The streets of Yeonnam-dong are filled with vintage and stylish cafes beloved by the younger generation.
Even on a weekday afternoon, on a bustling alley, a tall and glamorous woman and a fair and innocent-looking woman stand face to face, seriously discussing something like models.
Amidst the numerous people coming and going, these two friends, clearly noticeable, either knew or ignored the pouring anonymous glances, focusing on each other.
“Hmm. Isn’t the background here a bit bland? The pose turned out naturally, though.”
“I’m okay with it. If you don’t like it, how about adjusting the tone?”
“Well, are you going to do it?”
The raised cat-like eyes sparkled. When the alluring gaze with glittering pupils looked at her with anticipation, Yoo In burst into an amused laugh.
“Are you a tyrant boss in the making?”
“Oh, come on. If you become a regular employee, I’ll gladly pay you a salary. How about having an interview right now?”
“Forget it.”
Leaving Jaehee, who was about to start a play of the boss and rookie employee, to herself, Yoo In maintained a subtle smile, flipping through the photos they had just taken with her index finger.
Welcoming the vacation, Yoo In, who had become truly free, judged that helping the busy Jaehee with market preparations was more productive than embracing boredom alone at home.
Jaehee, who was told that Yoo In would help with everything except modeling, assigned her the task of taking photos without hesitation. There was no reason to put aside the camera, her favorite tool next to reading print.
While Yoo In carefully reviewed a few more photos, Jaehee, who had changed her accessories, posed under the favorite wall.
“How’s this spot? Does it look good?”
“Nice. Want to try a bit more to the right?”
Viewing objects through the viewfinder brought a sense of tranquility. It felt like a defense barrier erected between the harsh and frightening world and herself had been placed.
Although the initial meaning had faded considerably, the camera remained a good tool for Yoo In.
After a long session of shooting, the tired duo decided to enter a secluded cafe at the corner of the alley for a late lunch.
“Kim Seonyoung?”
When Yoo In revealed the recent incident at the Ilrang headquarters, she motioned for her surprised friend to lower her voice, pressing her lips with her index finger.
Jaehee, as if saying she would witness everything, furrowed her brows and bit into her sandwich.
“She came to the office wearing hospital clothes. Something feels a bit off, right? Haven’t you asked more about it?”
“Yeah. The atmosphere wasn’t great, and it seemed like Director wasn’t in a good mood, so I left it alone.”
Then, swallowing what was in her mouth and even finishing her coffee, Jaehee, whose eyes were now filled with strong suspicion, poked Yoo In’s sandwich, which she hadn’t taken a bite of yet.
“If you’re curious, don’t overthink it alone. Just ask. That’s the best. Even if we both worry a hundred times, do you think we can see inside Director’s mind? Even if you ask, it seems like the kind of person who won’t tell.”
“Well, that’s true.”
“Well, that’s true? Why. What’s the problem?”
With a pensive expression, Yoo In lowered her eyes, soon shaking her head, saying it was nothing.
Jaehee, who was scrutinizing Yoo In, decided to match her rhythm and brought up a different topic.
“Yoon Ji-han signed a contract.”
“Oh, really? Where?”
“Ilrang.”
Ah. A short sigh escaped through her rosy lips. It had finally come to that. She mumbled words of congratulations or something similar silently in her mind.
Both Yoo In and Ji-han, although they had become hesitant again about each other’s news and contacts, it didn’t bother them as much as it used to.
In the perfectly balanced triangle, a crack had formed, and the distorted vertex seemed to slowly form a scar and return to its place.
After inquiring about his news, Jaehee, without much reaction, observed Yoo In drinking a smoothie, then made a witty remark.
“My friend debuted. I can’t believe it, really. Should I get an autograph in advance?”
Yoo In chuckled wryly and responded.
After arranging the next work schedule with Jaehee, they parted ways.
The mischievous and witty friend, making an absurd proposal about establishing themselves as co-CEOs, made Yoo In laugh, then took a taxi and disappeared.
Left alone on the street after seeing off her friend, Yoo In, smiling brightly, immediately made a phone call to her promised rendezvous.
The other person remained silent until the signal beeped for a long time and only then let out a voice before the edge of the call ended.
Uh, Yoo In.
“Director, I’m done. Are you busy?”
Ah… just a moment.
When Ji-han hesitated unusually and Yoo In’s face, which had bloomed like a flower, seemed to slightly dim, the noise of many people murmuring from a distance could be heard.
Then, the door clicked open, and the brisk sound of neat footsteps spread. The man who had been walking for a moment entered the quiet place without noise and spoke again.
Yoo In. Is it over now?
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
