"Funny I adore rain too much, what about you, Miss Plum," Eun-Kyung inquires? "Rain proves refreshing to the tired-weathered mental state in the ludicrous modern world and a tranquil blanket over the elegant scenery." "Quite a poet and sweet to for a woman with an odious death gaze!" "Why didn't you run away yet," Plum Eyes inquires. "Honest, miss you're a woman that drives 1,000 types of fear into me, yet my instinct rebuttals forcing me to trust you with my life." The two women traverse the Elementary parking lot at 10:06 pm in a minimal rain. Miss Plum Eyes scans everywhere for anything misplaced or threatening.

"Ever been to Satomi's Café," Plum Eyes asks. "A Japanese hangout most Korean find a dubious disdain for Japanese anything!" "First time with a mysterious non-native Korean woman saving my life well how can my cute face deny you company, Okay," Eun-Kyung giggles. "No, worries Kyoto-Ben and Hokkaido-Ben, Miss Plum Eyes proves fluent in and leave the ordering to me!" After walking in the rain for 20 minutes woman stumble on Wausan-ro 29ra-gil street. "Choi's Gas station in building complex 35 cross to the other side of the street now!" Miss Plum Eyes scouts the gas station gazing for unwanted people hanging around or local trouble. "You prove so thorough in your rationalizing for danger and the unseen," Eun-Kyung compliments. College students walk back and forth across the bustling streets, yet Plum Eyes struggles to locate any real danger.

"Where is Satomi's Café located?" "Near Wausan Mountain west of it in a basement of building 9-35 on Wausan-ro 26-gil street southeast of Sudaddeoneun Library." Miss Plum Eyes retains composure while the rain pelts down harder as the minutes pass. "Ah, I don't need a soak and I preferred the light shower at least I'm not wearing a white top, pants, or skirt," Eun-Kyung laughs. "A white bra provided by your bizarre expression," Plum Eyes notes. "Don't bother asking I'm provided free discounts from the need of those feminine attire, and even scientist can't detect a bust!" "Eun Kyung laughs you have a chest, wait never mind, sorry." These women continue through a hefty downpour while studying locals passing by in Hyundai automobiles. "Your signature death glare reveals an unrelenting loathing for Hyundai and Kia vehicles," Eun-Kyung laughs. "A secret shrouded in mystery," Miss Plum Eyes rebuttals. "Nothing more exhilarating than being washed away in a rainstorm in Seoul," Eun-Kyung laughs.

"At least Seoul, South Korea isn't tornado alley!" "TORNADO ALLEY, what is that?" "A home to thousands of violent wind maelstroms capable of decimating buildings leaving only toothpicks and rubble!"

"South Korean weather proves not remotely bad in exchange then."

Car and truck headlights illuminate the cold damp city district streets while blinding the two women strolling down the sidewalk. Two car horns blare while a vehicle cuts off these two drives. They cut through the back alley between building 130 and 132 with building 9-35 on the east side, and Miss Plum Eyes locates the outer entrance to Satomi's Café in the basement.

Plum Eyes seizes the Custom Beretta 92FS Inox sliding a loaded magazine into the 9mm pistol.

Returning herself to lay out on her couch with her Etnies Chunky Skate shoes on, and she slumber quiet in minutes. "Tomorrow night a street race will prove a healthy business option, and the Acura NSX, 1994 demands another opportunity to smoke these cocky race punks.

"Triad, officers on the take, or hired henchmen neutralized them acquiring your address no doubt, but a lottery chance possibility they prove alive," she rebuttals in sorrow.

"Death's grip faulters disregarding me today, but my actions reveal aghast excuses, while hired pawns ceased living," Plum Eye deliberates lackluster. "Eight world renown top professional assassins slain by my agile hands, yet my victory seized today due to a field of amateurs." Today adversity reigns, yet I saved millions of lives what could possesses someone to arm a weaker version of the hydrogen bomb utilized on Hiroshima and Nagasaki?" "This problem proves not feasible because that hellish weapon utilization sole purpose obliterating Ekaterina Myung (Minji)." "Another snake seizing power in the Korean Government, dammit which mayors, city officials, or above proving running for reelection?" "Mr. Shin, Ekaterina's family, the local Kkangpae gangs, Chinese Triads, Yakuza, and even you the bane in my existence reveal an impossibility in leveling themselves or millions of people!"

