Returner's Magic Laundry

Chapter 77

Kwak Ki-hyuk hung up the phone, leaving only those words.

what is this bastard

Why do you stop talking?

I pay the phone bill!

I called again, but no one answered the call.

“I’m going to pay the phone bill! Whether it’s a million won or 10 million won, I’ll pay for it, so call me!”

He stared at his cell phone alone and screamed like his madman, then found no use and sat down.

‘Geon-soo Ko received the grand prize! A grand prize, not a special judges award? Could it be that Kwak Ki-hyuk was wrong? One out of three has a girlfriend? who? With midwinter?’

For a while, I was so confused that I didn’t know what had shocked me.

In my previous life, I received the Special Jury Award, and Ko Kun-soo was the grand prize!

received the target.

When we went to Cannes in a previous life, none of us had a girlfriend.

But now he says he has a girlfriend.

Excited with joy and anger that he didn’t know what he was destined for, he went round and round the laundry.

Maybe the confused mind was also transmitted to magic, the bamboo grows and disappears in the laundry room, the orange appears randomly and smells like farts and disappears, the tears of the snow queen appear and turn the stairs into ice stairs, cherry blossoms fly and wisteria vines grow and grow on my body I even had a cold.

It was truly a chaotic laundromat.

Still, the frustration did not go away, and in the end, he opened the laundry door and ran out and took a rough breath of fresh air.

‘Calm second!’

『Summons a calming plant.』

『When you apply the extract extracted from the leaves, you feel at ease.』

It was seen that the soothing herb turns into a powder and is absorbed by my body.

Then my mind calmed down a bit.

Still, I couldn’t sleep, so I went to the laundry and started cleaning.

It was early morning, so I didn’t know who would think I was crazy when they saw it.

The dust was swept away and the streets were swept again.

Even if my friends were leaving tomorrow, I had to wait an extra full day to arrive in Korea.

Coming via China, it takes 24 hours to return.

By now, your friends will be attending a reception to say congratulations or respond to a request for an interview.

Waiting until then was running out of patience.

Having made a decision, I locked the laundry door tightly, drew the curtains, and turned off the lights.

I shouted a summoning spell in the dark.

“Time-space of infinity!”

After casting the spell, I looked around, but there was no magic door.

“Why doesn’t it happen? There should be doors like in the forest.”

I looked around inside the laundry, but couldn’t find the door with the Mugunghwa mark on it.

I went up to the second floor just in case.

As I looked around the living room, I caught a glimpse of a small light flickering in the darkness a little further away.

It was the door to the living room.

As I approached, keeping an eye on the light, the Mugunghwa-shaped mark I saw in the forest shimmered in the light.

Instead of creating a door like in a magical forest, a mark was created on the original door.

And the light leaking through the cracks in the door and the sound of humming music.

Because the light in the main room was not turned on, I could tell that it was a different space beyond the door.

He grabbed a black hat with the letter N engraved on it and pressed it on.

After making up his mind and slowly turning the handle, he opened the door.

It was early in the morning, so the creaking was louder.

‘A place of memory, can I go to any place I remember? Even in France, which is far away.’

Once you move through space, you cannot return for an hour.

As the door opened wide, piano jazz played, and a red hall full of foreigners gathered and chatting appeared.

I put my hat back on and quickly closed the door and headed to the corner.

As the waiter passed by with a tray of wine glasses, he quickly grabbed a glass of white wine.

‘This is the reception location for the Cannes Film Festival. It’s still a place I remember. I’m really here.’

I looked around, waiting to get used to the atmosphere.

There were so many people it was difficult to find friends.

I moved around little by little, being careful not to be noticed by Koreans.

There was a sound of cheering from all over the suspicious directors, and flashes were fired here and there while taking pictures.

Each time he quickly turned his head to the other side.

‘It wouldn’t be a problem if I was photographed for nothing.’

As I slowly walked around the hall, I saw a place with a lot of Asians.

Seeing that Korean was also heard intermittently, it seemed that a lot of Koreans were gathered here.

I hid myself in a corner a little and looked around.

‘I think I’ll be around here.’

Unsurprisingly, in the corner, Kim Sang-il and Kwak Ki-hyuk were seen sitting on the floor.

Since it was a standing party, Koreans who were not accustomed to standing for long would often sit on the floor and chat.

Kim Sang-il and Kwak Ki-hyeok couldn’t even speak English and their eyes seemed to have lost their souls.

On the other hand, Go Geon-soo, a little further away, was surrounded by a crowd of celebrations.

With hands full of trophies and bouquets.

‘The only thing that gets attention is the director.’

Looking at the people, I saw some familiar faces related to domestic film companies.

In particular, Choi Gyu-jik, CEO of the movie company ‘Funny Box,’ and Oh Na-kyung, CEO of NEO, were also attached.

In 2000, I saw the face of the chairman of the Film Promotion Committee at the time, and there were also programmers for domestic film festivals and reporters for film magazines.

There were also feature film directors, and in any case, all the major figures in the Korean film industry were gathered.

I don’t know if there are any other suspicious Korean directors besides Ko Kun-soo, but in any case, in the scene I see, Ko Kun-soo is the main character.

Although they were having a serious conversation, they burst into laughter and created a friendly atmosphere.

