“Mr. Seo, what’s going on? Seungyul can’t be found no matter how hard I look?”
Hyojin took a taxi immediately upon receiving the call and rushed to the school.
“I came to pick him up after school, but I can’t find Seungyul…”
Unable to continue her words, at the awkward gaze from Mr. Seo, Hyojin saw Seungyul’s mom standing with wide-open eyes.
“Seungyul’s mom! Your son has done this to our Seongjun, what are you going to do?”
Under the powerful gaze reminiscent of a tornado, Hyojin felt as if her body was being pushed back.
“What, did our Seungyul do this?”
Waaah. With his neck grabbed, the tie was loosened, the shirt with the buttons undone, lying on the ground, hair disheveled, and the school uniform jacket and pants covered in dirt.
Only then did she realize. The reason Mr. Seo called wasn’t because Seungyul disappeared, but because of the problem of leaving like that after creating this situation without a single apology.
“If there’s no apology by tomorrow, I’ll sue for school violence, so convey that to Seungyul’s father!”
How can I convey it to Seungyul’s father? I told him not to contact me or come, but.
Unable to straightforwardly explain the situation, Hyojin had to find Seungyul, the person involved, to confirm.
“Mr. Seo, have you tried contacting the bodyguard?”
Since Seungyul has a bodyguard, he might have followed him.
“Oh, yes.”
The chauffeur who contacted Hyojin due to Seongjun’s mom’s complaint finally realized there was a dedicated bodyguard and took out his cellphone.
“The girl who came to our house before is with him now.”
Glancing at Hyojin, who had become serious after hearing Mr. Seo’s words, Seo glanced at his phone.
“The girl who came to our house?”
Then it means she’s with Roy.
Did they reconcile after fighting last time?
“Huff, Seungyul, come quickly.”
Roy, pushing open the thick convenience store door with bracken hands, checked that no one was inside through the glass door and sighed a sigh of relief.
“Is Roy here?”
Seungyul, at the sound coming from behind, sucked in his breath and turned around.
He thought someone entered the store by chance. Someone he knows?
The grandfather, wearing a convenience store vest, came closer and took off his gloves.
“Who is it? A friend?”
Thinking that it wasn’t a friend like last time, Roy couldn’t readily answer and Seungyul, standing next to Roy, bowed politely in response.
“Hello. My name is Choi Seungyul. I go to the same school as Roy.”
“But why are you so out of breath? Did something happen outside?”
Seungyul, feeling embarrassed, and Roy, who didn’t know who spoke first, shouted in unison.
“No, nothing happened!”
Chichibong. Roy pinched Seungyul’s cheek.
“Huh, what?”
Why are you touching my cheek? Without permission?
Seungyul’s eye creases went up and down, feeling a burning sensation where Roy pinched.
“Do you not know this? If you want me to let go, just say ‘stop.'”
Seungyul, childish but helpless, responded bluntly as Roy instructed.
“Stop.”
Then Roy let go of the cheek he held and brightened up, revealing his white teeth.
“Heh, it’s fun.”
Heh, what’s fun about this? Childish.
Feeling a hot sensation on his cheek that Roy pinched, Seungyul frowned.
“But why are you two holding hands?”
“What?”
Only now realizing from the grandfather’s words that they were still holding hands, Seungyul, surprised, let go of Roy’s hand.
“Roy, Grandpa will briefly go to the storage room, so can you watch the store?”
“Yes, Grandpa. Go ahead!”
Seungyul looked at Roy, who was putting up a wooden shelf, and raised one eyebrow.
“Do you know how to handle the cash register?”
It was fascinating to see Roy in front of the cash register, who seemed to only know how to tell someone to buy.
“Of course. My mom and dad go to the company, so when school ends, I come to Grandpa’s store to help.”
“Alright, let’s calculate.”
Roy, standing at the cash register, smoothly scanned the barcode of the chocolate bar that Seungyul had placed on the counter.
“Customer, that’s 2,000 won.”
Roy, who had transformed into a friendly cashier, smiled brightly.
“Do you accept cards?”
Seungyul, now immersed in the role play, was using honorifics.
“Yes, of course. The bag is 20 won; do you need it?”
“No, just give it to me.”
After completing the transaction, Seungyul handed the chocolate bar gruffly.
“Here, eat it.”
“Really? Why?”
Roy’s eyes widened.
“Because you stood up for me earlier.”
When they fought with Sungjun.
“Why did you do that? You said you wouldn’t like me anymore.”
“Well, because you fought because of me…”
Roy, with pink lips, looked up from his sulking position and raised his brown eyes.
“And you?”
“….?”
“Why did you stand up for me?”
“Well…”
“Do you happen to like someone?”
“Like someone?”
Reflecting on Hyojin’s face at Roy’s question, Seungyul sighed deeply and shook his head.
“At first, I thought I liked her, that being with her made me happy and joyful?”
So I thought I liked the teacher.
But since I found out that I like Dad, everything has changed.
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
