As Gyo Hwan drove the car towards the amusement park, Seung Yul proposed a game to Hyo Jin.
“Teacher, shall we play telepathy?”
Sitting side by side in the back seat, Hyo Jin looked at Seung Yul.
“How do you play?”
“Well, I’ll ask, ‘Do you like tteokbokki or tteok skewers?’ If we both answer simultaneously, it means we have telepathy. Got it?”
“Okay.”
Seung Yul, having finished the practice question, entered the game.
“Do you like ballads or dances? One, two, three!”
Seung Yul said, “Dance!”
Gyo Hwan and Hyo Jin both shouted, “Ballad!”
“Oh my, Dad. Do you like ballads?”
Even Gyo Hwan, who was driving, was amazed, as if he had met his destined partner.
“I thought you, Teacher, liked dance.”
“Dad, I really love ballads.”
“I actually thought you, Teacher, liked dance.”
“Dad, I really love ballads.”
“Oh, really? What’s your favorite song?”
“Teacher! Shall we play telepathy?”
Hyo Jin, lost in her thoughts about what kind of feeling her dad’s ballad singing would have, snapped back to reality.
“Oh, right. Um, we should.”
She quickly regained her composure and thought about the question carefully.
“Well, do you like spring or winter? One, two, three!”
Seung Yul chose winter.
Hyo Jin and Gyo Hwan chose spring.
“Teacher! Didn’t you say you liked it when it snows in winter?”
Seung Yul, who had chosen winter thinking Hyo Jin would like it, was annoyed.
He keeps getting his telepathy taken by Dad.
“I want to stop now.”
We’re playing telepathy with the teacher, and Dad keeps interfering, not even driving.
“Why? Dad’s fun.”
Fun indeed. Seung Yul pumped his fist and his lips curled up.
“Seung Yul, shall we listen to some music?”
Hyo Jin tried to change the mood by opening an app on her phone.
Coincidentally, a popular song that Seung Yul liked was playing on the radio.
Seung Yul sang along with the teacher affectionately, locking eyes. As they sang, Gyo Hwan, who was driving, joined in, humming along.
“Why do you keep singing along?”
I sang it to the teacher.
Seung Yul raised an eyebrow, giving his dad a questioning look.
Yikes. Hyo Jin, sensing the baby’s discomfort, signaled to Gyo Hwan as if using sign language through the rearview mirror.
“Dad, it seems like Seung Yul feels left out because we’re getting along. Let’s focus on the baby from now on. Okay?”
Acknowledging Hyo Jin’s sign, Gyo Hwan nodded and tightly sealed his lips.
“Wow, baby! Look here!”
Hyo Jin, who had arrived at the amusement park, held up a couple’s headband and a dinosaur balloon that the baby liked and took commemorative photos.
“Wow, Seung Yul. You look so cool.”
Every time Gyo Hwan, who had volunteered to take the pictures, took a photo, Hyo Jin teased him as if she had become the chairman’s daughter-in-law.
Seung Yul, I love you. Seung Yul, you’re cute. Seung Yul, you’re handsome. Seung Yul, you’re precious. Seung Yul, you’re the best. Squishy squishy. Our Seung Yul.
The chic baby only slightly lifted and lowered the corners of his mouth as if guarding against arrogance. There was no other reaction.
“Shall I take a picture for you?”
The mother, feeling sorry for Gyo Hwan, who could only take pictures of his wife and son, approached.
“Your son looks so pretty because he takes after both mom and dad.”
“Oh, really?”
Gyo Hwan and Hyo Jin, with their hands on Seung Yul’s shoulders, smiled contentedly.
“Am I not your mom?”
Seung Yul, narrowing his sharp eyebrows as if provoking, looked at the woman.
“She’s the teacher, not mom.”
Treating my unmarried teacher like a married woman.
“Oh, I see. Sorry.”
As the women with the camera turned away and walked away, they glanced back.
In an instant, Gyo Hwan, who had been a peaceful and harmonious family man, seemed to have become an adulterous man who had left only his wife out of the picture while going out with a home tutor.
“Why doesn’t dad say anything when teacher is called mom?”
“Well, do I have to say that one by one? Besides, we’re not on familiar terms.”
Although Gyo Hwan replied casually, Seung Yul couldn’t help but find it even stranger.
He got so angry when I called the teacher mom.
“Baby, we’re hungry. Shall we go have lunch?”
Since the weather was too cold for a picnic with a mat spread outside, Gyo Hwan had previously booked a members-only country club near the amusement park.
“Teacher, aren’t you cold?”
Gyo Hwan, who was grilling barbecue on the terrace, took off his jacket and draped it over Hyo Jin’s shoulders.
“Dad, please try this.”
Hyo Jin wrapped a piece of barbecue as if responding and put it in Gyo Hwan’s mouth.
“How is it?”
“It’s delicious.”
Hehe. Behind the two of them, who were pouring sauce, Seung Yul, who had just come out of the bathroom after peeing, shouted.
“Dad, the meat is all burnt!”
What did I do when I was in the bathroom? Don’t you realize there’s smoke?
“Dad, are you okay inside?”
Gyo Hwan, who had secretly been enjoying the lettuce wraps Hyo Jin made every time the baby wasn’t looking, coughed and spoke up.
“I shouldn’t have you make them for me.”
The Villainous Demon Lord Laid an Egg for Her (Female-Dominated)
Several months after transmigrating into a book, Yu Wu found herself facing the demon lord Li You, who could no longer conceal his dragon horns. With one hand on her aching waist and the other gripping a sharp sword, she stared at him.
The demon lord’s eyes were red with fury:
“This is all your doing! Today, I won’t rest until I kill you!”
Yu Wu rubbed her temples. Putting aside the taboo against bloodshed during pregnancy, wasn’t it this very man who willingly walked into her trap that day?!
Warnings:
- Male pregnancy.
- Height ratios are set to mirror typical male-female height proportions.
- Characters include a foot-loving demon lord and an eldest daughter from an immortal family’s concubine lineage.
