And some were quietly waiting for that time to come.

Tirriri! Suddenly, Jeongpal’s cellphone rang. “Well?” He identified the sender and responds immediately. “Yes, brother.” It was Minjun who called. He began to ask from over the receiver. “Jeongpal, are you busy?” “It’s okay to talk for a while. Please tell me, brother.” “What are you doing now?” “Environmental beautification.” “Ugh.” Hearing this. Minjun sighed deeply.

“…The government is really doing all sorts of weird things. Hey, I’m sorry, I’m busy, but please confirm one thing. Last time we went to the Orc community. The day I caught the Society cub.” “Yes.” While chasing traces of someone warping at Jang Tae-joon’s house, he entered a slum, which was also under Jeongpal’s jurisdiction. “Among the bullies you met at the playground back then, you know the biggest guy? He can’t remember his name… Was it Kang Gam-chan?” He quickly figured out who he was talking about. “Oh, you mean Kim Yushin?” People in their twenties had been smoking and spending time at the playground. Among them, he was talking about a young man with a tattoo that extended to his face and a tight scalp. “By the way···” Jeongpal’s expression hardened quickly.

“Why are you looking for him? Any big accident?” It was unusual for an immigration agent to show interest in an Orc. Minjun quickly spoke as if to assure him. “Oh, there’s nothing wrong with him… it’s just, that tattoo.” The tattoo caught Minjun’s eyes when he first saw Kim Yushin. He was not interested because of the bold location of the engraving or the unusual color. “Wasn’t there ever be a word between you guys? Both within the police station and among the orcs.” “Yes? What about that tattoo? I just thought it was special, and I’m fine… Why?” “Well… no one knows, so he must have been there too. The person who carved it must have done it because he didn’t know it.” “?” “Can you call him and ask where he got it?” “Hm, alright. What’s this about the tattoo, though?” At this, Minjun hesitated for a moment before he spoke again. “…Well, he must have chosen it without knowing it. The tattooed bastard must have done some judo. Few people on Earth can read it these days. Don’t even dragons know? From what I saw, the grammar was all wrong because I was forced to look it up in the dictionary.” “Huh? Wasn’t that a text, not a picture? What do you mean?” After a few moments of listening, the Orc’s expression distorted like a demon when he heard Minjun’s answer.