“But why are you so unusually upset?”
It’s not even her first kiss, just the fiftyeighth peck.
“Well, because my father didn’t say anything. If something like that happened, he should have told me! I might have been drunk and unaware, but my father knew. It’s fortunate that I remember it now. When were you planning to tell me if I didn’t remember?”
Ha, who was it that grabbed the face of a person in a drunken stupor?
I was the one who should be angry, but Gyo Hwan didn’t seem to care.
“I don’t want to be uncomfortable with you.”
Gyo Hwan continued his argument with elegant gestures, as if persuading a judge in court.
“As you know, it’s not long since Yul and I reconciled and started to recover.”
Approaching first to have a meal, buying wine, deliberately calling her ‘Teacher Bom’ in a friendly manner, all because of his desire to get closer to Yul.
“I don’t want to be distant from Yul again because of you. Is that explanation sufficient?”
Just as she expected. Even though she knew it was a reasonable explanation, Hyo Jin felt an unbearable emptiness in her heart.
What kind of excuse did she expect from him?
“You were the same. The more you see Yul, the prettier and lovelier you say he is.”
When Hyo Jin lowered her eyelashes and didn’t respond to his accurate words, Gyo Hwan became even more anxious.
“Please don’t tell me you’re quitting or it’s affecting your teaching because of this? I would be truly disappointed with you. Weren’t you a professional, Teacher Bom?”
However, it was her first time.
Even though he called it a coincidental accident.
Hyo Jin, more shocked by his words that it meant nothing to him than the fact that she had kissed him, did as he wanted. She erased her emotions from her face and tightened her firmly closed jaw.
“Don’t worry. It won’t affect Seung Yul at all.”
At least she was relieved he didn’t know that it was her first time.
“Then I won’t make it a problem anymore.”
Gyo Hwan didn’t say another word. He got up and opened the door.
“Please continue to take good care of our Yul.”
That night. After finishing her class, Hyo Jin returned to her dormitory and opened the test book he had given her at her desk.
‘Did it excite you?’
His lips, red as a pomegranate, floated in her outoffocus sight.
‘Were you excited?’
Ah, really. Why was this happening? She wasn’t being cool.
Hyo Jin closed her book and opened the lid of the basket by the window, pulling out a worry doll made of rags.
“Money. I have a worry. Can you take it away?”
Just as she was about to confess her worry.
Knock, knock.
The sound of knocking from outside the door.
Who could it be, at this hour?
Could it be… father??
Peeking through the slightly opened door, she saw Baby standing in her pajamas.
“Teacher~!”
Heck. Hyo Jin, who opened the door wide, looked up at Seung Yul, who was on his knees in surprise.
“Baby, what’s going on in the middle of the night? Did you have a scary dream?”
“No, that’s not it.”
“But why…?”
Hyo Jin was even more puzzled.
“Earlier, while I was studying, you looked sad.”
“What?”
Hyo Jin snapped to attention.
“What are you talking about, while studying with Seung Yul, why would I be sad?”
“But in my eyes, you looked sad?”
Oh dear. Had she been found out by the child, even though she had tried not to show it?
“So, you came because you were worried about me?”
Instead of answering, his dimples deeply indented. What a special kid.
“You’ve come all this way, would you like to come in and have a warm cup of milk?”
She couldn’t just send such a lovely guest away.
“Can I? This is my first time going into a room where a woman lives alone.”
While Hyo Jin was heating up the milk she took out from the fridge in the microwave, Seung Yul wandered around the room, his pajamas rustling as if he were an emperor who had left his chambers.
“Huh? What are these dolls?”
The worry dolls laid out on the bed.
“Oh, this is Money. And this is Manny.”
Sitting by the bed, Hyo Jin introduced the dolls made of yarn.
“When you’re worried, you tell your worries to the doll and put it under your pillow. The doll then takes away all the worries.”
“Wow, really?”
“My mom made these for me when I was young, so I wouldn’t be scared when I went to sleep at night.”
“That’s nice. Actually, I also have a lot of worries that keep me from sleeping.”
“Really? What are you worried about?”
Baby let out a sigh and bowed his head deeply.
“I’m worried that the Queen Grandmother might suddenly pass away.”
Also.
“Our country is still in a ceasefire, you know. I’m worried that a war might break out while I’m at school, and I’ll be separated from you, teacher. I’m worried that the ice in the Antarctic will melt and the earth will be flooded. If I had a mother, she would have made me a worry doll too.”
Hyo Jin’s heart ached as she watched him sigh deeply and offered the doll.
“Then shall I make one for you?”
“Really?”
“I can’t give you this one, because it was made by my deceased mother, but I’ll make one for you myself.”
“Thank you. If you give it to me as a gift, I will surely write it down in my diary. The precious treasure No. 1 given to me by my teacher.”
Seung Yul, who got up from his seat with his eyes halfclosed and a wide smile, looked at the workbook placed on the desk.
“Huh? Legal Aptitude Test? Are you preparing for the bar exam?”
“Huh? Oh, that.”
“Do you want to become a lawyer too?”
“Well, the thing is, when my dad passed away, he left a huge debt and it was tough.”
“How much is it? How much would do?”
The pitiful Seung Yul clenched his fists and vented his frustration.
“Don’t worry. It’s all solved now with the help of your grandpa.”
“Grandpa?”
“Yes, Professor Kim Yong Hoon.”
“Do you know our grandfather?”
“I only found out recently when my dad told me. When I was in high school, your grandfather fought for me in court instead.”
Seeing that, Hyo Jin thought that she should grow up to be such a cool adult.
“So, if you become a lawyer, will you join our dad’s company?”
To his natural assumption, Hyo Jin shook her head.
“Hey, to get into Baby’s dad’s company, you need to study really well.”
‘Do you have the confidence to become the top 1% competing with those who are desperate to get in?’
His cold voice hit Hyo Jin’s bones.
“If I pass, I’ll talk nicely to my dad, so don’t worry.”
Seung Yul said as if to trust only him.
“Well, I’ll take your good intentions.”
I wouldn’t want your dad to be my boss either.
“Huh? What is this?”
Seung Yul, who opened the kitchen cabinet, sparkled.
“Ah, it’s a cup noodle. I sometimes eat it alone when I’m hungry after dinner.”
“Is it tasty?”
“Well, you’ve probably never had it before.”
He responded nonchalantly, but his heart ached again at the sight of Baby, still fixated on the cup noodles.
“Do you want to eat ramen before you leave?”
“Do you have one for me too?”
“If there isn’t, we can share. What’s the point of eating alone?”
He boiled water in the electric kettle and slurped. The child who was swallowing the noodles laughed heartily.
“Why?”
Did the ramen soup splash on my face?
“We made the same sound at the same time.”
Slurp, crunch! Slurp, crunch!
Even though their faces were different, they seemed delighted to find such a huge commonality just from that fact.
It was a good time. Even the rolling of fallen leaves would make one laugh.
Hyo Jin, who was watching affectionately, heard Baby’s voice in her ear.
“It’s strange. Why can’t dad eat something this delicious?”
“Dad?”
Remembering the tightly furrowed brows that wouldn’t even let a needle through, Hyo Jin felt a chill down her spine for a moment.
“Seung Yul, did you tell your dad that you were coming here?”
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My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
