I Became the Hidden Mastermind

048 – Monday Service # 3

048 – Monday Service # 3

Yoo Da-hee and Yang Joo-hee were waiting for me in front of my house.

But his behavior was a little strange.

“What are you doing?”

It was strange to see Yoo Da-hee kneeling on her asphalt floor.

What kind of adventure is this?

Dahee said.

“Cat.”

“Cat?”

I also looked down, and sure enough, I saw a pitch-black cat crouching under the car. It was a cat I often saw while walking around the neighborhood.

In our neighborhood, there was a woman who wrapped food in plastic and fed it to her cats, so these cats were really busy.

The kids were tearing open trash bags and crying all night, making it really loud.

“Meow meow. Come on.”

Ssuk sseu-.

Yu Da-hee stretched out her hand towards the cat.

A high school girl’s imitation of a cat.

I thought it was something that I rarely see, so I was saving it in the internal memory of my head when Yang Joo-hee, who looked a little upset, stamped her foot.

“Wow!”

Hu-da-da-da-da-dak-!

A black cat that ran away when Yang Joo-hee made a loud noise.

“Oh. Ran away….”

“Oh wow.”

Yang Joo-hee didn’t seem to like cats very much. I thought that high school girls generally like cute things and enjoy taking pictures, but I guess my knowledge was narrow.

Yang Joo-hee said.

“The dinner date is 6 o’clock. Change your clothes quickly. “Don’t make a fuss.”

That’s right. I came home to change clothes and unpack for my appointment at 6 p.M.

I went home, changed my clothes and came out.

And then we all headed to the meeting place.

“Hey guys! And!”

Joo Chan-mi was the older sister with her hair tied back and wearing jeans and a white shirt.

I am twenty-five. She said she graduated from college this year and is about to get a job.

Although she had an unadorned face, her face was moderately pretty and her personality was very friendly, so she was the type of woman who ignited the hearts of church men.

She was also the older sister I had a crush on for about a day.

“Wow, they are such babies. “Look at you in school uniform.”

When Chan-mi Joo looked at the school uniforms worn by Joo-hee Yang and Da-hee Yoo, she was very impressed and liked them.

Does this remind her of her own high school days?

All women were originally high school students.

Joo Chan-mi’s older sister must have been a high school girl in the past. It was fun to imagine what type of high school girl she was.

Lively… I guess he was the lively Jeong So-jin type.

I felt like it was somewhat of an insult to be called Jeong So-jin’s type. For those who don’t know anything, Jeong So-jin is an honor student and a very sociable friend, so… That’s right. Anyway!

We each ordered one pasta dish.

13,000 Won per bowl.

I don’t know if this is cheap or expensive, but she said that Chan-mi Joo’s sister buys it.

“I am living.”

# # #

To be honest, the only pasta I ate was the 3-minute spaghetti or the tomato spaghetti served as a quick meal. When I was told to eat pasta with women in a place like this, I had no idea where I was going.

And, contrary to what I thought each person would eat from a bowl, it was a type of meal where each person ordered a different type of pasta and placed it in the center to share!

It was a very unfamiliar method for me, who had attended Nam Middle School, and I felt uncomfortable eating it.

Do women usually eat like this? When men order jajangmyeon, they each put a bowl in front of them and eat it.

More than anything, I wasn’t used to using a fork.

However, women skillfully ate pasta by twirling their forks as if they had known it since birth.

No, when I looked closely, there were people who were not.

“… Damn. Stuffy.”

Yang Joo-hee tried to cook the pasta with a fork and failed, so she ate it very messy. However, because she was at the same level as me, her inner intimacy increased.

It looks like Yang Joo-hee has never eaten pasta before.

As expected, cup ramen suits people like us better than pasta.

On the other hand, Yoo Da-hee ate very elegantly.

I couldn’t even hear a sound when using the dishes.

Children from rich families are different.

“You said it was Dahee, right?”

When the meal was going smoothly, Joo Chan-mi showed interest in Yoo Da-hee.

“It’s so pretty. Are you popular in class? “I think I’ll get a lot of confessions.”

“I think it’s just normal.”

