episode_0028

I am a regressor.

It’s a bit different from the regression I knew, but anyway, since I’ve come to the past, it’s regression.

But what should I do if I go all the way to regression?

It wasn’t a return I wanted to make in the first place, but since I returned and spent time with my family, I became greedy.

If possible, wouldn’t you like to live happily with your family without any problems?

Is it too trivial? But what can I do if I don’t have any particular greed? Even if I don’t do anything, I’m already a third-generation chaebol.

A day like any other, where I sit down, cast Dolharbang mode, and rule over my peace of mind.

But I can’t do that anymore.

I’m not a monk who practices Taoism, and as this goes on for a day or two and then a month, I’m starting to feel dizzy.

There is no choice here.

Elementary school is compulsory education, so you can’t drop out, and I’m forced to kill time like this, so I start to feel dizzy and when I look around, I see this scene all the time.

It’s literally a mess.

Wouldn’t the market floor be quieter than this?

Is it weird that when I quietly look at my classmates, I think of a beagle running around?

The boys are busy running around and shouting, and on one side, the princess club is having another gathering, and when I look behind me, Hwang Min-ha is sleeping.

It’s amazing to see that you have more tenacity than me, a regressor. Could you be an evolved being from my species?

Since I’ve already returned, I want to live happily, but what can I do to enjoy myself with my 8-year-old body?

Smartphones haven’t even come out yet, and it’s hard for me to play with eight-year-olds whose mental ages are so different, and no matter how much I think about it, there’s nothing I can do.

The regressor who had been regressed was extremely bored today.

But I just have to work hard for an hour since I only have to attend one class and then go home.

***

“It’s out~”

“Is your son here? Was everything okay today?”

“It’s the same.”

“You don’t look so good today?”

“That’s because school isn’t fun.”

“That’s because you don’t have any friends. I told you to make some friends.”

“It will happen someday.”

“Oh my.”

Today too, I turned on the computer and checked the stocks, leaving my mom’s friend’s complaints behind.

As expected, the KOSPI is rising day by day and is now at 930.

I checked the rate of return and it was 35%.

KOSDAQ was at 45%, but KOSPI, which had a much longer investment period, was at 35%.

Perhaps it is because the KOSPI market has many more stocks and is much larger in size. I guess it is inevitable that I feel a little disappointed.

Now that it’s almost at its upper limit, I need to sell it quickly because I don’t know when it will fall.

If you add up the 5 million won invested on February 1st and the additional amount added after deducting it from KOSDAQ, it comes to 11.4 million won as of today, April 17th.

The profit for one and a half months is 4 million won.

I’m happy, but strangely, I feel dizzy today.

If you look at the novels, the regressors have been making hundreds of billions since they were young. Even if it’s a novel, isn’t 11.4 million won too little for a country with no greed?

But the problem is that at this point, we don’t know anything, so we can’t raise the water level.

There’s no choice. There’s no way, so today too, the frog in the well will have to live in the well.

I’m trying hard to control my mind and avoid the constant headaches that keep coming my way today, so I guess the noise in the living room is because Ye-eun is here.

I turned off the computer and headed to the living room.

“I want to go too!!”

“Okay, let’s go this weekend. I’ll tell Dad.”

“Yeeun, are you here?”

“Brother! I want to go to the aquarium too!!”

“Why don’t you go? Why did someone go to the aquarium?”

“Almost all the kindergarten kids went and came back. I was the only one who didn’t go.”

“Mom said she’s going too. Let’s go this weekend.”

“Hehehe, I see. Are you definitely going this weekend, Oppa?”

“Okay, I got it.”

I was lost in thought, stroking my favorite Ye-eun’s head as I thought about going to the aquarium.

It’s an aquarium. The fish are just fish that literally live in water, but you pay money to see them.

Even though my innocence has not been established, I must protect Ye-eun’s innocence.

I think I’ll go to the aquarium this weekend.

Today, I said goodbye to my mom and younger sibling and headed to the gym as usual.

Sister Positive is studying while lying down on the ring.

“Sister, I’m here~”

“Hey kid~”

I took off my socks and climbed onto the ring, and then my positive older sister saw me.

“What’s wrong? You don’t look well?”

It seems like my mom is the same way, and it shows on her face that she came with me today.

“Can you tell by this?”

“The atmosphere is more gloomy than usual?”

“Sister, I’m a genius, right?”

“Right?”

“But the problem is that I’m so bored at school.”

“Huh? Heh heh. Don’t you have any friends at school?”

“There isn’t any?”

My positive older sister looks at me with sad eyes as if she is looking at a pitiful person.

“Is this your first time seeing someone without friends?”

“Isn’t that uncommon?”

“No. So, please tell me how to have fun at school.”

“Isn’t school supposed to be about playing with friends?”

“What if you don’t have any friends?”

“Should I make some friends?”

“I’m a genius, so my level doesn’t match.”

“Now that I hear it, that could be true.”

“Right?”

“That’s the excuse that kids without friends make.”

“Huh?”

“You don’t have to be on the same level and think similarly to be friends. It seems like you just made up an excuse because you don’t want to hang out with kids?”

“…..”

