Half of the kids are weird.

    He went to school like always and sat in his seat like a stone grandfather.

    Children who are whispering to me for some reason.

    My normally peaceful routine was interrupted by an alarm. What the heck?

    I don’t know what they’re talking about because they’re gossiping.

    That doesn’t sound good.

    But what could I possibly do that would make the kids gossip when I don’t have any friends?

    Ah! The only thing that comes to mind is the third class leader, Tongtongi.

    Even though the kids were whispering to me because of the mentality they had developed thanks to their father, it wasn’t a good situation, so I needed to know for sure why they were acting that way.

    “Hey, Shin Yuri.”

    “Huh?”

    “Why are the kids gossiping about me?”

    “The kids say you’re the best in class 2!”

    “Why me?”

    “You beat the kid from class 3, so you’re the strongest among the first graders!”

    I became the leader of class 2 without even knowing it. I just avoided it?

    “I just avoided it?”

    “The other kids said you ripped his head off!”

    “…..”

    If I knew that, I think even someone like me would be scared.

    “And other kids said that your house is really scary.”

    “Huh? My house?”

    “The teacher and class 3’s boss’s mom said that they couldn’t even say anything to your mom, so it might be a gangster’s house.”

    “…..”

    “Your mom is a gangster’s wife.”

    “…..”

    Yes. It’s true that I couldn’t even make a sound.

    But being from a gangster family was too much.

    I think kids started calling it that because the movie that was released last year was a box office hit.

    Honestly, if I had to explain it, I could, but why would I?

    I thought about it carefully. I need to weigh the pros and cons of this matter.

    The benefit is… there won’t be any unnecessary trouble, and since Ye-eun’s face is already shining, there will be a lot of kids who ask for permission to date Ye-eun in elementary school, so it’ll be easy to reject them. Or just give up from the beginning.

    The loss is… it’ll be hard to make new friends, but I don’t have any friends to begin with? Is this really a loss?

    I guess there’s no need to explain.

    I feel a little sorry for my mom, but my family is an unofficial gangster family.

    And honestly, my mom… I think she’d be happy and laugh if she found out she was being called the gangster’s wife.

    Even if elementary school students believe it right now, they will eventually become able to distinguish between truth and lies when they reach middle school.

    As long as you don’t admit it directly, it won’t be a problem later.

    Thinking about it that way, it didn’t feel good to hear people gossiping about me, but it wasn’t that bad and it was okay.

    As the school bell rang, the math teacher came in and class began.

    Even if you were to regress to middle school, first grade classes aren’t worth taking.

    Even though I graduated from college?

    Today too, I pretend to listen to the teacher’s lesson silently and calm my mind.

    Because if I don’t train like this, I don’t think I’ll be able to withstand my dad’s diss.

    To be honest, I want to lie down comfortably and sleep, but I can’t be a bad student who ignores teacher’s authority.

    After sitting quietly like a stone grandfather from the first period to the fourth period, lunch time finally arrived.

    Although it wasn’t delicious, I ate my meal in silence and started back into Dolhareubang mode.

    “Jaehoon. Teacher, can you follow me for a moment?”

    “Yes.”

    I followed the teacher to the principal’s office after releasing Dolhareubang mode in one minute.

    “Jaehoon. Are you fighting with your friends?”

    “No?”

    “I got a call from my classmates’ mothers. They said there’s a bully in the class and they’re scared.”

    An unexpected problem occurred. This makes things a little different.

    “Last time, there was a kid in class 3 who got his head torn off. The kids saw that and said that I did it. And they didn’t even look into it properly and said something to me, so my mom went to the injured kid’s mom. And the rumor spread that the injured kid’s mom and the teachers didn’t say anything, so now they say my mom is a gangster’s wife.”

    “Ahem… Sorry? The teacher will explain this to the parents.”

    “Honestly, now that you’ve heard it, you know that I didn’t do anything. Please tell the other parents that I worked hard last time and that I’m a vice president and that I study hard.”

    “Oh.. So the teacher is sorry?”

    “Yes. I will go to class.”

    I guess the teachers probably called my mom without even checking properly, so I was shocked to realize that my mom had become a gangster’s wife.

    Maybe it’s because it’s a wealthy neighborhood, but the parents have a lot of influence, so even if the kids don’t know, you shouldn’t let the parents misunderstand.

    Some of the causes are the teachers’ fault, so I’m sure they’ll explain it to you.

    I headed to the class with a light heart.

    Since there was still a lot of time left for lunch, I sat down and laid down to take a nap.

    “Hey. Hey! Hey!!”

    ???

    When I woke up, there was a boy standing next to me that I had never seen before. He wasn’t the type of person who should be here, unless I had just accepted the eight years of time through his face.