What does it mean to be ordinary in popularity?

This is an area that I cannot understand.

After that, there was a lot of small talk like studying, how the teachers were, and things like that.

The women sometimes laughed and formed a consensus, but I felt like I was on an isolated island. The seats are really uncomfortable.

“I need to go to the bathroom.”

First, I wanted to get some fresh air, so I went outside.

When I had some free time, I looked at my phone and saw that Jeongseok had sent me a message.

「Jungle Jungseok: What is this?」

「Jungle Jeongseok: Sounds like some kind of password. Morse code?”

「Jungle Jeongseok: When translated into Korean, it says to be careful of the sky.」

Watch out for the sky?

The phrase “Be careful of the sky” Written on the business card of Kang Bada, a man who was my mother’s former classmate.

What does it mean?

Sky.

It’s the sky….

“Be careful of the river sky?”

Well, that was the best guess I could make.

I did some errands, and when I was about to go back in, Yang Joo-hee was there.

“What? Want to smoke one?”

“What do you say? Did I hang up? I have trouble breathing while running. Since I finished eating, I decided to get up. “They must be calculating inside.”

Calculate! More than that, Yang Joo-hee quit smoking!

She doesn’t bother her friends and doesn’t smoke, so what on earth is left for Iljin Yang Joo-hee? Isn’t it that our human attributes are fading too much?

When I was thinking that, Yang Joo-hee looked around and said to me.

“You. Chanmi, be careful.”

“Be careful? What?”

“Didn’t you feel it? “When I was eating, my sister was only looking at you.”

Tiyong-.

I was extremely shocked and somewhat embarrassed.

You were only looking at me.

Do you like me?

It was natural to feel that way, but Yang Joo-hee’s words did not end.

“Do you know what Chanmi’s nickname is at church? “He’s a younger killer.”

“A younger killer?”

“Yes! “All the boyfriends I’ve had so far are younger, and as far as I know, the number of people I’ve had is over 7.”

Yang Joo-hee spoke as if it was a very secret secret, but I wondered if this was such a special thing.

Isn’t it normal for a 25-year-old woman to have 7 boyfriends?

These days, I’ve been dating since I was in high school, so there are seven people until I’m twenty-five, one person per year. She thought she was pretty ordinary. She

Of course, it was a bit surprising that they were all younger, but everyone has their own tastes.

“Hey. Isn’t it the time for her to say things like that? All the men Chanmi dated were CC! Church Couple! “Now, I can’t contact any of those guys and they don’t come to church.”

“Hmm….”

It was a bit unusual to date 7 church couples.

Usually when you become a couple at church… I don’t know if everything goes well and they end up getting married, but if they break up, there will be a hell of a party.

There’s no way they’ll break up on good terms, so both men and women will fight like hell, and people who were close at church will fall into factions or become awkward with each other because of the men and women….

In the end, both men and women end up not going to church.

So, if possible, it was not recommended to have a lover within the church.

I can’t believe I did that 7 times.

You even made all men lose contact? If it’s great, it’s great.

# # #

Arrived at Glory Church.

It was not very common to see churches holding services on Mondays, and the reason was that the people at the church who were the busiest on ‘Sunday’, which was everyone else’s holiday, took ‘Monday’ off as if it were a holiday.

Places where worship services are held on Mondays like that can generally be considered places full of passion.

When I entered the chapel, there were quite a few people.

About twenty.

Everyone smiled, said hello, and chatted.

“Oh my. “The students are here?”

“Look at the school uniform.”

We who were wearing school uniforms definitely stood out.

Ladies and uncles who appeared to be deacons smiled contentedly at us, and finally, at 7 p.M., A young man who appeared to be a worship leader appeared and took the microphone.

“Then, we will begin our Monday worship service with praise. First, let’s all stand up and praise the Lord with joyful hearts.”

Thump thump thud-.

A hymn that begins with a session including drums.

“By the precious blood of the Savior on the cross─.”

Everyone raised their voices and sang.

The only people standing here blankly are me, Yang Joo-hee, and Yoo Da-hee.