“Listen carefully, kid. You can make friends even if your levels are different and your thoughts are different. Sometimes, you see a nineteen-year-old girl and a forty-year-old man become friends. Why can’t eight-year-olds make friends?”

“Where can I find that old man?”

Am I weird for suddenly thinking about my immature dad in the corner of the house? I tried hard to erase my thoughts of him.

“What did the old man who came to learn boxing as a hobby say in the evening?”

“Is your sister nineteen years old?”

“Yeah, right?”

“Are you able to communicate well?”

“You told me to speak comfortably, so we speak informally to each other and get along well?”

“I’ll keep that in mind. Thank you, Sister.”

Was it because I looked at children with colored glasses from the beginning? Or was it because I didn’t want to make friends from the beginning? I couldn’t stop thinking about it as I taught my older sister how to study.

I did three sets of 30 push-ups, 30 sit-ups, 30 bodyweight squats, and five laps around the gym as usual, and practiced punches and kicks before leaving the gym.

If it were normal, I would have run, encouraged by my Confucian boyish thoughts, but my mind was complicated, so I needed to walk instead of running and slowly organize my thoughts.

Sister Ae-jung’s words struck a chord in my heart. After listening to her, I couldn’t refute her because it seemed like there was nothing wrong with what she said.

Of course, a man in his forties is popular, but was I just avoiding kids because I was too prejudiced?

I think I’ll have to approach the kids first and talk to them tomorrow.

If you become friends with the kids, school life might become more fun.

***

Today too, I left home and went to school.

Is it because I try to see children as they are?

Still, the kids who followed me to school today looked well-behaved.

As I opened the door and entered the classroom, my eyes met with those of one of the few children whose names I knew.

“Hello, are you there?”

“Huh? Hello?”

Haha, this is perfect. If we greet each other slowly, we can become friends.

As I walked to my seat, drunk with pride, and sat down on the chair, Shin Yuri, who had arrived early for some reason, spoke to me with her eyes wider than usual.

“What’s wrong with you today?”

“What?”

“You don’t usually talk to anyone.”

“I decided to start walking today.”

“Where does it hurt?”

“No. It doesn’t hurt.”

“My mom said that if a person suddenly changes, they die.”

“…..”

“Are you in a lot of pain?”

“I told you it doesn’t hurt?”

“When will I die?”

“Phew.”

Today, I gave up on talking to Shin Yuri, who was suffering from princess syndrome, because I couldn’t communicate with her.

I really need to distance myself from this kid. If you think about it, isn’t it actually because of Shin Yuri that I became the leader of Class 2, Grade 1?

I already have a bad feeling that my mentality is starting to waver.

But since I’ve made up my mind, I guess I’ll have to try.

Just then, a boy came into the back seat and sat down.

“Hello?”

“Huh? Me?”

“Yeah. Hello?”

“Oh, okay. Bye.”

I was flustered because it was my first time talking to him, so I just said hello. I don’t know his name yet, but I think this is enough.

I had no doubt that if I greeted each person one by one, it would work out.

***

Every time I ran into the kids during break time, I tried my best to greet them.

The children also recognized my efforts, as several of them came up to me first to say hello.

I felt proud that I was finally able to do something so easy.

After eating lunch and clearing my plate, I sat down at my table when a boy with glasses and a studious appearance came up to me and spoke to me.

“Hi Jaehoon.”

“Yeah, hello. Did you eat well?”

“Yeah, but Jaehoon. You know.”

“Huh?”

“Are you in a lot of pain?”

“Huh? I’m not sick?”

“The kids said you were really sick.”

“I’m really not sick?”

“The kids said you had a fatal disease?”

“…..”

What is this? Could it be Shin Yuri? The only person who would spread such a rumor is Shin Yuri. The culprit is definitely Shin Yuri.

“No?”

“No, but was that Shin Yuri who did it?”

“No. I heard it from other kids.”

“No. I’m just trying to be friendly and not get sick. What’s your name?”

“Don’t you know my name?”

“Yeah.”

“I am Lee Kyung-min.”

“Okay, Kyungmin, let’s be friends.”

“Yeah, but does it really not hurt?”

“It really doesn’t hurt.”

Anyway, after exchanging greetings with Kyungmin and getting to know each other, I sat down quietly, and when lunch time was over, Shin Yuri sat down.

“You spread rumors that I have a fatal disease?”

“Huh? No? What did the other kids say?”

“Who?”

“Friends.”

“The kids you play with?”

“Yeah. He asked me too and I think it’s true.”

So, I shouldn’t have princess complex. But I met quite a few kids today, so I think I did my best.

After the 5th period class and the teacher’s dismissal, I headed home with my bag in my hand, and many children approached me as I headed toward the door.

At the moment when I was about to feel proud that my efforts today were shining through.

“Cheer up, Jaehoon.”

“These days, if you go to a hospital, they all say it’s a mess.”

“Take your medicine well, Jaehoon.”

“Would you like me to carry your bag home?”

The kids were talking nonsense. I guess I need to explain this.

“No, guys. I’m not sick. I just want to be friends with you guys.”

“You’re worried about us. Is that so?”

“No. That’s a rumor. Let’s just be friends and not get sick.”

I really don’t know whether to cry or laugh at this.

But the kids worry about me and are really kind.