    “You’re fighting! Come into our family.”

    “…..”

    Did I underestimate elementary school kids? It was beyond my imagination.

    Family. My family is enough for me. Sometimes I want to leave out my dad, but anyway, the family I have now is enough for me.

    “That’s a rumor.”

    “Did you hear everything?”

    “I didn’t do anything. He just fell down on his own.”

    “So you’re not coming into our family?”

    “Yes, it’s okay. And don’t bring family in carelessly.”

    “Okay. Got it!”

    Still, the boy leaves obediently, having watched a decent animation.

    School was so tiring, even if I just stayed still.

    ***

    On the way home after school.

    I don’t know who, but someone once said that humans are creatures of adaptation. They are very good at adapting to given environments.

    I’ve noticed this quite often since I’ve regressed.

    At first it was awkward, but now I feel like I can’t live without my family.

    After a few days of staying at the kindergarten that felt like a cave, I started to enjoy going there to eat.

    Even though the school was like a prison, it turned out to be a really good place for training through silent meditation.

    Even training at the hellish kickboxing gym was a pleasure in terms of training my body.

    And now, the road home alone, like always, has become so familiar.

    Some people might feel lonely if they walk alone, but for me, this alone time makes me realize that, unlike my past life, I am not alone.

    When I was alone in my past life, was it because I was alone in the first place? I didn’t feel lonely at all, but now I feel a little lonely, and I think it’s because I feel like I’m not alone, so this time is also precious.

    I guess I must have been practicing silence too hard at school.

    If I keep going like this, I’ll become a Taoist priest.

    I should go home quickly.

    ***

    “It’s out~”

    “Is your son here? Did everything go well at school today?”

    “Exactly? Oh! The kids at school are saying that my mom is a gangster’s wife.”

    “Huh? The movie that came out last year?”

    “Mom, that kid got hurt alone, and the teachers and mom didn’t say anything, so they called him a gangster’s wife?”

    “Hehehe. Really? That movie was fun. I should watch it again~ Hehe.”

    I tried to dispel the rumors by any means possible if my mother disliked it, but as expected, my mother didn’t seem to mind and didn’t show any sign of disliking it.

    Rather, what I like is that it is exactly as I expected.

    The stock market that I check today, passing by my mom.

    KOSPI 889 KOSDAQ 925 It’s finally time.

    KOSDAQ return is 45% of principal? What?

    Tosco DX has skyrocketed. What was bought for 18,000 won per share is now worth 28,000 won.

    If you only look at Tosco DX, the rate of return is 55%. On the one hand, if I had known better, I would have bought this with all my assets, but it’s a shame. But this is somehow lame.

    The 2.38 million won invested in KOSDAQ stocks became 3.45 million won.

    In the future, we will know in detail which stocks will rise and how much they will rise, so for now, we just need to increase the money we can use as capital.

    I sold all my KOSDAQ stocks and used the money to buy additional stocks I had on KOSPI.

    Now, I guess I can wait until KOSPI hits 925 and then sell.

    Today, I left my room to tell my mom the good news.

    “Mom! I sold KOSDAQ. The return was 45%!”

    “Then what about a kiss, Mom?”

    I guess I thought I would lose my slightly shaking eyes too.

    “No?”

    “Your father lost every day for over ten years, so why is your son earning?”

    “That’s my dad. How can you compare me to my dad?”

    “Mom, I’ll give you some more money. How about a kiss in the morning and evening?”

    “Yeah. No~ Go back~”

    “Then what about the money I earned this time?”

    “Did you buy something else?”

    “If you lose more than you put in at first, do you kiss me every morning and night?”

    “Okay, I’ll go work out.”

    “Okay. Be careful on your way back.”

    I left the house to go exercise, leaving behind my mother’s voice, which was weaker than usual.

    As a Confucian boy, I go to the gym to exercise, but instead of just walking leisurely, I ran to the gym again today.

    As I opened the door and went in, I saw two women sparring on the ring, wearing headgear, which was different from usual.

    Judging from the fact that they seem to be of similar age, are they positive older sister friends?

    As I watched them swing their fists at each other and dodge, swinging and dodge, I couldn’t help but think that I definitely shouldn’t mess with my positive older sister.

    The slight disappointment I felt when I saw you hit me while practicing weaving last time has disappeared.

    As I was standing there quietly watching without making it known that I had come in, the older sisters distanced themselves and took off their headgear, as if it was over.

    “Hey, little kid, are you here?”

    “Yes. You hit me a little bit.”

    “Heh heh. Right? He’s my friend.”

    “Hello.”

    “Hello? How old are you?”

    “Eight years old.”

    “Isn’t it bad that you’re 11 years old?”

    “”???””

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