“Why I came here.”
“……”
“Don’t you, the manager, know better?”
His mellifluous voice descended like the dark night.
Halfopening his mouth, Sam Young blankly stared at San, who was approaching him.
The closer the distance, the more his heart fluttered.
It was because he felt oddly guilty about the question asking if he didn’t already know why he had come.
He hurriedly reviewed the confrontation with him a few hours ago.
Unless there had been some major mistake, there was no reason to show up at his house.
He wouldn’t have come to… do something to me, would he?
That would be problematic if it went wrong already.
He shook his head belatedly after imagining all sorts of things.
No, this is not the time to be dazed.
He, regaining his composure, asked,
“How did you get up to the rooftop? The front and middle gates should have been locked.”
“The owner lady opened the front gate, and the middle gate was open, wasn’t it?”
That couldn’t be.
The couple who lived on the first floor, the owners, were not the type to open the door to anyone without checking.
Besides, wasn’t he the one who never neglected to lock the middle gate because of the lady who barged in at any time?
Before he could even refute, his words continued.
“The lock seemed loose.”
“……”
“You need to get your lock checked.”
San, saying that, had a genuine expression, completely devoid of falsehood.
As if he was saying, whatever the truth is, if I say it is, just know it as such.
That’s why he didn’t ask or dig further.
Because of those eyes, seeming to grab him by the scruff with just an expression.
It’s no wonder that ordinary people wouldn’t be able to respond.
But he couldn’t back down awkwardly here.
If he showed his guard up in Kang’s house and backed down so easily, it would be even stranger.
Isn’t that right?
People should be consistent.
The director might have easily manipulated him, but at least he needed to assert that there was a person beside Kang who was not to be trifled with.
Me, Sam Young. I’m not an easy man.
With that resolution, Sam Young abruptly stood up and, with dignity, walked towards the stairs, his slippers flopping.
“There’s no way the lock could be flimsy, it’s strange.”
As if he was going to check with his own eyes, he descended the stairs combatively, and looking down at the middle gate, he momentarily held his breath.
The screw of the lock, which had been fine until he left work,
“Huh…?”
was surprisingly loose.
Without saying a word, Sam Young stared at it and ascended the stairs again.
As soon as their eyes met, San asked,
“How is it?”
“……”
“Was the lock fine?”
He had asked, but in truth, it was more of a rebuke.
There’s no way it could have been alright. I clearly told him.
with such an implication.
Embarrassed, he momentarily sealed his lips and awkwardly shifted his footsteps.
Then naturally, he passed by the mountain and sat on the platform.
“Now that you’re here…sit down.”
He, with a subtle smile, placed something heavy on the platform.
Sam Young reflexively flinched at his hips and then looked at it.
“What is this?”
“I thought it wasn’t right to come emptyhanded.”
What’s with the Chinese characters?
“A luxury Han…”
Reading the big characters 名品 (luxury), he blinked his gloomy eyes a few times and soon got a surprise.
“Ha, Hanwoo?!”
The moment when the guardfilled face of Sam Young was loosened as if he had been slapped with cold water.
What is this. He brought beef because he thought it was wrong to come emptyhanded?
And that’s Hanwoo?
Not a mix of intestines and blood sausages in Tteokbokki sauce, but real Hanwoo?
Is today April Fool’s Day?
Is it a holiday?
Or is it my birthday?
He failed to control his expression and jumped up to open the package.
“…!”
There was about 500,000 won worth of Hanwoo, divided by parts, neatly lined up.
When he faced the dazzling sight of the Hanwoo rose made by overlapping topgrade sirloin, he thought he would go blind.
What you need at this time is a fasterthanlight attitude change.
“Oh my! Why did you buy something like this? You could have come emptyhanded!”
Sam Young rattled on empty words and entertained the mountain as if it was a guest.
“You must have been tired from the long journey. I’m sorry for this humble home. Do you like citron tea?”
“I drink anything well.”
“Oh, you’re so humble, like a prince who grew up only on dew.”
Asking him to wait a moment, he quickly prepared citron tea in a cheap coffee cup with a rose drawn on it.
“Thank you.”
“How is it? The scent is very strong, right? I made it myself!”
“Really? You are skilled.”
“Haha! It’s embarrassing, but I guess I was born with it? If it’s not the coffee I made, our director can’t even drink it.”
Sam Young’s babble was generously laughed off by the mountain who took a sip of the tea.
Somehow.
In his hands, even a 2,000 won rose cup bought from Daiso turns into a teacup passed down from the French royal family.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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