“Someday, I’ll make him eat it.”
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Hyunwoo, who claimed to be busy, was now stepping on the soil.
While Seongjae went downstairs for a moment, Kookhwan’s call came in.
“Who is it?”
“Father.”
“But why do you answer the phone like that?”
“I’m still angry.”
“Still.”
When Seongjae, who had gone downstairs to the first floor, came back up, the two pretended as if nothing had happened.
“Now, shall we start in earnest?”
After finishing the pressing process, the two finally sat down in front of the potter’s wheel.
Seongjae, who was a coach between Hyunwoo and Sori, worked hard as they looked at the outline they wanted to create.
Following the wet hands, the soil transformed into a bowl shape. Sori repeated the exclamation “Omo, omo” and marveled at the fascinating process. Seongjae found his daughter simply adorable and couldn’t help but smile with his mouth hanging open.
“Oh, right. You’re doing well. Our daughter has small hands, but she’s good.”
“But this is too difficult. Oh?! No, it’s not working!”
In that brief moment when she glanced at Seongjae, the crumpled clay made a sound of distress. Even that sight was lovely in Seongjae’s eyes.
“Hahaha. It’s okay. It’s okay. Try again.”
Seongjae put his hands through the hands of the sound, shaping it again. Soon, the shape was restored.
While the lady was roasting the clay, Hyunwoo, who had good concentration, made a bowl by himself.
It was the surface that Sori had drawn as an outline. Seeing it, Sori shouted, “Oh! It’s a real bowl! Professor, is it your first time?”
“Yeah.”
“Wow. No, why are surgeons so good at handcrafts?”
When Seongjae sincerely admired, Sori felt proud instead of Hyunwoo and said, “It’s because of surgery. Surgeons need sharp fingertips.”
“Then doctors can do anything well with their hands!”
Seongjae responded enthusiastically as if he had realized something tremendous in response to a trivial remark.
They continued making pottery until lunch and met again until dinner.
“It’s probably time to eat. Shall we have dinner?”
“I’ll prepare dinner. Let’s eat something simple because we need to make more bowls.”
“What about Sori?”
“Yes. Dad, do you like ramen by any chance?”
Sori showed strong enthusiasm by taking off her work apron. Then, from her bag, she pulled out ramen that Hyunwoo had secretly taken.
“You brought it all the way here?”
“Yes. It might not be here.”
Hyunwoo looked at Sori with an absurd expression.
Doing this once a month? He looked at Seongjae with a gaze that seemed embarrassed.
Feeling embarrassed for his daughter in a crisis, Seongjae tactfully stepped forward.
“Ramen sounds good. I’ll cook. Keep working on the bowls.”
“What about Dad?”
“I’ll prepare dinner. You’ve been standing, so take a break.”
“Just let me do it. You and Dad can discuss the next bowl.”
“Let’s decide who will cook with rock-paper-scissors.”
“…Should we do that?”
“Okay, that’s fair.”
Hyunwoo and Seongjae agreed.
“Now, it’s a one-shot showdown~. No changing your mind.”
The three people stood in a triangle, each pondering how they would express their choices. After glancing at each other, Sori was the first to suggest.
“If you don’t show, you lose. Rock, paper, scissors!”
At the same time, the hands of the three people who followed Sori’s shout came together. All of them were scissors. The three hands disappeared simultaneously.
“Rock, paper, scissors!”
The pupils flickering through the hands moved quickly.
Fortunately, there was a winner. It was Seongjae.
“There you go. I said I would do it from the beginning.”
“I can at least boil ramen well, but it’s a shame.”
But Seongjae, who glanced at Sori’s disappointed expression, realized that she was genuinely disappointed.
“It’s quicker and more convenient in my space. Right?”
“Well, that’s true.”
Sori, who only knew how to make ramen, wanted to do something herself, so Seongjae said.
“When the bowls are completed, will you invite me to your home later?”
“Of course. Absolutely.”
“Then, at that time, make ramen.”
“No, I have something else in mind. Where is the daughter who invites and makes ramen?”
“Why does it matter? I like ramen. Even if my daughter makes it, 2-minute curry is delicious too.”
Seongjae calmed Sori in that way and put water in the pot.
“I’ll make it refreshing by adding the octopus my friend sent. I should add oysters too. They say these oysters are directly harvested.”
Seongjae took out the ingredients for sashimi and asked Sori with an expectant face.
“Oh right. But Professor, you don’t like ramen, do you?”
Hyunwoo, who was stung by Sori’s illustration, raised his voice.
“But I’m curious about ramen with octopus. Father.”
“Then Professor, how about occasionally buying and trying such ingredients in the future?”
It was like an impish puppy trying to get a promise in times like this.
“We agreed to eat it once a month.”
“Once a month is too much. How about once a week?”
“Then, three times of exercise a week and ramen once a week.”
“Wow, really.”
“We should do that much. You have to earn the right to eat ramen.”
Sori bit her lips as if she were about to beg for more ramen. Watching her, Hyunwoo chuckled to himself.
“Claiming that ramen and ramyeon are different dishes doesn’t make any sense.”
“You’re unusually picky today. Then, you should also exercise once. Why three times?”
Seongjae, who had been quietly listening, intervened.
“Well, it’s good to exercise a lot.”
“Because Dad doesn’t know. He said Professor makes him exercise really hard.”
“He makes me exercise hard. Because I don’t exercise much, even 20 minutes makes me pant. It’s a big problem, really.”
Seongjae laughed while listening to the back-and-forth conversation between the two, and it wasn’t boring at all.
Soon, the sliced octopus legs were placed in the pot where the sashimi-like ramen was placed. When appetizing ramen was placed in front of each person, sighs burst out involuntarily.
“Dad, isn’t your appearance from the start unusual? If I had made it, it would have been a big problem.”
“Come on, try it. It’ll be a different taste.”
“It must be really delicious.”
“Okay, I’ll enjoy it. Father.”
Cheerful sounds echoed through the room as they slurped the noodles.
Hyunwoo, who was eating a bowl without hesitation, was also impressed.
But Sori couldn’t eat much and put down her chopsticks.
“Why? Is it not tasty?”
“No. It’s not that.”
Suddenly, her stomach felt uneasy.
Thinking of Seongjae’s sincerity, Sori picked up her chopsticks again, but it still felt a bit awkward to swallow. It seemed like she might choke.
Her stomach was hungry, but why couldn’t she eat? Sori also felt a little embarrassed about her condition.
“It’s delicious. It was so delicious that I briefly lost my mind.”
“You were surprised. Eat slowly.”
“Yes.”
In the worried eyes of Seongjae and the puzzled gaze of Hyunwoo, Sori endured her uneasy stomach and ate a little more.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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