Story of a Big Player from Gangnam

When Gun-Ho woke up at the condo in Daikanyama, Shibuya, Mori Aikko was not there. She probably left for the airport already.

“I wanted to give her some money to spend, but she is already gone.”

Gun-Ho’s returning flight ticket to Korea was scheduled the next day, and since Mori Aikko was not there with Gun-Ho, he thought of changing the ticket to leave for Korea early. And then, he thought maybe he could use the day to see people he knew in Japan like Mr. Sakata Ikuzo, who was the world-renowned Japanese engineer and used to work with Gun-Ho in Dyeon Korea, and the Korean restaurant owner—Ms. Ji-Yeon Choi.

“I will have lunch with Mr. Sakata Ikuzo, and then I can swing by Ms. Ji-Yeon Choi’s restaurant and have a bowl of oxtail soup for dinner.”

Gun-Ho looked at his watch.

“It’s already ten o’clock.”

Gun-Ho cleaned the room where he spent the night with Mori Aikko, and he also emptied the trash can for her. After arranging the bed, he walked out of the condo.

While walking toward the subway station, Gun-Ho made a call to Mr. Sakata Ikuzo.

“Sakata Ikuzo desu ka? Watashi was kankku no kyu shachodesu. (I’m President Goo from Korea).”

“Oh, Kyu shacho san, ohisashiburidesu. (Oh, President Goo, long time no see.)”

Gun-Ho could speak Japanese a little bit. Thanks to Mori Aikko.

“I’m in Daikanyama, Shibuya right now. I will come to Yokohama. Let’s have lunch together.”

“Oh, you are in Japan? I live in Motomachi. It’s a suburb of Yokohama. I will wait for you at the subway station.”

A while later, Gun-Ho and Mr. Sakata Ikuzo met each other.

Mr. Sakata Ikuzo looked older than before, and he was a little hunched, but he looked healthy overall. Gun-Ho could still smell some sort of metal from him.

Mr. Sakata Ikuzo took Gun-Ho to a restaurant that specialized in grilled eel. Gun-Ho took out a bottle of liquor that he bought at a department store in Yokohama. It was a gift for Mr. Sakata Ikuzo. As he gave it to Mr. Sakata Ikuzo, he said, “You look healthy.”

Gun-Ho touched the butterfly. His eyes widened.

“Oh, this is made of wood. Oh, my gosh. This looks so real.”

“I’ve been doing wood carving since I was a young man. It was my hobby, and I did it whenever I felt bored. Given the nature of my work, I work with metal most of the time, and I’ve been trying to neutralize the metal’s energy that affects my body by touching more wood.”

“I see.”

“I actually received an offer from Yokohama’s art gallery. They want to host an art exhibition with some of my carved figures. Since I have spare time these days, I’m working on carving more figures in preparation for the exhibition.”

“Oh, really?”

Mr. Sakata Ikuzo showed Gun-Ho more of the figures that he made.

“Wow. This looks like a living dragonfly.”

On a large tray that Mr. Sakata Ikuzo brought in order to show to Gun-Ho, there was a dragonfly, a frog, and a small bird, etc. They all look so real, especially with the vivid colors painted on them.

“Wow. This is incredible.”

While he was looking at the animal figures on the tray, Gun-Ho saw an anchovy. He tried to take it out from the tray.

“I guess you dropped an anchovy here by accident.”

When Gun-Ho picked up the anchovy, he was amazed.

“Wow! You made this one too!”

Mr. Sakata Ikuzo smiled. He looked satisfied.

There was still the calligraphy wall hanging in his room, which said ‘Isshokenmei.’ It was his philosophy of life, which meant that he would put everything into his work even though he had to risk his life to do so. His work with wooden figures reflected this philosophy very well. Mr. Sakata Ikuzo, who was sitting in a kneeling position on the floor, reminded Gun-Ho of the legendary swordsman in Japan—Miyamoto Musashi.

“It’s amazing. When does your art exhibition start in Yokohama?”

“It will open in June.”

“I will definitely come and visit your exhibition then.”

“Thank you. I will send you the exhibition’s pamphlet once it comes out, shacho san (Mr. President).”

Gun-Ho thought that he would come to Mr. Sakata Ikuzo’s art exhibition in June with President Jeong-Sook Shin.

After parting from Mr. Sakata Ikuzo, Gun-Ho came back to Tokyo, and he headed to New Otani Hotel in Akasaka, Tokyo. After checking in, he went up to his room and looked out of the window.

“I have a good memory with this hotel about two women.”

While looking out of the window, Gun-Ho thought of Mori Aikko and also Seol-Bing.

‘I had the first night with Mori Aikko in this hotel. Also, I held Seol-Bing’s hand for the first time in this hotel.’