The coastal road was lined with eco-friendly electric cars that had stopped unexpectedly in front of a stone statue, Jeju’s famous Dolharubang, left unattended by the roadside.
Click, click.
The smartphone camera’s shutter was pressed incessantly.
“Siwoo, say ‘kimchi’, kimchi!”
“Uh… kim, chi…”
“Siwoo, let’s make a wish at Dolharubang’s nose. They say it brings good luck.”
“Uh, um…”
Despite the persistent requests, Siwoo, who had been enduring well, bit his lip and pondered this time.
He was sure that the touch of the sun-heated, hole-ridden stone wouldn’t feel pleasant.
But Siwoo was a deep and kind child who loved his mother. So, reluctantly, he gently touched Dolharubang’s nose as his mother wished.
As expected, his mother was pleased, and the camera shutter clicked excitedly.
The efforts of Dajeong, who wanted to leave Siwoo with as many memories as possible – the roadside Dolharubang, the beach where the sea meets the sky, the common grass field – continued.
Jung Hyuk, leaning against the cute car, watched this scene and then gazed into the bright blue sky.
The weather in Jeju was clear and sunny without a speck of wind. It was the perfect place to take a break from work.
By the time he returns to Seoul, the elder would roughly understand the whole situation, so hiding here for a few days and teasing the old man didn’t seem like a bad idea.
He planned to rest, laugh, and play a lot with Yu Siwoo until then. But he couldn’t help thinking that Yoo Dajeong was going a bit overboard.
“Siwoo! It’s so pretty here. Make a ‘V’, a ‘V’!”
Dajeong, extending her selfie stick, coerced Siwoo into making a ‘V’. It was indeed hard on the tired child, being dragged around like this. In the end, only photos would remain.
Squinting in the sunlight, he sighed at the overzealous woman. Unable to watch anymore, Jung Hyuk shouted.
“Yoo Dajeong, let’s go!”
“Go? Where should I go? You go, Cha Jung Hyuk.”
His face scrunched up unpleasantly at her sharp retort.
“Let’s go. Yu Siwoo is hungry!”
“Oops!”
In that moment, Dajeong gasped in surprise, remembering they had booked a restaurant for lunch before hotel check-in.
“Siwoo! We’re late. Hurry, hurry.”
After harassing the child, she now hurriedly rushed him. Watching this, Jung Hyuk sighed deeply.
Twenty minutes by car brought them to a famous restaurant in Jeju specializing in braised cutlassfish.
“Cutlassfish and seafood braise, small…”
Interrupted mid-order, Dajeong’s gaze shifted straight ahead. A man in a fluorescent green T-shirt sat opposite as if it was the most natural thing.
Dajeong pursed her lips in displeasure and continued her order.
“…let’s have a large. And some grilled cutlassfish too.”
Shortly after, as they watched a staff member skillfully debone the fish, Dajeong couldn’t keep her mouth shut.
“Our Siwoo eats a lot.”
“Thank you!”
Siwoo, who wasn’t thanking his mother but the plate in front of him, picked up his spoon. When a piece of fish was placed on his spoon, he ate well, apparently hungry.
Dajeong, happily watching, served herself a moist piece of fish, seasoned just right.
Just as she was about to take a bite, a spoonful of rice came up to her face, boldly demanding a share.
“Me too.”
Dajeong looked incredulously and muttered in annoyance.
“Don’t you have hands, Cha Jung Hyuk?”
“Yu Siwoo has hands too.”
At the mention of his name, Siwoo’s innocent eyes rolled around.
“Siwoo is a child. Are you a child, Cha Jung Hyuk?”
“Don’t you know that all men are children?”
“…….”
She was speechless at his seriousness.
Dajeong glared and reluctantly placed a piece of fish on his spoon. He quietly returned the spoon and ate without complaint.
How he hadn’t changed at all in the past five years.
The uninvited guest, a hindrance to Siwoo and her trip, irked her enough to snap.
“Cha Jung Hyuk, you said you came here to take refuge. When are you leaving?”
“After eating.”
With a natural retort, Dajeong sighed deeply as the spoon was pushed towards her again.
Arriving at the hotel in time for check-in, Dajeong faced an absurd situation.
“Are you saying… my reservation wasn’t made?”
“Yes, I’m sorry, ma’am.”
“That’s impossible. I definitely made a reservation. Look here.”
Dajeong hurriedly searched her phone and showed the reservation confirmation message. The situation caused a small chaos at the front desk.
After understanding the issue, an employee bowed 90 degrees to Dajeong.
“Ma’am, I am truly sorry. It appears there was a double booking due to our mistake. However, the room you reserved has already been checked into by someone else…”
“Then you should provide another room. What am I supposed to do standing here?”
“We would if it were possible, but it’s peak season and we have no spare rooms…”
Dajeong was in a bind. Fuming with anger, she realized there was no point in lashing out at those who were apologizing.
It would be wise to hurry and find another accommodation, but it was unlikely to find any vacancies during the peak.
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