Koh Geon-soo speaks a little English, so he occasionally chatted with foreigners.

When he saw it, his heart was a little relieved.

He was worried that he might not win the award, but he won the Grand Prix.

In my heart, I wanted to run right away, hug him, and congratulate him as much as I could.

But he pressed his heart and sent congratulations from afar.

I looked around Ko Kun-soo, but there was no midwinter.

He slowly walked around the hall again, looking for the middle of winter, and then returned to his place.

‘Have you already returned to Korea?’

The few guests remaining until the closing ceremony may have returned.

‘Show me the time.’

Then time appeared before his eyes, and it was gradually decreasing.

About 20 minutes were left before the door was summoned again.

‘It has already passed so much time.’

After examining the party one more time, I turned to the entrance this time.

After a long walk on the beach in Cannes, I was thinking of going home.

The party hall was not far from the beach and stood a little while enjoying the cool sea breeze.

At that moment, I heard Koreans’ voices from afar, and when I turned around, I saw three women walking this way.

Among them was the familiar face he had been looking for.

‘midwinter!’

For a moment, I was happy to hide, and after they passed me, they followed me from a distance.

Midwinter said something with a smile as he brushed his long hair blowing in the wind.

She wore a baggy shirt with her sleeves crossed and her small handbag in baggy trousers.

Each time she swept her hair, her sleeves went up to her forearms and drooped when she lowered her hands, and each time she rolled up her sleeves again, as her habit.

She always wore her clothes loose, so even a slight breeze made her flutter.

She looked much younger than I remember her first meeting.

‘Why can’t I remember the woman I met here?’

Midwinter and her party were heading to the party.

As she watched her enter her door, she turned around, and just saw her Ko Geon-soo and her friends coming out through another door.

Oops!

“Uh, what? Isn’t that person Annam?”

She quickly turned her head, but Kim Sang-il and her eyes met.

“Hey, why is Annam here?”

“excuse me!”

Even if Ko Geon-soo was wrong, Kim Sang-il followed me calling my name.

I walked slowly and ran into the alley.

Kim Sang-il did not give up and pursued him.

‘time!’

Time appeared in front of me, and there was still one minute left for the door to open.

“Hey, wait a minute, look at me!”

Kim Sang-il This bastard, of course I can’t be here, but when I see that he doesn’t give up and chases after me, is he sensitive or stupid?

I walked around the alley, waiting for the one minute to pass quickly.

Kim Sang-il was so quick despite his large body that he came behind my back and stretched out his hand to catch me.

5 seconds, 4 seconds, 3 seconds, 2 seconds, 1 second!

‘done! Endless time!’

As I chanted the spell, I caught a faint light flickering on one of the many doors in the alley.

He hurriedly ran and opened the door, and when he turned around, Kim Sang-il reached out his hand as if to grab the door.

bang!

The door was closed, but Kim Sang-il’s finger got caught in the door, and his finger came out with a scream.

The door closed completely and I turned and leaned on my back.

As I looked around, the image of the city at dawn was now unfolding in front of my eyes.

Next to him was a familiar pavilion.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

‘I’m back!’

The door I opened was the front door of a house near the pavilion.

When I turned the handle again, it was firmly closed.

“Hey, that must have been a big deal. Sang-il is sensitive in the wrong place.”

Then the cell phone rang.

Seeing that it was an international call, it was clear that Kim Sang-il was calling.

Of course I didn’t get it.

I sat down on the pavilion and watched the sun rise, then slowly descended to the laundry.

After cleaning, ironing and arranging the laundry, and finishing delivery in the morning, my mind calmed down a bit.

‘Sang-il must have been upset because he wanted to check this child by now.’

When I thought of that, I giggled, then remembered the memories of midwinter when I brushed my hair, and I felt my body lose gravity and float.

Two days passed like that.

Meanwhile, Korean articles have been flooded with articles about Koh Geon-soo winning the Grand Prix for the first time at Cannes.

Of course, it was a short film, so it wasn’t that great, but when I typed Go Gun-soo in a search term, many articles appeared.

I also sent messages of congratulations from Jinju Park and Seyeon Shin.

I drove to the airport and waited for my friends at the empty airport departure gate in the early morning.

A panel appeared on the billboard saying that the plane the friends were on had arrived.

After waiting for a while, Kim Sang-il jumped out of the gate first, saw me, and ran to me.

“Hey, aren’t you in France? Were you still in Korea?”

Kim Sang-il, who looked like a beggar, asked bluntly.

His middle finger was wrapped in bandages.

it must have hurt

“Hey, of course I’m in Korea. So I came to meet you.”

“I saw a kid who looked just like you in Cannes.”

At that time, Go Gun-soo and Kwak Ki-hyeok, who followed them, grinned and laughed.

“Hey, I think Sang-il should take me to the hospital. You keep saying that since yesterday, it feels like I’ve seen you.”

“Child, it was hard.”

I grabbed Sang-il’s hair and put a headlock on it.

“Oh, hey! Let go of this!”

“Why, you have to suffer too! bastard!”

Kim Sang-il squeaked in my armpit.

“By the way, who has a girlfriend?”

At my words, Kwak Ki-hyuk and Ko Gun-su looked at each other and smiled.