18 Results in the "Black Flower, Red Soil" category
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BFRS 17
Perhaps it was thanks to the downpour. My vision cleared up as if the whole area had been given a good hosing down. But I couldn't be entirely happy about it. After the rain had completely stopped, I became much busier than before. The rain had damaged things here and there, so everything had to be newly repaired. Just as I had feared, the embankment collapsed, and a part of the greenhouse was destroyed. It had been empty since I sent off the peonies a while ago, so the damage was minimal, but that…-
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BFRS 16
“I adored him so much. He was a really good and smart boy. For real. …I’m sorry, I’ve just never named anything before.” My experience of growing attached to and pouring affection on something ended there. That tiny puppy. A pretty, white Jindo dog. Whenever he saw me, he would greet me, wagging his cotton-like tail... “You can’t go now.” I still don’t really know what I was thinking at that time. I was, quite literally, not in my right mind. But I was certain of one thing. That…-
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BFRS 15
I took off my raincoat and hung it up, wiped the floor with a rag, and erased the traces of Mr. Kwonjoo left all over the house. I hid the dress shoes he had worn when he first arrived and the old slippers he often wore when wandering around the house, then went to the kitchen and put away the things he used so they wouldn't be seen. All of it—the cup that wasn’t fully dry, a pair of spoon and chopsticks, a rice bowl, and even a soup bowl. It was safe to say there were virtually no cases of clients…-
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BFRS 14
When I had no work, I would sometimes be unable to do anything and just lie down with the blanket pulled over my head. But the sound of the rain, the thunder, and the lightning were things I couldn't completely block out even if I closed my eyes and covered my ears, so I was in some pain. It would have been a little better if there was no thunder, but this year's monsoon was particularly severe. “Mr. Kim Mooyoung.” When I was holed up in my room, the man would sometimes come to get me. “You…-
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BFRS 13
“Wasn’t there a fellow I haven’t seen before?” The person the village chief was talking about had to be Mr. Seonggoo. He said he went near the village chief’s house while on a walk, so there was no way this sharp-eyed man wouldn’t know. “Yes. He’s my cousin. He came here for a short break.” Of course, he and I were not related by blood in any way, but we had agreed to say that. The people living in this village were so close that they knew everything, down to the number of spoons…-
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BFRS 12
Ever since that day, there have been no particular changes in our lives. When I called Chairman Jang to tell him I had planted the chrysanthemums, he replied that I should raise them beautifully. —Everything’s okay, right? Did you eat all the meat? “More or less.” Somehow, we ended up with one more mouth to feed, but it wasn’t a particularly big deal. Besides, the one who ate the meat was Mr. Seonggoo, and even then, he couldn’t finish it all, so the rest was thrown away, but in any…-
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BFRS 11
“If you’re going to do it, do it somewhere else. If you do it around here, our customers might be split.” “...” Even so, I didn’t want the man to steal my customers. Mr. Seonggoo said nothing, even after hearing my words. My life with Mr. Seonggoo was slowly settling into place. We would wake up around the same time, eat together, work together, and after watching a drama for a bit in the evening, we would go to our separate rooms and sleep. I had experienced sleep paralysis a few…-
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BFRS 10
“…It’s alright.” This time, he handed me a single deep pink peony as an apology. He fidgeted with the two peonies I had given him the whole time. “It’s true.” That was what Mr. Seonggoo said when we sat side by side to eat. I didn't understand what he meant, so I stopped with my spoon halfway to my mouth and looked at his face. “What is?” “It seems you really don’t kill people.” He must have thought he was going to die. No way. It seemed he had reached this…-
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BFRS 9
"Which one?" "Killing someone, and... dismembering a dead person like that. What on earth is the difference?" "They're different." What? The man's eyes truly looked like he didn't know the difference. "Killing a living person is a scary thing." The man's expression showed he didn't understand until the very end. Well, it's possible if you don't know much. It wasn't like I said it expecting him to understand. Mr. Seonggoo sat there blankly for a long while, then stood up when he saw me…-
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BFRS 8
"Ugh." After placing the man on the worktable, I grabbed the largest of the boning knives. I fumbled around the heavily wrinkled neck once to check the position, then struck down. The head fell to the floor with the recoil. Next were the arms. I forcibly straightened the bent shoulder, which had been crammed into the bag, checked the position of the joint, and plunged the blade in. Something squirted and splattered on my face. "Ah, what a pain." It was blood that was still left in the body. I…-
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