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Episode 160: Breakfast at Hermit Crab (3)

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Park Yeon-seo got out of the car and moved on to her steps.

Then she soon

[Top (頂上) Literary Award Ceremony → 2F Auditorium.]

A billboard announcing the award ceremony of the Sangsang Literary Award blocked her in front.

“… long time no see."

As she lifted her head while chanting her voice softly, the view of the red brick building of Jeongsang Literature Center caught her eye.

Jeongsang Literary Museum.

154-XX, Tongin-dong, Jongno-gu, Seoul. It is a building located on the site of the birthplace of Jeong Sang, a space created to commemorate the genius writer Jeong Sang, who passed away at the young age of twenty-seven.

Built on the first basement level and three floors above the ground, the exhibition room, book cafe, auditorium, and book space, as well as materials related to the top artist, concept notes, awards, and manuscripts published during his lifetime were exhibited here.  

“Five years?”

Park Yeon-seo looked around. Then, she saw her lover who went on a date to her Seochon, students who were obviously on a school trip, and people who came to the literature center alone like herself.

“It has changed a lot.”

She recalled 30 years ago, when she won the Top Literary Award.

OK.

[1990 Summit Literary Award. Daesang Park Yeon-seo]

From the entrance of the literature building to the main building, countless placards and colorful posters on bulletin boards were visible to Asrai's eyes.

But now.

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A small blackboard was placed in the place of the bulletin board. Only traces of people piled up one after another remained.

"Phew… .”

Park Yeon-seo checked the time slowly, swiping the traces of people with her hand.

[11 am]

There was still an hour left before the awards ceremony began.

It's usually time to go to a cafe and spend time. But today, I couldn't relax like that.

Because today, the writer who gave her a shock with her , and the writer whose everything is under her veil. It was because it was the day that Pi Hyeon-deuk was awarded the Grand Prize in the Top Literary Award.

Top Literary Award.

A literary award with a long history of 35 years. Although it is a literary award with many words and masks as much as its long history, no award with greater authority than the ideal has existed in Korea yet.

'The prize money is also a prize, but the fact that it has won this award itself attracts the public's attention.'

So, in order for her to meet P Hyeon-deuk, before the awards ceremony started, she had to aim for a time when there were few people.

‘Other than that time, it would be difficult to even say a few words.’

However… … .

“… … .”

The moment we entered the awards ceremony. She could see that her own thoughts were wrong.

Contrary to her expectations, there will be few people.[The 35th Summit Literary Award Ceremony]

It was because the inside of the awards ceremony hall with a large placard was already full of people living on their own, such as writers, publishers, and reporters.

‘No, these yangbans were such diligent people, weren’t they?’

She looked around with a surprised expression.

'This is a big deal... .'

Actually, I like the idea of ​​an awards ceremony, so it's just an awards ceremony for everyone except the winners and their families.

‘Congratulations on winning the OO Award.’

‘Oh, thank you for coming. I’ll definitely go when I win the OO Award.’

‘Then thank you. See you next time then.’

They had a greater personality as a poom-at who filled each other's place.

‘There is nothing sadder than a toothless seat.’

Therefore, it was common for most of the people who came to the awards ceremony to just come early to brighten up the place, and to hang out with acquaintances that I haven't seen in a long time.

“Hmm… .”

Well, it was very welcome that so many people came to the awards ceremony at a time when interest in literature is declining like these days, but... … .

The problem was that it became difficult to figure out which of these many people was the real beneficiary.

If it had been according to the original plan, it would have been easy to find the Fiend among the few people.

‘There are too many of these.’

But there was a way.

'Cause if she doesn't recognize her, all she has to do is find someone she knows

‘If you are in charge of the literary prize, you probably know the face of the grand prize winner.’

Park Yeon-seo looked around her.

Soon after, the figure of the person in charge inside the awards ceremony came into view.

'found.'

However… Something was strange.

“Junghwan, when are you coming?”

"Yes… They say it will arrive in a little while, so if you wait a little longer... .”

“Are you like that ten minutes ago? Don't do that, call me again."

“… Teacher… It's only been 10 minutes since I called you... .”

"Heh heh, I'm curious, so don't worry, I'll take responsibility... .“

I just looked... … .

‘Shin Kyung-seung, Park Bong-shin, Lee Wi-chae… .'

Those who made her debut around the same age as her, around the same time. These three, so-called elder writers, surrounded the person in charge of the literary prize and were arguing with him.

‘Ugh, the truth is that I can’t give my dog ​​my habit, so that’s just the way it is.’

Park Yeon-seo shook her head.

‘How come it doesn’t change no matter how old you get?’

When the general public thinks of an elder writer, it seems that they think of the image of a deviant sage... … .

‘Mostly camouflage.’

In fact, the people who were more faithful to their desires than ordinary people thought were the writers, and the elder writers.

So, as a person in charge in his early thirties, he couldn't do this or that, and had no choice but to stand stunned.

