episode_0027

After attending my grandfather’s 60th birthday party.

I started my usual routine again.

I never wanted to, but without realizing it, I became the leader of Class 2, Grade 1. I was able to comfortably train my mentality while casting Dolharbang mode in a pleasant environment where no one picked on me or talked to me.

At school, when I occasionally took tests that didn’t seem like tests at all, I would get full marks and show them to my mom, and her phone would stay hot for days.

Since my mom liked it so much, of course I took the test seriously.

Even if I make one mistake, my mother’s only hobby, bragging about her son, will be shortened, so I couldn’t help but be nervous.

At the kickboxing gym, ordinary days passed by, with me helping my positive older sister study and diligently learning kickboxing techniques.

In this ordinary routine, there is one person who does something stupid.

It’s dad.

These days, I come home late and when I’m home, my mind is elsewhere, and even when I occasionally diss him, he doesn’t respond.

Dissing should be something that you can enjoy by receiving it.

Dad listens with a calm and solemn expression, as if he is waiting for his time, and then once again falls into a state of solitude.

I got a call from my mom, wondering if those things continued at work.

My grandfather called me to ask what was going on at home or with my father.

He said that work at the company is also slowing down and sometimes he seems absent-minded.

My mother asked me, saying she didn’t know what to do either.

Of course, I have no idea and I don’t know, so I answered that I don’t know.

If it’s not work or home, what else could possibly keep my dad occupied?

Surely you weren’t cheating. If you cheated on your wife who was like a mother to you, you should be beaten to death.

Mom asked Dad if he was worried, but Dad said it was nothing serious.

My mom’s expression is getting worse and worse every day, and I think she even thinks I’m cheating on her.

Now it was my turn to step forward, so I ate and approached my dad.

“Dad. What’s wrong with you these days?”

“What?”

“You keep absent-mindedly wandering.”

“It’s okay. It’ll be over soon.”

“What? Are you having an affair?”

“What?!!! What are you talking about that makes no sense!!”

“Listen, Mom. Lower your voice.”

“…..”

“I’ve been coming home lately and my mind is always wandering. Do you know that Grandpa called me to ask what’s wrong with Dad?”

“Was it?”

“If you’re not cheating, why are you doing that? Can’t you see your mom’s expression?”

“Was that your mom’s expression? You don’t have to know. I’ll tell your mom.”

Dad got up from his seat and headed towards Mom’s room, and after a while, a scream was heard from the room.

“You’re saying that now!!”

It looks like Mom is the only one who is angry because she doesn’t listen to Dad, so I guess Dad did something wrong.

If you go in like that and talk about it right away, it doesn’t seem like there’s something wrong, so what could it be?

It was my first time hearing my mom’s angry voice, so I waited in the living room, half worried and half curious, for my mom or dad to come out.

I thought I heard my dad’s voice, so I waited quietly, and after some time, my mom came out.

“Is that really what a husband is?”

Mom seemed to be really angry, her tone was different than usual, and her face was red, so it seemed like something big was going on.

In my experience, I know that in situations like this, the best thing to do is keep my mouth shut, so I waited for my mom to speak first and sat up straight on the sofa, completely absorbed in Dolharbang mode without any fuss.

“Oh my gosh, seriously.”

“That kind of thing.”

“The person called the kids’ father.”

“After….”

I was rolling my eyes with the sound of my mother’s soliloquy and sighs heard intermittently in the background.

“Jaehoon.”

“Huh?”

“I don’t know if this is a problem because the father is stupid or because the son is too good.”

“Huh?”

“No!! Honey, don’t talk. It’s not over yet.”

“Oh my.”

Dad, who had rushed out of the room and stopped Mom from continuing her sentence, went back into the room to comfort her and fell asleep for the night.

The next morning, Mom came back as usual, but occasionally she would look at me and start sighing.

After hearing her sigh three times, I couldn’t help but ask my mom, who just came back from working out at the gym.

“Mom. What did I do wrong?”

“No, son, that’s not it.”

“But why do you keep sighing at me?”

“Oh my. It’s because my son is so good.”

“What? It’s because I take after my mom.”

“Is that so? Hehe.”

“So why do you keep doing that?”

“Oh my. Is this a secret from Dad?”

“Okay! I won’t pretend to know!!”

I was finally expecting to hear why my dad had been acting strange for the past few days when I heard a strange sound.

“My dad is going to a speech academy these days.”

“?? Why is that??”

“I was so touched when I heard what Jaehoon said to his second aunt.”

“…..”

“You were respectful? You said you wanted to learn because you couldn’t do it even if you wanted to.”

“…..”

