Songkang’s nerves became sensitive to Line’s muttering. He didn’t know the reason, but he clearly didn’t like hearing praise for Prosecutor Choi Joo-hyuk from her mouth.
“Prosecutor Jin Line, let’s do it properly tomorrow. You’re not in a condition right now, are you?”
Songkang couldn’t tell Line not to talk about Prosecutor Choi Joo-hyuk, so he wished she would stop examining the report.
“Well, it’s like this. I had a company dinner until 3 in the morning, and then I went back to the office to work.”
“Are you bragging?”
Line raised her head at Songkang’s sharp tone. Songkang approached her and pointed to the tower-style heater.
“Stop reading and stand over there. Don’t catch a cold for no reason.”
It seemed like he was taking care of her, but it also seemed like he was annoyed. Line shrugged and stood in front of the heater with the documents in her hand.
Songkang sat at the conference table and continued to read the report sent by Haein.
He decided that in the future, he would always confirm the contents of the report before sharing it, even if it was urgent.
Line felt pain in her legs. She continued to stand and look at the computer monitor, whether it was sitting or standing didn’t matter. Her pupils moved agilely, and her hand holding the pencil was busy.
Her mental stamina for a mental battle was incredible, but she wondered why her physical stamina was so weak. Songkang watched her and recalled the saying that God is fair.
The food arrived, and when they opened the packaging, the food was so freshly made that steam rose from it. Songkang spread the food on the pantry table and stood next to Line.
“Don’t worry about me, just sit and eat. I’m almost dry now. I’ll sit down when it’s completely dry.”
“When it’s completely dry, let’s sit together.”
Songkang also started eating while standing. Line put a single stalk of grilled asparagus on her plate and took a sip of beer.
Songkang pretended not to care but observed where her hand was going. He was curious when she would eat that single stalk of asparagus.
Line didn’t take her eyes off the documents even at the dining table, and Songkang found her habit uncomfortable.
“Aren’t you tired of this?”
“Yes, what else is there to eat?”
She didn’t need to say anything after eating half a stalk of asparagus, and, above all, the essence of the question was not that.
“No, it’s black letters on white paper. I was getting tired of it.”
“I, on the other hand, feel uneasy when I put it down.”
It was clear that she was a relentless workaholic. Line looked at the documents only after reading everything she wanted to read.
“But this much is good. There were results.”
Line finally showed a satisfied expression.
“Prosecutor Jin Line, I have a question.”
His words made Line nervous for some reason.
“Why don’t you call me?”
The expression of why he didn’t call was somewhat ambiguous, but Line immediately understood. He had noticed even though she thought she had concealed it.
Line rolled her head in various directions, trying to figure out what reason to give, and the sound of her rolling her head seemed to reach Songkang’s ears.
“Me? When did I?”
“Yes, Prosecutor Jin Line. Always.”
“Oh, really? I didn’t know.”
Looking at her expression, she clearly knew. Songkang stared at Line, and she coughed lightly. Her attitude only heightened his suspicion.
“You know that you have a face that can’t lie, right?”
That phrase also meant that she seemed to be lying now.
“Am I still a suspect?”
Unlike last time, he asked in a lower tone. He genuinely wondered if it was engraved in her mind…
“Our first meeting was like that, so it might be. I won’t be disappointed, so let’s talk honestly.”
“No, that’s not it. The expression ‘Director’ is unfamiliar and awkward.”
She didn’t seem to be lying. And it was perfectly understandable.
“You asked well. If that’s the reason, let’s adapt little by little. To each other…”
Feeling hurt by the fact that she didn’t call him… Line felt sorry for him again. She had avoided something so trivial and everyday, and she thought he wouldn’t notice. Line lifted a beer can.
“Director, should we drink?”
It was an unknown phenomenon that felt good even when she bowed down to receive it. Songkang picked up the beer can and accidentally bumped it against Line’s can.
“Oh, my pants are dry now.”
Line touched her pants and quickly sat down. Then she tapped her legs. Songkang smiled as he watched Line. At times like this, she looked like a grown child.
“Director, please sit down too. But why are you smiling?”
“Did I smile?”
Songkang said as he sat down. He was used to the idea that he had no expression, but the question of why he was smiling was unfamiliar. Moreover, it was a question that he only heard from Line.
“Are you drunk?”
Line examined Songkang’s face, wondering if he was already drunk even though he hadn’t had much to drink, and Songkang shook his head.
“Impossible.”
He was tired, but he wasn’t drunk from half a can of beer.
“Oh… really? Um, I hope you get a little drunk today.”
Line looked at him with a meaningful expression. Songkang just stared at her without realizing the hidden meaning behind her words.
“Director, it would be nice if you got a little drunk today, wouldn’t it?”
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.
