“Everything your mother said is right.”

He was too sincere.

“You worry about what you can do enough.”

While Kyungsook’s words resonated with Gyounghyul, he had no intention of breaking up with Seoyeon.

However, he disliked Seoyeon being plagued by her parents’ nagging and pressure because of their relationship.

To resolve that, they needed a fundamental solution.

A direct breakthrough. Currently, that seemed to be the only way.

“We were sincere last night, weren’t we?”

“…”

“Of course, it’s not just because of last night. I’ve never not felt a sense of responsibility from the beginning.”

Gyounghyul brought out the heavy word ‘responsibility’ without hesitation.

“I want to give Miss Seoyeon a chance for me to fulfill that responsibility.”

What should be said at this point?

Seoyeon, being both the involved party and a spectator, was cautious about what to say to him.

“Mr. Yul. I also feel a sense of responsibility towards Mr. Yul. Our relationship is different. But…”

“No. I want to be with Miss Seoyeon in the future. I’ve never changed my mind, and it’s not burdensome.”

She couldn’t bring herself to say it’s okay to his overly firm response.

“Just give a chance to greet your parents. I’ll take care of the rest. I’ll make sure Miss Seoyeon doesn’t have a hard time.”

There was an irresistible force in Gyounghyul’s words.

“Do you know what you’re worrying about right now? I want to show everything to Miss Seoyeon’s parents as honestly as possible.”

This was too sincere.

Seoyeon couldn’t understand what Gyounghyul was thinking, but she could no longer hold him back.

“Alright. Still, think about it more carefully.”

Gyounghyul nodded, and his arms opened wide.

“I want to hug you.”

At that moment, Seoyeon’s lips gently curved upward.

She stood up and sat on Gyounghyul’s lap.

As she did, his long arms warmly embraced her, and he spoke.

“I trust Miss Seoyeon, and Miss Seoyeon trusts me. Then, everything will be fine.”

Seoyeon nodded at his warm voice coming from close to her ear.

“And please don’t argue with your mother because of me.”

Like a walking moral code.

Gyounghyul didn’t forget to mention that Seoyeon had shouted at her.
“I’m really grateful to Miss Seoyeon’s parents.”

Seoyeon, whose face was slightly flushed, looked at Gyounghyul’s lips.

“Because they are the ones who gave birth to such a beautiful Miss Seoyeon. I want to lift them up later.”

As the image of Kyungsook being lifted by Gyounghyul, who was enormous at the moment, came to mind, Seoyeon chuckled.

“Thank you for saying that. Why does Mr. Yul only say such beautiful words?”

“I can say even more beautiful words. Want to hear them?”

Gyounghyul poured out sincere words into Seoyeon’s ear.

Upon hearing them, Seoyeon’s neck instantly turned red.

“I-Is it, now?”

Gyounghyul, looking for permission, had a gaze that was not only serious but also warm.

Unintentionally, Seoyeon lightly bit her lower lip. In response, his finger gently brushed against Seoyeon’s lower lip, and he said,

“Beautiful lips will get damaged.”

With Gyounghyul’s gentle gesture, Seoyeon steeled her heart.

“I g-got it. I’m fine with it too.”

In response to Seoyeon’s answer, Gyounghyul’s eyes softened.

“Hold onto my shoulders tightly.”

Seoyeon, as if fastening a safety belt on a ride, raised her arms onto Gyounghyul’s shoulders. In an instant, she felt herself floating.

Gyounghyul held Seoyeon, effortlessly moved his steps, and headed towards the bathroom.

On a warm Sunday afternoon, as soon as Gyounghyul returned home, he turned on the air conditioner.

It seemed like everyone had gone out, as there was no one in the house.

Usually, he would neatly hang his jacket, but he didn’t feel like doing that now.

The moment he was separated from the sweet Seoyeon, all the problems that had been waiting resurfaced as if they had been waiting.

Throughout the journey home, Gyounghyul focused on only one thought.

What decision should he make to protect his beloved Seoyeon and move forward into the future?

Then, he recalled the words he had said to Seoyeon.

Could he really handle it well, as confidently as he had spoken? If he couldn’t live up to her expectations, how would he recover from that disappointment?

Numerous plans and resolutions cluttered his mind.

However, no matter how much he paced around the room, a sharp answer did not come.

Suddenly, he looked down at his own hands.

Perhaps it was because he had spent a long time with her, but he felt as if he could still sense Seoyeon’s warmth and texture.

Not wanting to let go of that precious thing, he slowly brought his hands together.

“Sigh…”

Then, he either crumpled or carefully laid his jacket on the bed.

While exhaling deeply towards the ceiling, he thought about Minhyuk.

What should he do with that confident person?

In a situation where everything was disadvantageous to him, was there really a way to come up with a solution?

Among the numerous questions he had for himself, unexpectedly, he thought of his friend Wonjun.

Even if direct help was impossible, it seemed like Wonjun could assess Minhyuk’s current state.

If that was difficult, he wanted to hear about Aunt Wonjun’s plan to actively assist Minhyuk in his relationship.

Without hesitation, Gyounghyul immediately called Wonjun.

“Hey, Yul. What’s up on a Sunday afternoon?”

Before even saying ‘hello,’ Wonjun’s welcoming voice reached him.

“What are you doing?”

“I played golf in the morning and took a break because I was tired. Why? Bored?”

Although he said he was tired, Wonjun seemed ready to come out immediately if called.

“You played golf. With whom?”

“With whom? With scary people from our house. I went out and just got a lot of nagging.”

Gyounghyul circled around the subject, unable to directly ask about Minhyuk’s condition.

But as soon as Minhyuk’s name came out of Wonjun’s mouth, he didn’t miss the timing.

“It seems like Uncle is at home on the weekend.”

“Do you also care about our Uncle?”

Care?

What was all this talk about?

“What do you mean?”

“No. Do you want to hear it?”

“No. What did he ask?”

“Hmm… Oh! Uncle suddenly came to my room on Friday night.”

If it was Friday night, it was right after the event ended.

“Uncle is so busy that he has no business on weekdays. He just came and asked me various things for no reason.”

“What did he ask?”

“He asked about my blind date story and your exam.”

“And?”

“Well… Oh! My semester and your relationship.”