In other words, the carefully designed couple’s bedroom and the attic room for Yoo Siwoo, where the stars of the night sky could be seen clearly, were deemed useless.
For the first few months after Sia was born, the entire family ate and slept in the same room, with memories of the baby’s cooing being the only recollection. Even after that, the family’s daily life revolved around the baby.
Siwoo, who was just about to cut a carrot for the car, put down the toy kitchen knife and stood up.
“Dad, did you sleep well?”
Bowing politely with a bent waist to inquire about the morning, the son, who had turned seven this year, had become an unfamiliarly polite figure. He used to worry his mom by being smaller than average, but now he was growing tall like his peers.
The most significant contribution to Siwoo’s growth was the improved eating habits. Siwoo, who used to leave half of his meal unfinished, had gradually stopped leaving any rice uneaten during meals.
The era when Dajeong stopped cooking due to her dedication to childbirth and childcare marked the point when she shifted from taking care of Chairman Park’s taste for 30 years to now being responsible for the tastes of the people in this house.
“Yoo Siwoo.”
Junghyeok wrapped his son’s head with his hands across the fence. Unlike Sia, Siwoo still followed Dajeong’s surname.
Bending down and burying his nose in the back of Siwoo’s head, the scent that was once entrusted to Dajeong wafted even more intensely. A sly smile appeared. Without a doubt, honeybees would have the same smell.
It was a phenomenon that occurred because the entire family used the same body product, but as this continued for a long time, it now felt like a unique family scent. As a result, they developed the habit of sniffing each other’s noses whenever their eyes met.
Thanks to this, Dajeong occasionally received the treatment of distinguishing between her child and someone else’s child by smell, but she had no intention of giving up the habit that had persisted for over a year.
After the olfactory check, the next step was the soft, downy cheek. After nibbling on the plump cheek with his lips, Junghyeok whispered into Siwoo’s ear.
“Siwoo, did you sleep well?”
Like offering a sweet push to a lover. Siwoo giggled and hunched his shoulders, laughing shyly with his hand covering his mouth.
It was because a front tooth had fallen out a few days ago. Even though she pretended to be okay, there was a subtle discomfort every time she smiled.
Even that was lovely, Junghyeok bit and sucked on his son’s cheek with the energy to devour it. Whether he’s five or seven, with front teeth or without, Yoo Siwoo is still Yoo Siwoo.
The affection of the wealthy is so tender that by this point, someone would not just stand by and watch.
“Daddy, bzzbu!”
The honeybee kicks its legs. With a forehead that doesn’t resemble a forehead at all, it glared at him, fully annoyed, as if to say, “Look at me.”
Still, I’m a baby. Moreover, a charming princess who monopolizes love everywhere. However, having stolen attention and love from the big brother who has grown up, it was quite a humiliation.
“Dada!”
“Dad.”
“Um, ma!”
“Mom.”
Junghyeok corrected the unclear pronunciation. Nevertheless, his gaze, brimming with love, was still directed towards Siwoo. As favoritism continued, eventually, the tyranny of the baby dictator exploded.
Fwoosh!
A honeybee, performing like a little colt, began vigorously shaking the fence. It was small and cute, yet behaved like a violent gorilla.
“Um, maa! Dadaaa!!”
It folded and unfolded its short legs sticking out from the diaper, vigorously protesting. Its temperament was extraordinary, not at all like my gentle big brother.
Junghyeok, squatting in front of the fence, watched his daughter’s mischief as if he had no jaw.
“Miss, doing that will break it, you know?”
Well, I can’t let it break. Still, even though I held on with all my might and shook it, the fence seemed precarious as if it could fall over.
“Papa, bbyubba!”
In the end, Siwoo makes an absurd attempt to jump over the fence, wobbling his short legs. Yoo Siwoo, who has never seen such behavior, exclaims.
“Chasha. Did Oppa say it’s okay to do that? No, right? If you don’t listen to Oppa, will you get punished?”
Hugging his younger brother tightly with both arms, Siwoo drags the honeybee and sits him on the mat with a thud.
“You should play in a soft place like this, even if you want to play rough. But don’t hurt yourself.”
Siwoo gives a lecture. Sia, even after poking her butt out, laughs and claps her hands together, finding it amusing.
“Yoojju, Yoojjuuu!”
“What if you call me Yoo Siwoo to Oppa? You should be good to Oppa. Try it, Oppa.”
“Bbaa, ubaa!”
“Good job. Chasha, Oppa will make you milk soon, so wait a bit.”
Siwoo, praising the honeybee like petting a pet, continues to chop the carrot he was cutting. The skillful cutting produces pieces of carrot-colored plastic.
This affectionate big brother has long included pretend play for his younger sister in his play preferences, which used to involve only dinosaurs and cars.
Of course, pretend play is anything but ordinary.
“Chasha! The Tyrannosaurus is attacking! We need to run away quickly!”
“Bbaa! Ubbububu!”
Sitting outside the fence and watching the children, Junghyuk burst into a light chuckle. He often doubted whether the two children could communicate, but judging by the honeybee’s yelp and energetic hopping inside the fence in response to Siwoo’s words to run away, it seemed that the message was roughly conveyed.
Junghyuk often couldn’t believe it. Even though the sight that greeted him when he opened his eyes in the morning was so peaceful.
Taking a brief break to relax, Junghyuk got up.
“Siwoo, it’s time to get ready for kindergarten.”
“Yes!”
Following Dad’s instruction, Siwoo stopped what he was doing and swept the toys he was playing with into the basket. There was no time to laze around like this when he thought that today marked the end of summer vacation and the beginning of the new school term.
“Chasha, see you later.”
Smooch. Siwoo gave two kisses to the honeybee before jumping over the fence and running up the linear staircase with a thud-thud sound.
Junghyuk quietly observed the scene. And as Siwoo completely disappeared, he waited as if signaling, then picked up the honeybee inside the fence.
Staring at each other intently, the honeybee revealed its rabbit-like front teeth and smiled. It was maddening, truly.
Junghyuk chuckled with a slight frown, then used his finger to swiftly swipe the clear but viscous liquid running down Sia’s chin. In response, Sia, with small and smooth hands like leaves, gently stroked his cheek.
“Papa!”
“Dad.”
“Bbaa!”
“Well done. I wonder who our princess takes after to be this smart.”
Smiling warmly, Junghyuk touched the cute protrusion resembling a nose with his finger. Since there was a nostril, he called it a nose; in his heart, he wanted to call it a cave where fairies hide.
As if observing something not of this world, the honeybee looked at him, then this time, it bit into his soft cheek and sucked on it with a smooching sound.
The affectionate onslaught towards his daughter was notably more fervent than when he watched his son.
Continuously nibbling and smooching, it was strange how it didn’t wear out. At this point, there was a concern about potential diaper rash.
“Papa, baa!”
Thunk! The honeybee’s fern-like hand flew towards Junghyuk’s face. It was a protest against being treated like mere candy by Dad, but despite receiving a solid blow to the forehead, Dad seemed unaffected.
No, he didn’t seem entirely unaffected.
“Ogu, well done, our little princess. Keep doing this if others bother you. Understand?”
“Bbaa?”
Dad had undoubtedly received an impact elsewhere.
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