“I said I couldn’t go to an essay academy, but I heard that a speech academy seemed promising, so I stopped by the academy after work”

“Did Dad say that?”

“Oh my… I lose to my son all the time, so I don’t have the will to live and I want to attack instead of just defend myself or something”

“No. But even if you come home late because you went to school, why are you like that at work and at home?”

“Oh my…..”

“…..”

It was very heartbreaking to see my mother unable to continue speaking, so I waited quietly for her to continue speaking.

“I thought about all the possible cases of fighting with my son”

“….”

“I even showed him my notes, and he almost filled up an entire notebook”

“…..”

“They say you have to do image training, but after a few days, it becomes a habit, so you keep thinking of possible scenarios at home and at work and get addicted to image training”

“…..”

“If you look at the notes, you’ll be so shocked you’ll be speechless, right?”

“Is that it?”

“I even wrote down what to say if Jaehoon knocks on the bathroom door”

“…..”

“But he said that he would stop after using up one notebook”

“…..”

“…..”

My mother and I looked at each other and were speechless.

“Mom, what on earth did you like about Dad that made you marry him?”

“It definitely wasn’t like that before Jaehoon was born.”

“…..”

“At some point, Jaehoon won a few times, so it got worse.”

“I’ve hardly ever lost?”

“Isn’t that why you have a competitive spirit?”

“Should I give in to my dad?”

“…..”

“My pride is hurt, but if Mom tells me to give in, I’ll give in.”

“But isn’t it more important to have a son’s pride than a husband who does stupid things?”

“Right? Hehe, then I’ll just give you a rough estimate.”

“No, just scold him so he doesn’t do anything stupid in the future.”

“Haha. Okay.”

I felt it every time, but my dad was so immature. It was funny, but on the other hand, I also had expectations.

I really wanted to experience what kind of attack he was going to carry out by going to school and studying in notes.

For the time being, I planned to focus a little more on mental training and waited with excitement for my dad’s training to end.

***

Two evenings later.

As I was sitting at the table eating with my family, Dad felt strange again today.

“Son, are you having fun today?”

“That’s because you take after your mom.”

“…..”

“…..”

“Son. Did you make any friends at school?”

“No.”

“…..”

“…..”

“Minjun has a girlfriend, what does your son do?”

“Mom said it’s still early.”

“…..”

“…..”

“Isn’t this it?”

“Why?”

“I think Dad is broken.”

“Stop talking nonsense while eating.”

“It’s true.”

“What else?”

“Did you study a bit to win, son?”

“What are you studying?”

“I did some image training.”

“But?”

“I clearly did image training, but why is there a difference between the image in my head and my son’s answer?”

“…..”

I could only look at my dad with an expression like I was looking at a cockroach.

“Dad. Just eat quietly when you eat.”

“Haha, are you kidding? Are you going to eat noisily?”

“Or something like that.”

“…..”

“Dad.”

“Why.”

“Attacks should be done naturally. Doing it in a haphazard manner is not impactful, fun, or touching.”

“…..”

“There are things that are allowed and things that are not allowed at school.”

“…..”

“Please stop going to school, doing image training, and scribbling on notes and stuff like that.”

“…..”

“My mom said that it definitely wasn’t like that before I got married.”

“…..”

“If you marry Mom, you should know it’s an honor and do better, Dad.”

“…..”

“Hehehe.”

“If people were married to their mother, they would bow deeply to her every morning and evening, but not like their father.”

“…..”

“Hehehe. Whose child is that? ”

“Is the food tasty?”

“…..”

“I’m just asking. I’m curious if the food you eat is delicious.”

“…..”

“Mom made that meal too. Enjoy it. ”

“…..”

“Hehehehe.”

My father ate his meal quietly, as if his soul had left him, and then got up and went into his room listlessly.

I had high hopes because he said he studied hard, but my dad was extremely disappointed. It was a shame that all the effort I put into mental training was wasted.

“How was it? Did you do well?”

“Hehehe. Whose son is that? He’s handsome.”

“Right? But I didn’t say anything harsh and only said nice things.”

“Hehe. Won’t you stop doing stupid things from now on? I lost my mind?”

“Will it recover over time?”

“I thought it would take a while? Hehe.”

“Then that’s good.”

Mom didn’t seem worried at all when Dad entered the room looking like he had lost his soul, and she seemed quite happy.

I felt proud when I saw my mother’s relieved face.

“Yeun-ah. Is the food good?”

“Yeah, it’s delicious.”

“Eat a lot and if possible, you should watch and learn from your dad, okay? Got it?”

“Yeah. Mom told me to learn only from her.”

“Is that so? As expected, you said the right thing.”

“Hehehe.”

It was the day when my father’s nonsense ended.