It comes as no surprise to anyone that the late Supreme Leader of North Korea, Kim Jong-il, was a bit, uh ... eccentric. Ever since his passing, however, stories about his personal life have continued to emerge. The most recent comes from a GQ interview with his former sushi chef, Kenji Fujimoto. According to Fujimoto, the two were a little more than just bros.
Fujimoto was technically Kim Jong-il's personal sushi chef, but he was so well-liked by the little guy, that he also became a part of Kim Jong-il's personal entourage. The two would engage in all sorts of activities together, including pheasant hunting, horseback riding, swimming, roller-skating, and bowling. He would also often accompany the leader on tours on his bulletproof train.
The most revealing anecdote, however, must be read word-for-word from the mouth of Fujimoto himself. Keep in mind while reading this that Fujimoto refers to Kim Jong-il as "Shogun-sama." According to GQ
, this is because "honored general" in Korean is "Jang-gun-nim" and "Shogun-sama" was the Japanese term Fujimoto used as its equal. It means "super shogun/great master."
"Many people envied me because I was a favorite of Kim Jong-il. At the parties, I poured sake for Shogun-sama, but Shogun-sama also poured sake for me, which was very rare. Every time Shogun-sama said to me, 'Do you like me?' I answered, 'Of course, I like you so much.' I was thinking about making a joke: 'I don't like you, I despise you.' I wanted to say that as a joke, but I had no courage. Shogun-sama said, 'If you like me, why don't you kiss me on the cheek?' I don't remember how many times I kissed him. A hundred times? A hundred kisses. We would go to the sauna together, naked. Shogun-sama said, 'Oh, you have a good body, a masculine body.' I said, 'I'm good at sports.' It's not too much to say I was a good playmate for Kim Jong-il. And every time he asked me to kiss his face, he always said to me, 'If you betray me, you will ....' Then he would go silent and make a gesture of a knife going into my stomach."
via NY Mag