Chapter 224.

People Are Important (3)   “What is it?” “It's nothing....” Ha Jae-In smiled sheepishly and dabbed at the corners of her eyes.

“It’s nothing, really.

You’ve become a famous writer, and I can finally drink with my younger brother while having sashimi without worries...

Gosh.” Ha Jae-In’s face turned into one of delight as she looked out the window.

Raindrops were falling on the window.

“Wow, it’s the winter rain.

That’s nice.” “Stop changing the topic.” “I wasn't.

I was just too happy, and I cried because it reminded me of the times when I had been living as a foolish woman." “Why are you....” Ha Jae-Gun concealed his sadness and took a piece of sashimi to put into his mouth.

He was aware of his sister’s poor acting skills, but her actions today were too natural.

It didn’t look like forced acting to him; it was so good that even he was fooled.

“But the lyrics, did I really help you with it?”

“Yeah, you did.

I have a clearer direction now.” “That’s great.

I’ll buy this meal.

Ah, and what’s the name of the “Thanks to your teachings, I was able to complete Market Place without any hiccups.

They’re printing 200,000 copies for preorders, but I’m worried if we can sell that many copies,” Ha Jae-Gun said as he looked around the tombstone.

He often dropped by here, so there wasn’t much he had to clean up.

Just then, Seo Geon-Woo’s son came to his mind.

Ha Jae-Gun remembered keeping that letter, which said that he would be going on a long trip to look for traces of his father.

However, he still hadn’t heard from Seo Gun-Woo’s son; Ha Jae-Gun was getting worried about how the elder’s son was doing.

‘He did say not to contact him first....’ Ha Jae-Gun hesitated for a while before deciding to pull out his phone.

He then looked up Seo Sang-Do’s number and pressed the dial button.

However, the operator told him that the number no longer existed.

“Rika, they said it’s a number that doesn't exist.” “Meow...?” “Perhaps I should have attempted to contact him earlier.” Ha Jae-Gun muttered bitterly and served a glass of soju to the elder’s tombstone.

Ha Jae-Gun then sat on the cold grass patch and lifted his own glass.

He couldn’t drink it since he had driven over here, but he wet his lips with it as a gesture of courtesy.

‘Hm...?’ When Ha Jae-Gun approached his house, he stared out the car window as he spotted a few men lurking around his main door.

One of them was the section chief of the general affairs department, whom he had met during the lecture at the library and the brisk walking competition.

“What is the matter?” Ha Jae-Gun alighted from his car and asked with a face full of caution.

This was the second time he had come to Ha Jae-Gun’s house, unsolicited.

The alcohol was starting to influence him, despite only wetting his lips with it earlier.

“Aigoo, Mr.

Ha.

Hello.” The men gathered around Ha Jae-Gun and began greeting him one by one and introducing themselves.

“Nice to meet you.

I’m Suk Min-Kwan, deputy head of the district office.” “I’m Section Chief Lee Geum-Dong, overseeing the cultural and sports department.” “I’m Lee Cheol-Min, in charge of cultural events.” “Yes, how may I help you?” Ha Jae-Gun went straight to the point as he didn’t have any intention of inviting them into his house.

Sneaking glances, the section chief of the general affairs department said, “Our district office is planning to hold a Night for Literary Persons in collaboration with the Ministry of Culture, Sports and Tourism.

We would like to invite you, Mr.

Ha, to the event and also to host the event.” “Wait, wait.” Ha Jae-Gun cut the man off immediately.

It was the brisk walking competition before, and now the Night for Literary Persons? He had already gotten an unsolicited invite like this from them once, but they were doing the same again? “Are you saying that everything has been laid out?” “Yes, Mr.

Ha.

Our head of the district office said that everything has been prepared, so you can just appear at the event, and the Vice Minister of Culture will attend this time as well.

It’s timely that the event will be held on a nice spring day in March...” Ha Jae-Gun bit his lip unknowingly.

“Regardless of the preparations and season, have you ever once mentioned it to me? I’ve said this during the brisk walking competition as well, but shouldn’t you at least ask for my agreement?” “Ah, that’s...

that’s why we’re here to ask you now.

We thought that if we told you after everything had been prepared, you would be happy to hear about it....” The man trailed off, and the group looked at each other cautiously.

Ha Jae-Gun opened the door into his house slightly and sent Rika and Nun-Sol back into the house, then said, “I don’t like this at all.

I’ve clearly expressed my opinion back then, hoping that it doesn’t happen again.” “But Mr.

Ha, we have already announced your participation, and many readers are looking forward to your—” “That’s your mistake, section chief.” Ha Jae-Gun was so frustrated that he ended up raising his voice.

“It seems like you’re holding my readers hostage.

Otherwise, I would have mentioned it on my own social media.

Events not shared on my social media are not guaranteed to happen.” “N-no, Mr.

Ha.

I didn’t mean it like that...!” The flustered civil servant scurried with red faces.

Ha Jae-Gun pulled out his phone.

He clicked on a news article and showed it to the group.

“This article appeared on the district news.

Do you see the title? Superior personal connection between head of district office Yang Beom-Shik and Writer Ha Jae-Gun.

Does this make sense to you? I don’t even know him, but I actually have a superior personal connection with him?” “Um...

Mr.

Ha, that article—” Ha Jae-Gun didn't give them a second to reply.

“Please tell the head of the district office, Mr.

Yang Beom-Shik, that I can now tell why he keeps on coming up with events while trying to get me involved.

I do not have any intention to participate in his events.

Do you understand?” Ha Jae-Gun finished his piece and turned around immediately.

The civil servants could not leave and stomped their feet hastily after Ha Jae-Gun closed the door on them.

“Mr.

Ha! I think there are some misunderstandings as I didn’t make myself clear enough! Wait, please hear me out! Please! Mr.

Ha! Mr.

Ha!” Ha Jae-Gun ignored the group and crossed the garden.

Rika and Nun-Sol followed closely behind him.

Bzzt!

Ha Jae-Gun’s phone rang in his pocket.

Thinking that it was the civil servant calling brought a cold smile to his face.

Just as he was about to block the number, his eyes widened in surprise.

“Hello? Director Nam?” — Hello, Mr.

Ha.

How have you been? “I’m doing fine.

How are you, Director Nam? What's with the sudden call?” — Um...

Had Nam Gyu-Ho ever done this before? Ha Jae-Gun was both surprised and doubtful to hear the hesitation in Nam Gyu-Ho's voice.

“What is it? Is there some bad news regarding the online game development of The Breath?” — No, it’s not about that.

The game development of The Breath is going well.

But Mr.

Ha....

A short sigh came through the line.

Nam Gyu-Ho then said slowly.

— I’m really sorry, but...

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