Myeong Ok pointed the sharp tip of her shoe forward. Click-clack, an incongruous sound echoed loudly in the residential building.
After exploring the first-floor facilities, Da Jeong led Myeong Ok upstairs.
“How many residents are currently living in this facility?”
“There are 35.”
“Are there many people like Da Jeong who visit even after leaving?”
“No, not many. It’s not easy for them to come because they’re busy. Most only visit once a year.”
I didn’t do anything wrong, but I found myself making excuses without realizing it. Da Jeong straightened her back, giving strength to her spine that had slumped.
While climbing the stairs, Myeong Ok continued to fire questions without a break.
Is safety management thorough? Is the hygiene condition clean? She wore an elegant expression, but her questions were all as sharp as arrows.
Indeed, someone who runs a company is different.
While sweating profusely and answering, they arrived in front of the boys’ room.
“It seems to be the room for high school students.”
Myeong Ok said as she looked at the view inside the window. Although the kids were at school, you could easily guess the owners from the books and clothes.
“Yes. Middle school and high school students stay here together.”
“What happens to the kids after they leave this place?”
“Some of the residents go on to attend university, but many of them find employment right away.”
“I see. Then… what about you, Da Jeong?”
“Yes?”
“When you left here, what were your plans?”
Suddenly becoming the center of attention, her words got stuck in her throat. Da Jeong looked at Myeong Ok with a bewildered expression.
“Well, I’ve been through a lot in a place like this, so I thought I should try to meet a great guy and fix my reputation… I mean, that was the idea?”
Despite her tense eyes, her lips were upturned in a mischievous smile. Behind the tightly drawn eyes, there was an overt smirk.
In an instant, Da Jeong’s blood boiled.
“What do you mean all of a sudden?”
“What do I mean? It’s about maintaining your social status according to your background.”
“My, my… background…!”
Da Jeong, who had been blurting out words, suddenly stopped talking.
There’s no reason for her to provoke me like this. Even if she tries to provoke me, there’s nothing to gain from it.
Sensing something amiss, Da Jeong calmly swallowed her anger. Her calm eyes, like a winter lake, turned towards Myeong Ok.
“…Seems like you’re more curious than I thought. About me and our Hope House.”
“…”
Instead of answering, Myeong Ok raised one eyebrow sharply. It was an unexpected expression, as if she hadn’t easily succumbed to the provocation.
“I’ll answer all your questions, so let’s go down together for now. There’s no point in standing here and talking.”
Without waiting for her response, Da Jeong swiftly turned and left. A moment later, a leisurely sound of footsteps followed her like a chase. When they arrived, it was the director’s office where they had started.
Myeong Ok made a bored expression as if to say, “Here again?”
“Please come in. I’ll prepare some tea.”
“I’m fine with tea. I’ll pass on what I’ve already had.”
Myeong Ok said with a nonchalant tone.
“I don’t feel comfortable not offering a cup of tea to a guest. Of course, it’s my stubbornness, so you don’t have to drink it if you don’t want to.”
“…,”
Myeong Ok gazed blankly at Da Jeong’s retreating figure. As someone who had never heard an answer other than “yes,” she couldn’t help but be taken aback.
“Don’t underestimate me.”
It was a fairly confident response, but Da Jeong, who had been through all sorts of trials and tribulations, was nothing more than a “slightly stubborn deer” to Myeong Ok.
She entered with an expectant expression.
As they sat on the worn-out sofa, the creaking sound was clearly audible. After a while, Da Jeong returned with a tray holding tea cups.
A rich aroma wafted from the dark green tea that had clearly been brewed from tea bags.
It looks like it’s green tea. Despite its simplicity, her appearance was so charming that it could almost be called kitschy.
“I didn’t know your taste, so I prepared the most common one.”
“Thank you. I like green tea.”
Myeong Ok said with a light smile.
Da Jeong, with a sense of anticipation, left her share of tea on the table and continued to move. What stopped her were the thick files placed at the end of the narrow space.
“Why did we have to gather in the director’s office again…”
Her thin, long fingers pointed at the thick file.
“Before we start talking, I want to show you something.”
Da Jeong opened the file with a composed expression. Behind the lightly opened cover, letters and photos sent by the discharged residents were revealed.
“Take a look.”
As the hefty file settled onto the table, a letter slid to the side with a soft rustling sound.
Unintentionally, Myeong Ok’s gaze followed the movement.
“……The person I used to be has now become the mother of two children. If it weren’t for Hope House, if my dad hadn’t been by my side, I wouldn’t have these children with me now, would I? Dad, even though we can’t meet often, I’m always thankful in my heart.”
Every letter stroke seemed to carry an abundance of emotions, as the pen marks on the paper were deeply etched.
“…”
Myeong Ok raised her gaze with a somewhat shaken expression. Then she noticed Da Jeong’s face, which seemed firmly angry.
Hmm, I guess I should be careful with my tone.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
