Jiwon thought it was too cruel to say out loud, even to himself.
Jiwon didn’t answer immediately, and Kim Seonghee’s mood soured slightly.
—In times like this, you’re supposed to say I’m definitely better-looking. Haven’t you ever been in society?
“You’ve only been in society for six months too.”
Jiwon snapped back, flustered. Oh no. He might have said the wrong thing. Should he apologize now?
—You watched my documentary?
Instead, Kim Seonghee laughed, pleased. Oh… It was a little confusing, but at least he wasn’t angry.
“Yes. I watched both parts.”
—It turned out well, right? I starved myself for a week to film it. They said it would make me look better on camera.
“Yes, you looked great.”
—Want to film one too?
“I… I’m okay.”
Jiwon didn’t have the confidence to boldly showcase his life story like Kim Seonghee. Besides, he hadn’t lived a life worth calling a “life story.”
—Really? Too bad. Let me know if you change your mind.
“Yes. I will.”
—See you soon.
Click. The call ended abruptly. Kim Seonghee seemed to be in a good mood, but Jiwon couldn’t figure out why he’d called. The conversation had been so empty. The public sermon and video editing could have been relayed through Lee Jak.
“Why did he call? Just to chat…?”
It seemed unlikely. Hadn’t Lee Jak said many times how busy Kim Seonghee was? Yet he’d taken the time to call Jiwon—it was hard to believe.
Knock knock.
Someone knocked on the door of the Leader’s office.
“Who is it?”
“It’s me.”
It was Lee Jak.
“Come in.”
The door clicked open, and Lee Jak and Yoon Jaemin entered the Leader’s office.
“Kim Seonghee wanted to discuss the second joint sermon, so I came back quickly.”
“Ah… I just heard.”
“Just now?”
“Yes. He called.”
Jiwon showed his phone. Lee Jak glanced at it, then smiled slightly, pulling at the corner of his mouth.
“Ah. So he told you to plan it yourselves since he’s busy, and then called you directly?”
“Uh…?”
“Must have been something very busy and important. He left a meeting just to call you.”
Was it really that busy and important? It didn’t seem so.
“Yoon Jaemin and I exchanged greetings earlier, and I heard you had a brief checkup. Was there anything else?”
“Huh?”
“Anything I should know about.”
Anything he should know… Jiwon looked at Yoon Jaemin. Yoon Jaemin was still smiling, overjoyed. Since Jiwon had asked Yoon Jaemin to keep it a secret, he couldn’t tell Lee Jak.
“No.”
“I see. Understood. Oh, here, take this book.”
“Huh?”
Lee Jak handed him a book. Jiwon took it. It looked familiar. He read the title aloud.
“101 Positions for Ecstatic Sex, Volume 2.”
“Kim Seonghee insisted you read this carefully. He said it’s a book he treasures, so handle it with care.”
Ah. Jiwon remembered. It was the book Kim Seonghee had been reading in his documentary. But there was a second volume? Jiwon opened the book. It was a hardcover, unnecessarily large, with thick pages and full-color illustrations.
“Oh my god…”
Inside were truly 101 positions and tips—all for sex between men. So that’s why it was Volume 2. The first must have been popular, so they released a new version. Jiwon couldn’t finish reading the first page and quickly closed the book. He couldn’t bring himself to read it. It felt like he was being forced to open the door to a world he didn’t know.
“Tell him… thank you.”
“He said to call him after you read it. And to pick out your favorite positions.”
Jiwon squeezed his eyes shut. Kim Seonghee was definitely not in his right mind.