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From morning, the noisy sound of the sprinkler turning around was heard. It was spraying water towards the parched grass.

Eun Chae, who had been watching the stream of water with a crouched posture, extended her hand towards the stream. It didn’t take long for the water to wet her hand.

Her face showed no emotion, making her seem a bit loose. The mailwoman who handed her the mail and turned around clicked her tongue upon seeing this.

“Why are you doing that? You’ll catch a cold.”

At that sound, Eun Chae turned around with a smirk, gave a playful smile, and then turned her head back. The mailwoman glanced at the direction where Eun Chae was sitting and the security team’s residence, and said,

“She doesn’t seem different inside and out. Seems like a good person.”

“……”

“But don’t get too close. Strange rumors might spread since you’re getting married.”

“……”

“If the chairman hears, it could block the way for a young man.”

The mailwoman who was about to add a few more words closed her mouth. With a pitiful look, she looked at Eun Chae, sighed, and went inside the entrance.

Eun Chae, with an indifferent face, finally muttered as if talking to herself,

“It’s not just me who’s getting married.”

Even if it’s a prank. So what if the partner is Kwon Ki Joo?

Eun Chae shook her wet hand and stood up. Between the sprinklers spraying water around, a faint rainbow appeared. Surprised by the firsttime scene, Eun Chae forgot to blink and was looking at the rainbow when she heard a noise.

Soon, Kwon Ki Joo stood over the gracefully risen rainbow. His sunlit face was shadowed, making his emotions unreadable.

Eun Chae looked at him with a sheepish expression. She felt the water dripping from her fingertips. She wanted to warm her cold hand, but she didn’t have the courage.

He seemed upset yesterday. Now facing the man who appeared with a calm face, she felt awkward and ashamed.

“Weren’t you upset?”

After asking, Eun Chae held her words in case an affirming answer might return.

“Quit if your pride is hurt. No one will say anything.”

Eun Chae mocked her bravado internally, but he, on the other hand, retorted simply.

“I’m not quitting.”

“……”

“I told you I wanted Miss Song Eun Chae that much.”

At that word, Eun Chae felt her heart helplessly soften.

“If you poke, you’ll be poked, if you prod, you’ll be prodded……”

She liked the shameless Kwon Ki Joo.

“Can we delay the marriage?”

Eun Chae suddenly hardened her face.

“If you keep saying you dislike it……”

While speaking, Kwon Ki Joo approached quickly. Eun Chae lost her concentration and trailed off her words when he unhesitantly reached out his hand towards her forehead.

Ah.

When the back of his hand touched her forehead, Eun Chae let out a word. She felt silly and just then, he said,

“You have a fever.”

Ki Joo added as he retracted his hand,

“Don’t go to practice today.”

Only then did Eun Chae realize why her body was hot. He looked at her, who was just blinking, as if she was ridiculous.

“You probably won’t go to the hospital.”

“……”

“It’s not a high fever, so just rest in your room.”

With that said, silence followed. At that point, Ki Joo looked at her as if wondering what she was dawdling for.

In the end, Eun Chae had to go home as if pushed by the back, straight to her room. Since she had only gone out for a short while in her pajamas, she went to bed after briefly washing her hands. The fatigue made her eyelids heavy at that moment.

The knock sounded just as her consciousness was about to fade.

She blinked, as if waking from a nap. When she finally managed to lift her heavy eyelids, Kwon Ki Joo came into her sight. He was holding a thermometer, pills that seemed like fever medicine, and a glass of water.

“You should take the medicine.”

“……”

“You said you’ve had breakfast.”

Eun Chae scowled slightly as she retorted.

“Why is Mr. Kwon Ki Joo roaming around my room? You might catch my cold.”

“Because I’m the one who’s worried.”

“If you come to my room too often, people might suspect. Aren’t you scared?”

“It’s thrilling, why wouldn’t I?”

Eun Chae couldn’t help but let out a dry chuckle at Kwon Ki Joo’s recklessness.

“But it’s sad to have to hide it.”

The man’s face did not show the slightest trace of sadness as he spoke. Taking the bold step further, Kwon Ki Joo took her hand, clenched it and rubbed it on his cheek.

“When you wake up, eat porridge. I’ll tell someone to make it for you.”

With those words, Kwon Ki Joo stood up. Eun Chae laid stiffly, waiting for him to leave. Her eyes habitually stared at him.

The door Kwon Ki Joo had opened closed with a thud.

At that moment, Eun Chae could let out the breath she had been holding. She even took the fever medicine he left behind, put it in her mouth, and lay down. Thanks to the medicine, she didn’t toss and turn and fell asleep quickly.

How long was she in deep sleep?

The thought that it was lucky that Kwon Ki Joo was there brushed through her mind as she slept.

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It was a lethargic afternoon.

Lee Kwang Il burst into the dormitory of the security team. He glanced at Ki Joo, who was sitting at the computer desk in the living room with his legs outstretched, and sat on the sofa.

Kwon Ki Joo, who was leaning his head on the chair, didn’t move at all, although he must have noticed the intrusion. Kwang Il raised his hand and irritably wiped his dry face.

“When an old man quits hospitality, even a dog quits its shit.”

Kwang Il sprawled on the sofa, seemingly fed up.

It’s already been three years since he became the loyal bodyguard of Song Myung Hwan.

By this point, he felt more comfortable with the fake identity of being a mole to catch the guy than his true identity as an agent. He was feeling more and more disgusted with himself for living as a parasite, providing utmost service next to the social evil.

“He’s going to Jeju Island for a round.”

What a world where the bad guy gets to eat and live better. Does God exist? While letting go of meaningless thoughts, Kwang Il let out a cynical laugh.

“I almost threw up watching that old man fawning over the congressman.”

“……”

“Get ready. Because of the schedule to visit the Han’s resort, Song Eun Chae will also accompany us. We need to prevent the reporters, who are desperate for a scoop, from messing with the innocent girl.”

Kwang Il rambled on, giving a sidelong glance at Ki Joo, who was not responding.

Whether it was because his arms were casually folded, the rolledup sleeves of his shirt made his arms look unusually solid.

His long legs were on the desk, causing his hem to rise slightly. The exposed ankle looked splendid as if it had been carefully carved.

It was a mesmerizing appearance for both men and women, but for some reason, he didn’t feel human, making it hard to get close to him.

He didn’t even express daily emotions like annoyance, resentment, or unfairness on his face, making him seem like a real sculpture.

“Not a single ant in sight. What are you looking at?”

That was the question he had prepared a long preface for. Kwang Il looked at the screen that was capturing the greenhouse among many CCTV screens. He was suspiciously wondering if he was looking at Song Eun Chae.

“The basics of security is maintaining a proper distance.”

“……”

“You’ve already started talking, so don’t get too close to Song Eun Chae.”

In the end, Kwang Il had to say it outright because he wasn’t a guy who could understand beating around the bush. He felt his neck blush, thanks to the direct gaze of the annoyingly straightforward Kwon Ki Joo.

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