episode_0034

“Mom’s out~”

“I’m back.”

“Are your son and daughter here?”

“Yeun, when you get home, you should wash your hands first, right?”

“Yeah.”

I sent Ye-eun to the bathroom and grabbed my mom and went into the room.

“Mom. I was waiting for Ye-eun in front of the kindergarten when Min-hoo’s mom spoke to me?”

“Oh really? What did you say?”

“Min-hoo confessed to Ye-eun and got rejected, and Ye-eun asked him to get permission from her brother.”

“Hehe. Whose daughter is she? She’s already popular?”

“No. But when I told her not to, and told her to date another girl, Min-hoo’s mom said something that seemed to imply that she wanted her son’s permission.”

“Absolutely not. How dare you aim at Ye-eun!”

“That’s why. I told you to look for another child, so you can’t ignore it either, right?”

“Hehe. Don’t worry about it. That won’t happen, so don’t worry.”

“Okay. Then that’s fine.”

After finishing a very important conversation with my mom, I changed my clothes and left the house to go to the gym.

“I’ll be back~”

“Son! Isn’t the back of your head itching again?”

“No, I’ll be back~”

Today, I left home and arrived at the gym after running hard with the help of my Confucian ideology.

When I opened the door and went in, there was my positive older sister studying on the ring as usual.

“Sister, I’m here~”

“Hey, little kid, are you here?”

“Sister. Park Si-woo won today.”

“Huh? Suddenly?”

“I went to spy and got hit in the back of the head. I hit him without realizing it and it was over.”

“Hehehe What? Then what about exercise now?”

“We have to keep going.”

“Yeah, yeah, a man needs to have guts. So you just hit him once and it’s over?”

“When I got hit on the back of my head, I spun around without realizing it and threw a punch. Then I got hit on the nose and fell, so I kicked him in the thigh and that was it? ”

“What? It’s nothing.”

“That’s why it’s so vain.”

“That’s how revenge is originally.”

“Have you ever tried revenge, Sister?”

“No, I’m going to beat you up and end it right there?”

“…..”

After the words of wise teacher Lee Geung-jeong, the workout ended with helping Sister Geung-jeong with her studies as usual and practicing basic exercises and kickboxing techniques.

Today, I successfully entered the house while observing Confucianism, washed up, and went to sleep, but my irresponsible father disturbed my sleep.

“Son! Son!!”

“Oh, you came? But why?”

“Wake up, son!”

Why is my dad talking in such a serious voice?

Wondering what was going on, I got out of bed and followed my dad into the living room.

“Son, get on your knees!”

What on earth is going on here?

Dad, holding a ladle in his hand and tapping the floor, shouting, “When are you ready?”

“Why all of a sudden?”

“Get on your knees quickly!”

Dad raised his voice in a serious tone. A man shouldn’t kneel down so easily, but he did so anyway.

“Why?”

“If you fight at school, you should get scolded by your dad!”

“Didn’t you hear that from your mom?”

“If you fight, you should get scolded! Right? ”

“Depending on the reason?”

“No. You should be scolded.”

“Why?”

“Because we fought!”

“Didn’t you hear why you fought with your mom?”

“I heard!”

“But?”

“Where on earth would I get the chance to get so upset like this!”

“Sigh.”

I got up from my seat and went back into the room.

“Son! Come quickly! If you fight at school, you should get in trouble! ”

-match

My father’s voice, which continued to shout, ended with the sound of a slap on the back.

“Son, let’s eat dinner.”

I woke up to my mom’s call to eat and headed to the kitchen to see my family gathered there.

When I sat down, my dad asked me.

“Son. So tell me more about it.

”

“I got hit in the back of the head. I turned around and hit him. That’s it. ”

“You said you were in 3rd grade, but you just hit me once and it was over?”

“I hit him once and he fell, so I kicked his thigh too.”

“Huh? Thigh? Does that hurt?”

“If you’re curious, do you want to try hitting me?”

“Haha. Jaehoon, do you think you can hit your dad’s steel thighs with those legs?”

“Pfft! Steel doesn’t do any exercise and is just a lump of flesh.”

“I’m strangely curious?”

“So give me a ride?”

“Well, they say this doesn’t work in the head, but it works in the heart?”

“Then I’ll buy you a drink after you eat.”

“Yeah! Where did chopsticks go to break Dad’s steel legs. Haha.”

After Dad’s words, a quiet meal continued, and after finishing the meal and cleaning up, the family gathered in the living room.

“Dad, then shall we make a bet for the first time in a while?”

“Okay, what’s the bet?”

“If dad gets hit in the thigh and falls to the ground within ten seconds, dad loses, but if he stays, dad wins?”

“Haha it’s Cole. Son. What should I do?”

“One hundred thousand won?”

My father stares at my mother, wondering why a second generation chaebol would ask for her permission for a hundred thousand won.

Only when his mother nodded did he smile and continue speaking.

“Okay, you little shit. Come in.”

Dad sticking one leg out.

I woke up, relaxed my stiff body, got into position, and looked at the spot where I was going to hit.

The target is a small cluster of muscles slightly above the thigh.

“Are you going?”

“Haha, come on. I may lose the argument, but I still haven’t lost in body, son.”

I kicked with all my might, listening to my father’s confident words.

