it sounded like he was reading from a Korean textbook, slowly parted his lips. To think he acted like that even though he was a monster whose recovery speed was even faster than the speed at which he got hurt or wounded. Honestly, I was scared. I’d rather it end with me getting a beating, but I couldn’t gouge what direction my unease was facing. I lowered my eyes and said, 「I said later.」

「You don’t want anyone to see?」 AQ4SN3

Jung Haekyung smiled. That smile was seriously ominous. Then, I suddenly heard a voice filled with fear going, 「 Huh? Huh?」 from the front. The car screeched and abruptly stopped in the middle of the road. Horns loudly blared from outside. The bodyguard began to fumble around his surroundings. As a result, he ended up pressing the horn, and both the interior and exterior of the car were drowned in loud noises.

「Eyes…! My eyes…! What is this…?!」

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The panicked bodyguard seemed to have stepped on the accelerator, prompting the car to tremble as if preparing to hurry off. However, it ultimately stayed stationary, emitting white smoke from its hood. A car quickly passed by us from the adjacent lane, and noisy honks blared from behind us.

I looked at Jung Haekyung. Although there were no changes in his expression, something such as injuring someone’s optic nerves was nothing to him. It wasn’t necessary to rupture someone’s flesh, break their heads, or even cut their arteries to kill them. Jung Haekyung could torture anyone just by making them hear an endless ringing in their ear or forcing them to watch what they hated the most over and over again. The sound of honks, profanities, and screams instantly filled our surroundings. ObxLE

「What are you doing?」

「Just something.」

「Using your abilities without reason is a violation of military law.」

「I do have a reason, though?」 QU4YdV

Jung Haekyung opened the car door.

「Let’s take a taxi,」 he nonchalantly said and tried to descend from the car, but I grabbed his wrist. Jung Haekyung looked back at me. The honking coming from our front, back, and sides intensified even more. Swears flew at us from all over the place the moment the door was opened. I felt sorry for those who were caught up in this situation. But I didn’t know why I had to feel sorry, why I had to be the one to take responsibility.

So I was hesitant to continue. While the warrant officer could be treated if he went to see Director Baek, it was an internal injury and one caused by Jung Haekyung at that, so I couldn’t tell how much time it’d take. However, I didn’t know what Jung Haekyung would ask me in return if I were to plead with him to give the bodyguard his sight back.

I couldn’t understand why I had to be the one to pay the price for reverting Jung Haekyung’s sins. I couldn’t understand why I had to be the one to feel guilty, to beg, and to crawl on the ground. Yet, leaving things be, regardless of whether someone was blinded or not, seemed equally shitty. No matter how many times I told myself that I wasn’t the cause, that everything was Jung Haekyung’s fault from start to finish, and that regardless of what he did, it didn’t concern me, things still wouldn’t go the way I wished they would. qKYd6h

Rather, regret consumed me. I didn’t have anywhere to go, nor did I have the ability to leave, so what was so important about a missing passport that it made me come all the way here? I couldn’t even get a passport. I shouldn’t have smiled for no reason and just spat on her face instead. I should’ve just let him kiss me, and I shouldn’t have bitten his tongue.

I fell into a spiral of endless regrets before realising again. Jung Haekyung always made me regret my actions, while he himself never regretted anything. The one who blinded the bodyguard’s eyes was Jung Haekyung. I didn’t do anything wrong. I was just passing the blame on to him. I couldn’t understand why I had to be the one having all these dilemmas while the existence of the bastard who caused this entire mess, for whatever ridiculous reason, was what was wrong.

I let go of his wrist. I wanted to stop myself from being swayed by him, even if it was only just a little bit. Jung Haekyung got out of the car. Just then, the person who had got out of the car behind us and was yelling out curses while pointing their finger at us hurriedly widened their eyes. The pointing hand fell onto the road. As blood spurted out from their severed wrist, the person opened their mouth to scream, but not a single sound came out. All the cars on the road suddenly stopped and didn’t move. I tried not to let my gaze settle on any of my surroundings, crossing the frozen eight-lane road and safely arriving on the sidewalk. Jung Haekyung glanced at the chaotic road and asked, 「Shall we walk?」

「…Yeah.」 N4rXRS

Jung Haekyung grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers as we walked. When we arrived at an area where the road was smoothly operating, he grabbed a taxi. Once we were in the taxi, he tapped his lips again, and I kissed him. His kisses still felt overly kind, which made them seem even crueller to me. I wouldn’t be feeling this much shame if he acted violent and aggressive instead. I clenched my fist and held myself back, an action even I may have been unaware of, to avoid pushing him back.

Jung Haekyung brought me back to S.E. and returned to his mission. I reported the situation to Director Baek, but it was still pathetic how I tried to alleviate my guilt in such petty ways. I wished I couldn’t feel anything, wished I could act as shamelessly as Jung Haekyung did, but nothing was going my way. I knew I was going to end up acting the way he wanted me to, that I was going to play into his hands anyway, but I acted prideful for no reason and got innocent people involved. My prideful act wasn’t going to last any longer than ten minutes, so I should’ve just begged him there. I regretted it again.


orcinus comments:

happy new year everyone~ nMbO3f

Translator's Note

You can’t spit on a smiling face. This is a very common saying in Korea, and it literally means what it seems to mean. You can’t treat someone who’s acting nice to you harshly.

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4 comments

  1. Happy new year! I keep wondering if we’ll ever get Haekyung’s POV. I’m genuinely curious about how he thinks because he’s just so insane

  2. Happy New Year! ✨

    Thank you for the update !🤗💗

    I still remember the time I got fooled by an uploader on April Fool’s day and for some reason,it left a shadow in my heart💀.

    Anyway,I love this story so much so please Translator nim dont drop it,okay??🥹❤

    Wishing you the best of this year!