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In The Way of the Truth

Yoskie · Politique et sciences sociales
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4 Chs

2 The day it smelled burnt flesh II

I was blankly starting myself at the mirror. I guess it is still too early to sleep.

Opening my laptop, I browsed the Internet for some valuable news. One specific news channel caught the attention of my eyes.

「Politician found dead, experts say it's more likely related to drugs.」

Drugs? Well, it's no surprise anymore. C'mon, its 21st century already were no like the old-time, Opium Trade, Opium Wars. We're tired of tidying up the society you know?

Contemplating on my action while surfing the Internet a thought popped in my head, 'Is what I have done righteous? Is taking criminal life justice? Aren't I just playing God?'

Well to think that I'm enjoying bathing in blood I'm considered already a criminal. I shut down my laptop and headed towards the dining table. "Ji-Won I thought you won't be able to join us with dinner. Don't just stand there, join us." I couldn't find any family that I am grateful for, I'm indebted to this family, and they clothe and feed me as if I'm their own. I'm grateful for this family. I will protect this family no matter what even if it costs me my life and dignity. With a smile on my face, I replied to my father, "Gladly."

HAN JI-SU'S

My brother was standing in front of the television, I noticed his hands trembling. Is he alright? He picked up the remote control, the trembling intensified. Is television that scary? I screamed internally, 'Are you gay? C'mon you're not gay right? Are you afraid of the ghost that will appear on the television?' He was hesitant but he managed to turn it on.

「..eaking News, A barrel was discovered in the neighborhood river containing the mushy substances which are believed to be the dissolved body. Experts believe it was the work of 'The Reaper in the Flesh'」

I slammed my utensils on the table, "Why can't the police bring justice? I think the police favors the criminals, without them, they can't eat, dress comfortably, and no extravagant mansions?" I faced my father waiting for his answer but instead, I was only replied with a shrug. I didn't notice my brother's reaction. I hate him because father always favors him, he is only adopted. I am his real blooded daughter.

I grabbed my chopsticks to continue eating, while father was finished eating I noticed my brother's expression. Did he smirk? "Hey, why are you smirking huh? Something funny?" Frustrated, I reached for a glass of water to drink.

"Respect your brother!" My dad seems furious about my comment about my brother.

Tsk. I don't care.

"Don't carelessly throw stones at anyone's house for your house is entirely made out of glass." My brother answered back. What was that? Did he receive enlightenment? Is he Confucius, wow no wonder father favors him than me?

"I know you're a prodigy don't forget you're just adopted," I replied. He stood up carrying his empty plate to the sink where father was standing. "Both of you, Enough! Ji-Su, your brother was just saying that don't judge others because you have double standards." My father said while comforting my somewhat frustrated brother.

MOON JI-WON'S

I know I'm adopted, I loved my sister as if she was my real family. I only want to have a normal life. I'm a good person towards you. Tears flowed down my eyes. With running water on the sink, I splashed my face with it. Father seems to notice me crying. He is always there for me as if I am one of his own.

"I'm going out." I hurriedly dashed to the door.

"Ji-Won!" My father yelled at me. I didn't bother to look back, tears flowed down my eyes. Why can't they accept me? Because I'm adopted? I didn't wish for this you know? I kept running and running. I didn't realize I'm in the park already. I looked around searching for a bench. Found it. I took a sit. Sigh, I'm just adopted and I can't change it.

"Don't go near that crazy man," a random mother grabbed her child. Are they perhaps talking about me?

"He's crazy, I bet his girlfriend broke up with him. Gen Z." a random mother gossiped. Hey, don't judge a book by its cover.

An elderly man approached me while gazing at the stars with extended arms.

I was curious so I gazed at the night sky. What an extraordinary evening. I didn't realize I was wailing again. With the handkerchief in my pocket, I used it to wipe my tears. I folded it and pondered while watching the sky.

"It's lovely you know? Can I have a seat with you, young man?" an elderly mumbled beside me.