-puck

“Oh my!”

“Wow~”

Dad, who had been jumping around for a while with his leg raised to the backdrop of Ye-eun’s exclamations, lost his balance and fell to the floor, holding his thigh.

“Ahhhh. What is this? Why does it hurt so much?”

“Pfft! Jaehoon has been exercising every day for months. He should do that much.”

“Bring me 100,000 won. Dad.”

“Not now. My legs won’t move.”

“”Sigh.””

The family, except for my dad, laughed and watched TV, ignoring the groans coming from the side. After a while, my dad limped over and brought me 100,000 won.

“What kind of check is this? How do I write a check?”

“I said 100,000 won. I never said I would give it in 10,000 won bills.”

He was a dirty and lethal father until the end.

“Sigh. Mom will change it for you.”

“…..”

“Hehe, thank you, Mom.”

***

The usual way to school.

Could it be because I didn’t need to do image training like yesterday, and so I erased the desire for revenge that had been taking root in a corner of my heart?

It feels like the air is clear today.

As I opened the door, greeted the children, and sat down, Shin Yuri asked if the rumor had already spread.

“You fought yesterday, right?”

“But why?”

“That guy is the best in the third grade.”

“Him?”

“Yeah. So you’re the best in the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd grades?”

I don’t know what this is about. How can a kid who got hit once and laid down be the best in the third grade?

Since it’s Shin Yuri, the other half probably already knows. Surely all my efforts so far won’t go to waste, right?

“So what do the kids say?”

“What?”

“Nothing special?”

“There isn’t any?”

Fortunately, for the kids, there seemed to be no difference between the first graders and the first, second, and third graders, and they all behaved the same as usual.

It was lunchtime, and I was eating slowly without having to rush like I did yesterday, when someone called out to me from behind.

“Jaehoon, who’s calling you?”

“Who?”

“I don’t know, what kind of older sister was she?”

“Thank you.”

As I headed toward the back door, there was Han Sae-ah, the older sister I saw yesterday, standing there.

“Hello?”

“Hello, what brings you here?”

“You got dragged away as soon as I said hello yesterday. I like you!”

I feel like I’m digging my own grave.

“I’m eating right now, so I’ll just clean up my plate and come back.”

“Yeah!”

I came in halfway, stuffed the remaining rice into my mouth, cleaned up my tray, and went out.

“Sister, let’s go to the playground first?”

“Yeah!”

As I headed to the playground with my older sister, I thought about how I could defeat her nicely.

I think there was a big misunderstanding, and it was my fault, so I should apologize.

“Sister. I think there’s a little bit of a misunderstanding.”

“What?”

“I have something to ask you, so I asked Minji to introduce me to her friend.”

“That’s it? It’s not because I like you?”

“Yes. I’m really sorry, but that’s not it.”

“Okay, it’s okay. I like you!”

I guess the feeling I get when talking to Shin Yuri is because of my mood.

Still, I had to ask just in case.

“Do you like Snow White?”

“Huh? No? Not really?”

“Then what book do you like the most?”

“Me? I am a rooster that came out of the yard.”

What the heck? Turns out he’s an incredibly constructive guy.

“Anyway, I’m sorry for the misunderstanding, let’s just be friends”

“Okay, well, half of it is just beginning!”

“…..”

So I returned to class and it was time to go home.

As I headed to the school gate with my bag on my back, I saw Sae-ah and Min-ji standing at the gate and looking at me.

“What are you doing, Minji?”

“Sae-ah is waiting to go with you.”

“Why are you going together?”

“Jaehoon lives next door, so should we go together? Saeah lives next door too.”

“That’s right. I live next to you too, so let’s go together.”

I had a feeling something was wrong. All the way home, Sae-ah’s older sister kept asking me questions.

“Jaehoon, what do you do when you get home?”

“Go exercise right away.”

“Oh, so you’re in good shape! What kind of exercise?”

“Kickboxing.”

“Wow, that’s cool.”

“Sister, I’m just asking this just in case, but I don’t have any plans on having a girlfriend?”

“Really? It’s okay!”

“…..”

“But there are still a lot of people who like me?”

“Then I guess I can play with them.”

“Is that why Park Si-hoo hit you?”

“Ah! That’s what it was?”

“You asked me out, but how many times did I say no?”

At that time, I couldn’t figure out why he hit me, but it seemed like Park Si-hoo, who was already known for being a womanizer, liked this older sister.

It felt like Minji was following behind Saeah, telling her to figure it out on her own, and Saeah continued asking questions.

“What is your ideal type?”

“There isn’t any.”

“Aren’t there any girls you like?”

“There isn’t any.”

“Okay then that’s fine!”

“Meet a friend of the same age.”

“Mom said Yeon-ah is the best!”

I wanted to meet her and see what kind of mother she was, one who provided sound home education.

“Is your father younger than your mother?”

“No. Is your dad older than you?”

I wonder if your father is having a hard time at home.

But, Sae-ah, the older sister who keeps chasing me, doesn’t seem to think of going away even though we’re almost home.

“Aren’t you going home?”

“Are you going to Minji’s house to play?”

Eventually, I followed him to the front door of my house and I felt strangely uneasy.

I guess I won’t be following you around all the time.