Ignition

Things he hadn’t seen since the age of six began to appear once more.

Unable to endure the agony that had persisted for over ten days, Eun-gyu sought out Father Peter, the man who had raised him.

The priest told him to visit the “Seon-il Administrative Agency.”

After much deliberation, Eun-gyu made his way there.
There, he once again encountered the man who had driven away a ghost for him
just a few days prior.

“We’ve met before, haven’t we? Mr. Doctor, the one who was wandering around looking completely out of it.”

With his blunt speech and unhesitating actions, the man was as rude as ever. Eun-gyu grew increasingly suspicious of him.

“An exorcist? A shaman? Which one are you?”

“Are those the only two professions you know?”

The man let out a short laugh and turned on the radio as he pleased.

Eun-gyu simply let him be. “Waste disposal. That’s what I do. But I hate working for free, so I charge a hell of a lot of money for it.”

“How much should I pay you?” “Forget the money.” Ahn Dae-young smoothly changed lanes and leaned his elbow against the car window.

His fingers tapped rhythmically against the steering wheel.

“Sleep with me once.”

The man made the proposition with a casual, nonchalant expression. Eun-gyu’s brow furrowed
instantly.