Xiwoo’s eyebrows twitched in response. It wasn’t because of the spinechilling low tone of the voice. The Princess of Black Flame. It was because of the familiar name that came out of his mouth.
“……Do I have to answer?”
“Of course.”
Lee Jun leaned his elbow on the chair’s armrest and rested his chin on his hand. Underneath the lightcolored blond hair, grey eyes held a cool glint.
“Depending on that reason, my actions towards you will change.”
At that moment, Xiwoo instinctively knew. What was contained in those eyes was neither a threat nor a warning.
‘Hostility.’
And quite fierce at that.
But why?
Why did the Maestro from the United States harbor hostility towards him, whom he had never seen before?
Xiwoo looked at him squarely and opened his mouth.
“What relationship do you have with her?”
“Do you have the right to ask that?”
“Do you have it then?”
Xiwoo twisted the corner of his mouth.
“What right do you have to come to me and ask about her?”
“…….”
“…….”
A suffocating silence encased them. They stared at each other without blinking.
‘Annoying.’
Xiwoo gritted his teeth, a sound escaped, not matching his smiling face.
‘The Trickster before, and now the Maestro.’
Why were such bothersome things happening so frequently?
But one thing was certain, even if more troublesome things happened, Xiwoo had no intention of terminating this contract. Not at all.
“If you were curious about my contract with her, you could have gone directly to her instead of me, who already showed my rejection once. But you came to find me again.”
Having said that, Xiwoo slowly raised his head to look at him across.
“Then it can be thought like this.”
As the two gazes collided, Xiwoo faintly narrowed his eyes.
“You have a reason why you cannot meet her directly, why you cannot ask her directly.”
Lee Jun did not answer, just deeply bowed his head.
After a moment of silence, his shoulders, hidden under a black suit, seemed to tremble faintly.
“Interesting.”
He suddenly burst into laughter.
“I seem to have gotten the answer I wanted.”
Xiwoo tightened his lips. He had no memory of giving an answer to his question.
“What answer─.”
Knock, knock.
Someone knocked on the door.
“Excuse me, Hunter Baek. There is a call from the Korean Hunter Association.”
Catherine’s voice came from behind the closed door.
“Ahh, understood.”
Lee Jun nodded his head and stood up.
“This is why I didn’t want to come to Korea.”
Muttering under his breath, he reached for the leather gloves he had taken off.
Putting on the gloves one by one, Lee Jun stood up. Being tall, he seemed even more imposing.
“…….”
However, Xiwoo stared back at him with an unshaken face. After a brief exchange of glances, Lee Jun broadly smiled.
“I’ve been quite rude.”
Lee Jun, with his black leathergloved hand, waved lazily and grabbed the doorknob.
“We’ll meet again soon, Baekrang.”
“……!”
Startled.
By the time Xiwoo’s eyes widened, the door had already closed tightly.
A few minutes later, the door opened again.
“Ch, Chief.”
It was Jehwi.
He looked at Xiwoo, who seemed to have plunged into a bad mood, and rolled his eyes.
“I brought… coffee……”
“Put it away. He’s already gone.”
“Yes.”
Je Hwi turned around with the tray that the tea set was on, planning to rush out of the room. A chill, indifferent voice grabbed him by the nape of his neck.
“Leave the tea.”
“Tea…? Where are you going?”
Suddenly.
Si Woo stood up from his seat and put on his hood. Within the faint shadow on his face, his blue eyes moved quickly.
“To senior’s house.”
(This is a time delimiter.)
Ding dong─
Woken up by the ringing of the bell, Eun Ha lifted her head. She seemed to have dozed off while watching TV.
‘Who is it?’
There were only two people who might come looking for Eun Ha: Shin Si Woo and Park Je Hwi.
Sure enough, it was Si Woo, wearing a deep blue hood, shown on the interphone screen.
When she pressed the open button, Si Woo’s image disappeared from the interphone screen.
And a little later, Si Woo, who had taken the elevator to the 17th floor, knocked on the front door.
“What’s going on?”
She opened the door and looked at him. Once he entered the house, he glanced at the languidlooking Eun Ha and then spoke directly.
“Senior.”
“Yes.”
“Were you sleeping?”
“Yes, briefly.”
“Is that so.”
While muttering quietly, Si Woo quickly checked the inside of the house. There was certainly no sign that anyone had been there.
After confirming all this, Si Woo turned his head towards Eun Ha with his usual expression.
“Why didn’t you reply to my message?”
“Ah.”
Eun Ha rummaged through her pocket and pulled out her mobile phone.
“My mobile phone is like this.”
“…….”
Si Woo slowly blinked. Eun Ha’s mobile phone looked as if it had been burned, scorched black.
Tapping the unresponsive LCD screen, Eun Ha said,
“It got like this in the burst gate that swept through a while ago.”
From that point on, the mobile phone had been broken, so she wouldn’t have been able to see the message Si Woo sent in the first place.
“Can it be fixed?”
“It would be faster to buy a new one.”
“Is that so…….”
Eun Ha stroked her mobile phone a little sadly.
“Have you eaten?”
“Not yet.”
“I’ll borrow the kitchen.”
Si Woo took off his hood and headed to the kitchen with big strides. Behind him, Eun Ha’s somewhat sulky gaze followed.
“……Can you cook?”
“Simple things.”
Si Woo, who answered briefly, first put on the apron that was hanging on the wall. There should be no problem with the ingredients, as Je Hwi would have filled them in.
Opening the refrigerator, Si Woo turned his head smoothly. Eun Ha, sitting alone at the table, was visible.
“……Senior.”
After hesitating for a moment, Si Woo moistened his lips slightly.
“Do you know Maestro?”
“Maestro?”
While fiddling with her broken mobile phone, Eun Ha glanced over here.
“No. It’s the first time I’ve heard of it.”
Si Woo stared at Eun Ha. She didn’t seem to be lying. Though they hadn’t known each other for long, he knew that she wasn’t the type to lie.
“……Is that so?”
Si Woo turned his head back to the refrigerator.
Carrots, green onions, potatoes……. Curry rice would be safe with these ingredients.
Thump, holding a handful of vegetables, Si Woo closed the refrigerator door and spoke as if drifting.
“Then you have no acquaintance with Baek Ee Joon at all.”
“Baek Ee Joon?”
Eun Ha’s voice came from behind him. As Si Woo turned his head, a potato fell from his grasp.
It wasn’t because of Eun Ha’s reaction, as if she knew him.
“How do you know that kid?”
Facing Eun Ha’s unfamiliar face, Si Woo suddenly froze there.
Eun Ha, with eyes wide open as if pleased, did she really know what face she was making?
“No, I’m…….”
In front of her, for some reason, Si Woo’s next words didn’t come out easily.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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