‘… ugh After all, it's embarrassing all the writers.'

Park Yeon-seo wrinkled her forehead and approached them.

Because of her personality, she could not just look at her like that, and she desperately needed the help of her representative to find the person she wanted to meet.

“They are old and very good at things. these are good things No, why are you bullying someone who is busy with work?”

OK.

“Uh, huh? who is this Writer Park?”

“What happened? It's not like this in the first place, is it?"

"Yeah? Five years?”

Those who were arguing with her representatives looked at her in surprise.

Probably because she hadn't been to this place for a while. She seems to have been very surprised by her appearance.

So, the person in charge sighed and stepped back without noticing that he was looking at Park Yeon-seo.

Park Yeon-seo raised her voice in part as her rep stepped back and looked at her.

“What day? It's just that I've come this time. What's going on anyway? Why do you treat a young man like that?”

Then Shin Kyung-seung, the oldest of the writers, opened his mouth with a puzzled expression.

“Well, it’s been a while since I’ve done it to catch a big fish.”

"big one?"

“Why is this? Writer Park would not have known if he had seen the review this time.”

Park Yeon-seo, who heard Shin Kyung-seung's words, asked with a puzzled expression. She showed a nervous win and a deep smile.

For a moment, something popped into her mind.

Come to think of it, when she recently asked the rep about P Hyeon-deuk.

‘Everyone else has come. At this awards ceremony... Because of that writer Hyeon-deuk Pi.’

Only then did she realize why the writers were hiring staff.

‘The judges Jung Hwan talked about… I wonder if it's these old people... .'

Park Yeon-seo looked at her writers with her hardened face.

‘… I thought she was an old man without a body... Now that I see, they were Seungnyang.’

It was probably because her three writers also seemed to be present at this time with similar thoughts to her.

OK.

“Looking at his expression, I think writer Park had similar thoughts? Hey, this guy is me, he's a guy. It's true, that's the right word. If he takes good care of him, he will become a dragon.”

Shin-seung looked at her with a meaningful expression on her face.

It’s as if ‘you are no different from us’. She had a face that looked like an accomplice.

‘That man… .'

Seeing Shin Kyung-seung's expression, Park Yeon-seo looked at Shin-seung with a cold gaze.

Those who are focused only on increasing their influence within the paragraph. It was because he could not stand to receive such gazes from those who were preoccupied with raising their name on the talent of young writers.

“What nonsense… .”

Because of that, the moment she opened her mouth to say something.

“Oh, yes. Did the author arrive now? Yes, just keep going that way.”

The voice of the person in charge was heard.

Then people's eyes turned to the person in charge.

"what? Maybe he?”When Park Bong-shin asked with a look of anticipation, the person in charge nodded.

"Yes. It just arrived and it's just coming up... .”

Then before the rep had finished his speech.

“Hey, I had a place to call, but I forgot.”

"uh? Oh, I guess I didn’t even say hello to people.”

“… Where is the bathroom here?”

Three old hyenas. The anglers who were trying to catch the dragon disappeared in an instant.

OK.

“… Ugh, how come the older you get, the more wretched you become... .”

A bitter smile formed on the lips of Park Yeon-seo, who looked at them.

It was only for a short time, but it was because he felt very pathetic for trying to play with such people.

But that didn't stop her from stopping here.

Whatever the reason, she also came to this place to meet P. Hyeon-deok.

'Well… I guess I'll have to move slowly.'

However, although she had just been informed that she was coming up, she did not know Pi Hyeon-deuk's face, so she could have missed P Hyeon-deuk in front of her if she made a mistake.

So, a minimum safety device was required.

And that safety device... … .

“Junghwan, shouldn’t you go quickly too? Isn't it a big deal if old people have an accident like that?"

It was right in front of her.

However?

"Yes? Oh, it's okay. You can go a little slower.”

The person in charge relaxes as if there is no rush at all.

Park Yeon-seo put on an absurd expression on the carefree attitude of the person in charge. Because she had an attitude that didn't make any sense to her.

‘No, then, what if I get possessed by those truths?’

She asked the person in charge with a skeptical expression.

"you… Do you believe in those old people?”

OK.

“Ah, please. It was just something I knew.”

The person in charge shakes her head as if it's not enough.

Then it was no more. If you don't believe in those three truths, shouldn't you run right away and cover the truth?

Park Yeon-seo looked at her representative with an expression that she did not understand.

She then opened her mouth, expecting an answer she could understand.

“What do you mean? What did you find out?”

Then the officer scratched his cheek and accepted her.

"that is… because i found out Writer Pi Hyeon-deuk is now affiliated with something. But because it's such a huge place... No matter what the three of you who went first, writer Pi Hyeon-deuk won’t even budge.”

“… You said you weren't a student last time? Do you belong to a publishing company?”

"no. It's not like that... .”

Then, after swallowing for a moment, he smiled softly and opened his mouth.

“The Hermit Crab Art Center. I belong to a place where a person named Kim Jun-young is the representative.”

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