-What? Dao? Dongsaeng, you fell into something strange during the time I didn’t see you...

Kim Seokjung frowned when the word ‘dao’ emerged from Hyeonu’s mouth. Dao—they were pseudo-religious people he sometimes encountered while walking through the streets of South Korea. [1]

Now his little brother was hanging out with such people. As an older brother, Kim Seokung felt it was necessary for him to guide his little brother, and he revealed these thoughts without hiding them.

-Those slick-talking guys. It seems that I have to go find you at once. This Wednesday...

When Hyeonu heard those words, his expression changed rapidly. His eyes widened like he was very startled.

“Uh... That’s not it, Hyung-nim. The other dao. It is the dao that is part of justness. Do you know what justness is?” Hyeonu quickly interrupted Kim Seokjung’s words to prevent the misunderstanding from getting bigger.

-Justness. Why? Did someone hit you?

Kim Seokjung noticed exactly what Hyeonu was saying after his explanation.

“Yes, I think they hit me very hard.”

-Isn’t that Dongsaeng instead? Kim Seokjung asked in a suspicious voi...