I thought it was roadkill, but I picked up a roe deer.

“…What did I just hit?” The object lying collapsed on the asphalt was no mountain animal. “A person……” And a man of exceptionally sturdy build, at that. I didn’t know it then. That I would pick up a man who called himself the Mountain God of Korea—and that he would be a water deer. ---PREVIEW--- “…Water deer. That’s just what everyone calls me.” “Ah… yes, Mr. Goran. I guess you have a single-syllable name.” “What?” What is wrong with him? “Did you just… give me a name?” “Huh? What do you mean by that? You said your name was Goran.” “…You are certainly no ordinary junior. If Bang Sang-si finds out about this, it’ll be a hundred years' worth of mockery. Hah, truly. How could such a muta...