In my case, it was because I was observing my surroundings, in Yang Joo-hee’s case, it was because of a subtle adolescent rebelliousness(?), And in Yoo Da-hee’s case, it was because the atmosphere was awkward.

What became more awkward was after the praise.

Crack, crack.

All the lights lighting up the chapel went out.

The interior is so dark that you can’t see an inch in front of you.

In it, the praise leader spoke.

“Then, at this time, I will shout three times, Lord, and pray with all my voice.”

Lord─. Lord─. Lord uh-.

Everyone began to pray and seek the Lord with loud voices.

“Abba, father, like this again today—.”

“Arrr.”

“Please forgive this sinner—!”

“Abararalalai, escararalalai!”

Tongseong prayer.

A time when all kinds of voices are tangled together and shouting loudly.

Has there ever been a church these days that speaks in tongues so passionately and prays so loudly?

It was a time that was quite familiar to me as the son of a pastor… It seems that it didn’t work for some people.

Sch-.

Someone took advantage of the darkness and pulled my side.

“… Eternal. Scared.”

It was Yoo Da-hee.

Yoo Da-hee, who was not familiar with church culture, thought that this loud prayer of fanaticism and blind faith sounded like the clamor of some kind of hell.

The situation of making non-human sounds in all kinds of dialects can be unfamiliar and scary.

─You idiots are being damned. Make a great show. Show.

It was then.

Among all the cries of hell and loud prayers and speaking in tongues, someone’s voice was clearly heard.

And at that moment, the throbbing sound of prayer in the chapel suddenly stopped.

The timing of that public announcement was enough to give me goosebumps.

Tak-.

A chapel where the lights start to turn on.

Suddenly, in front of the podium, instead of the praise leader, a rather large man was holding the microphone.

The founding pastor and senior pastor of this Yeonggwang Church was Pastor Aesoo Cheon.

“Brothers and sisters. It seems that the devil, who holds the power of the air, has been hiding in this place. I command you here in the name of the Lord. “The enemy, the devil and Satan, get up from your seats and go outside!”

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What is this… What kind of situation is this? What are you going out for?

This situation was very unfamiliar and strange even to me.

I looked around in confusion, but the surroundings were very quiet.

Sch-.

Pastor Aesoo Cheon came down from the podium.

“These devils are hiding among people. Hiding among people and making people sick. Make them disobedient. Make them distrustful. “I’m making you commit a crime!!!”

Wheee-.

Pastor Cheon Ae-soo begins to whistle.

He walked slowly around this chapel, whistling at a steady note.

Wheee-.

It was a very impressive cardiorespiratory ability. How can the whistling continue without stopping?

When I was thinking that, Pastor Aesoo Cheon’s steps stopped in front of me for a moment.

Wheee-.

“… ….”

What on earth is this?

The moment I was nervous for no reason….

“You f*cking bastard! Whether it’s Jesus or Nabal, give me my money back. Before they set fire to the church and kill everyone! Whether you are a pastor or a bastard, give me my money! My money! “Naidooooon!”

Someone shouted very loudly.

When I turned my head, I saw a man in shabby work clothes glaring at Pastor Ae-su Cheon with bloodshot eyes.

Someone recognized the man.

“I… Isn’t that Chanwoo’s dad? “Deacon Kwon’s husband!”

“Oh, that’s right! That’s right!”

The man walked towards Pastor Cheon Ae-su, limping as if his legs were uncomfortable.

And then, like a mad dog that had been starving for several days, his mouth was filled with the smell of alcohol.

“The insurance money I received when I had a bad leg! Expenses incurred while receiving a disability rating! My family gave it all to this church! You need that money to do the surgery! Give me the money! Money! “My money!!!”

Is this the husband who came to ask for the money that his wife gave as an offering to the church?

It wasn’t a common occurrence, but… However, it wasn’t something completely out of the ordinary.

Pastors often receive death threats like this in their lives.

In many ways, it feels like there is a hole in the sky.

When I thought about whether I should call the police, Pastor Aesoo Cheon said,

“This person. I’m possessed by the devil. From now on, we will drive out the devil that has settled within this man. “Let’s lock the doors and start playing the PPT from John chapter 1.”