Him-Chan was silently listening to Young-Chul. He had a faint smile on his face and pity for two friends in his eyes. One was angry at another, and another was suffering after looking at his friend's pain.
"Whenever you want, wherever you want, I will be there for you if you want to talk about that bastard. If you need us to come with you to the police station, we will be there. If you want to kill him, we will be there to drag his body across the floor and bury it," Young-Chul kept speaking to Nivritti, not sure if she was hearing him.
"Right on!" said Him-Chan, smiling at Young-Chul. "I can dig. I am a good digger."
"See! We are all in your corner. Just remember that you are so talented, so smart, so quick-witted that he was jealous. He couldn't compete with you, so he tried different tactics to get you thrown out of your game. Remember that you easily defeated him. You are the boss of us now. You have Rencontre now. Your idea, your hard work, and he could not fathom that.
