In the end I 1.
Turn on the light, 2.
Fix the fan to Manager Kim, 3.
Close the door, 4.
After turning on the lights in your eyes and clapping your hands to kill all the mosquitoes in the room, 5.
I turned off the lights and went to sleep.
Even if I die from the heat, I hate mosquitoes.
I don't know about Manager Kim's tastes, but he got wind and was exposed to mosquitoes.
In life, if you gain one thing, you lose another.
I felt proud of myself for my fair treatment.
Then, as the sleepiness slowly crept up on me and I forgot about the heat, a loud noise was heard from the veranda.
Damn, Manager Kim has started snoring.
I guess a mosquito has set off my nose's alarm.
Because of that snoring demon king, Manager Kim's air raid, I couldn't sleep at all.
Life is not fair after all.
--- p.17

“How are you?” “Haven’t you found a job yet?” A punch.
"Yes, I'm looking into it..." "Should I look into a delivery job at the Mangwon Market fruit and vegetable store? You don't like it, do you? You graduated from college, right?" Two punches.
“But I still want to make use of my major.” “Major.
Yeah, that's a good major.
But what are those pig's feet?" Three punches.
Soon, like a bear emerging from its den, Manager Kim's thick body emerges from the tent.
“Hello, sir.
“My name is Kim Chang-kyung, my senior friend.”
I can feel Super Grandpa's target quickly changing to Manager Kim.
Fortunately for me.
Manager Kim is big, so his target is wide.
Super Grandpa looks closely at the face of Manager Kim, who is 20 centimeters taller than him and stands in front of him.
Then he looks back at me.
No! Don't change the target.
“Aren’t you too old to be called senior?” Punch’s room.
“Haha, I can hear it a little bit...” “Okay, I’ve been keeping an eye on this place for a few days.
It looked like a lost bear was lying in a sparrow's nest on a poplar tree.
Hey, you, that guy seems uncomfortable too. Why don't you just leave?" Five punches.
“Sir, your words are very clear.” “Look here.
I am an accurate person.
I hired these guys to only take one tenant, so if you're going to stay longer, either you pay more rent or this thing gets torn down!” Six punches.
“Well, I have nowhere to go right now… for the time being…” Then, Super Grandpa bent down quickly and grabbed the tent pole.
Manager Kim and I hurriedly grabbed the tent.
"Should I flip the tent over? Are you going to pay the rent or not?" Seven punches.
"Grandpa, then, can you just pay 100,000 won more than my rent? That's 500 to 40..."
--- pp.36~37

“Is it very spicy?” “It’s full of capsaicin.”
“The oden soup is not only hot, but it’s also soy sauce soup.” “You’re determined to fail.
"Is it bad to intentionally make food tasteless just to make the event fun?" "It's okay, hyung.
“It doesn’t matter anyway.” As we turn around, Manager Kim suddenly takes something out of his hand and puts it in his mouth.
Lemona? Gagrin? For a moment, Sabu suppressed a chuckle, then Manager Kim clenched his fist and headed toward the event venue as if he were going to battle.
As soon as the game begins, Manager Kim finishes off the tteokbokki at incredible speed.
The host praises Manager Kim, saying, "It's LTE-level speed," and exclaiming, "Fast, fast."
He clenches his fists and goes wild, as if cheering on a horse he has bet on at a racetrack.
When I asked what that was earlier, Sabu snickered and said it was a chikchik.
Chichiki, what's that? Seeing me nodding off, Sabu snickered and said he sprinkled it there to dull my senses.
Ugh, now that I hear it, I get it.
The reason Manager Kim is now shoving in whatever he can get his hands on, regardless of whether it's spicy or hot, is because he's sprayed a numbing agent into his mouth.
Whoa, that damn competitive spirit.
--- pp.146~147

To look into someone's home is like examining their insides.
A condition inside the body that cannot be seen even with an endoscope.
Indigestion was evident in 'Rooftop Man', while in comparison, rhythmic movement came to mind in 'Nursing Basement Maid'.
So what about my attic? It's probably chronic constipation.
There are too many shit trucks to get out of.

--- pp.273~274

As we step outside, a luscious fireball, seemingly born and raised in the East Sea, rises into the dark dawn sky.
It didn't take long for the world to brighten.
Four men stand side by side on the beach, staring out at the sea in silence.
Four men of different ages and backgrounds meet in a rooftop room in a corner of Seoul and come together to look at the sun.
It's no different from the sun I saw from the attic.
But it's touching.
These bedbugs, parasites, and cockroaches that have been eating and sleeping together for the past few months… … look like they are family members, but they are actually ‘mouths’.
My hair, which had been cold and full of hatred for them, is now being disinfected by the hot sun and washed by the cool waves.

--- p.290