"Two weeks ago, I obliterated a cargo ship transporting illegal firearms, rockets, and dismantled nuclear warheads commandeered from a US facility, and my superior chemical explosion dealing out over 9,600 degrees Fahrenheit vaporized any worthwhile remains from that dubious ship." "A container loaded on the barge of mine possessed mufflers, turbo kits, and other custom modification for engines along with my tested protype nova bomb." "Korean military scoured the wreckage, yet they tried to cover up the radioactive nature of the nuclear warheads waste remains." Lee Chin-Sun a fiery female government official demanded a proper investigation days later which led to the illegal radioactivity from the warheads surfacing. A certain real ship ledger proved falsified covering up a certain Seoul Official Park Gyeong-Taek business dealings, along with video tapes, audio, and sexual photographs of him being paid off to smuggle weapons and nuclear arm." Park Gyeong-Taek oldest son's mother revealed to be a high-ranking Triad member from Guangxi Province of China, yet his current wife proves not a Hong Kong model either. She proves another high-ranking female Triad from Fujian Province, and two other mothers of his children arm high members in the Chinese Communist Party.

The last known mother of his deceased daughter reveals to be a Japanese 14 years-old pop singer he assaulted and raped for months, and after she gave birth to his daughter her life ended aghast. Park Gyeong-Taek personally demolished her face with rusty steel rebar beating rabid while gutting the baby leaving them in alley way behind a dumpster. A woman framed as a Chinese triad found in the alley way at the time was drugged as a scapegoat for Gyeong-Taek actions. This unlucky Chinese woman possessed no ties to the Triads or local gangs.

"That male lowlife created ninety body bags in my search to seize the necessary key items to bringing that pissant down, and triads, corrupt businesspeople, military, and government officials demanding my demise, yet I faked my own death in a violent explosion." Seoul police investigated my false death only to find the unrecognizable remains of a female Chinese Triad and Female Kkangpae Korean Gang with numerous male gang members. A rouse created informed the police officials that Kkangpae female leader and some Chinese Triads devised a scheme blackmail Mr. grasping payout while seeking revenge on other Triad factions from China and South Korea while collecting nuclear weapons to sell to the Russian and Chinese Governments.

"Ironic he found a knee capping provided some over pressurized steel core APR 9x19mm rounds, yet a simple maiming and nothing more of course the attacker died in a hellish gas fire."

"An epic prize enough to reform a county, and these vipers won't leave my presence hidden for long!" "Damage dealt today to the underworld ranges around at least 14,900,000,000 USD, and that Swedish Receptionist Assassin being in the top six killers in the world claims a minimum price tag of 19,000,000 USD per job, and these other couple top remaining assassin bring in hefty million-dollar prices as well!" "The past shall wait for me a little longer before we part ways forever!"

"Carelessness breeds certain death, and my reckless action reveals exploitable weaknesses."

She scans the map and strategizes how to deal with Mr. Shin and his underlings. He will prove an adequate challenge, and I'm going to need a serious and thorough plan to deal with such a problem.

Miss Korea scours her cousins' wardrobe collection seeking the most appealing, yet she borrows them since they're similar in body dimensions. "My cousin proves obsessed with wearing men's clothes, yet her being born with male pelvic bone structure and lack of female reproductive system and privates while only having a urinary tract, her clothing proves 100% correct choice." "Ludicrous where's her bra collection, oh that's right she's a true flat chested woman," she laughs. Seizing an extra Korn concert black t-shirt, blue with white stripped Tommy Hilfiger boxers, baggy Tommy Hilfiger light Blue Jeans, a Tommy white low-cut socks, and white with green stripped K-Swiss Tennis shoes.