episode_0029

For something obtained overnight without any effort, it was excessively beautiful and valuable, my body. Surely, compared to the round belly of a 40-line sandbag man tomorrow, this body must be incomparably expensive socially and financially. Regardless of my intentions.

If not being happy about that is the issue, then it’s an issue.

Right now, if someone were to offer to exchange this body for my previous wretched one, I could gladly hand it over. For now.

But after a day, two days, a month, a year passes, would I still give the same answer?

Well, I’ll have to wait until that time comes to know, but by then, I will have accumulated quite a few memories with this body.

If both for me and for the children, this body becomes more familiar. If the day comes when the past body is forgotten, can I live satisfied with this appearance, abandoning regrets of the past?

Various thoughts jumbled up in my head once again.

“Phew~ What sentimental nonsense am I thinking? In the midst of living day by day in a state of chaos… I should hurry up, wash up, and get going.”

Saying that, I turned on the shower again and rinsed off the soap suds covering my whole body.

The parts touched by water were quickly cleaned by the water pressure, but areas like under the chest, armpits, and back where the flesh overlaps required lifting the arm or chest to let the water flow through.

Moreover, every time I touch my chest, I realize it feels surprisingly heavy.

Really, carrying this around all the time, no wonder my shoulders don’t ache and my stomach doesn’t growl.

On the other hand, regardless of who says what, one thing looks quite pretty. Despite its size, it maintains firm volume without sagging, with pink nipples.

For men my age who have been too focused on work, neglecting relationships and affairs, the database of comparable samples for this chest was indeed shallow.

At best, ex-wives, Da-yeong from the fitness center’s dressing room and shower, Choi Jin-hee, and a few other women? Even after searching through memories of visiting the salon with the boss in my early days, I had never directly seen such large breasts.

“Hah, when you really think about it, it’s quite astonishing. Da-yeong’s breasts are even criminal.”

I’ve poked and prodded that massive lump of fat out of curiosity.

Well, even when I was a man, I was big and chubby, so carrying around such a fatty female-like breast wasn’t an exaggeration. But touching it now, it’s not much different from how it felt back then.

Still, due to the difference in size, the weight felt noticeably different when held…

“Hmm, it doesn’t feel special when I touch it. Back then, when Da-yeong pinched, it sent shivers down my spine.”

To avoid sounding like a pervert, let me clarify that it’s not a pleasant feeling but rather a truly chilling sensation. It’s similar to when your hand accidentally brushes against your ribcage.

Come to think of it, both then and just now were Da-yeong’s doings. I’m not sure why this guy is touching his father’s body like this, but soon he’ll need to correct this bad habit.

Anyway, as I momentarily fondled my chest alone, at the moment when I was about to stop and withdraw my hand…

-Knock knock!

“Heh, h-hiyah!”

I was startled by the unexpected knock on the door, and a scream escaped my lips. Blushing with embarrassment, I shivered for a moment before composing myself and spoke towards the door.

“W-who is it?”

A familiar voice came from outside the door.

“Mom, what’s going on? I heard a strange noise just now.”

It was Dayoung.

But I couldn’t bring myself to admit that I had screamed because I was secretly tickling her chest and got startled by the sudden knock on the door. Nevertheless, there was still my father’s authority to consider.

So, I just mumbled in response.

“Oh, n-nothing. W-what’s up?”

Oh, forget about authority. I was stumbling over my words.

“Oh, it’s nothing. It’s just that Davin is already showering in the outdoor bathroom. When Mom finishes, can I shower here?”

It was unexpected. I thought Dayoung would be the first to shower. Perhaps Davin finished preparing to shower first and immediately started. That’s what I assume.

Anyway, it might be a bit awkward for Dayoung, a girl, to shower between two guys, so she probably came to the master bedroom. Since I could shower faster alone than both of them together.

Being a guy, I washed much faster than most women. Recently, after exercising every day, Dayoung knew this fact well.

Anyway, I had no reason to refuse, so I just said okay.

After I replied, Dayoung’s presence outside the door disappeared.

I went to the sink and started cleansing.

When I was a man, I didn’t know this fact, but now I do.

Removing makeup is as important and meticulous as applying it.

Since I don’t wear heavy makeup, it’s not that bad for me, but on days when I properly apply makeup, removing it is also a chore. From eyes to eyebrows, lips, and skin, each step requires gentle cleaning, using different products and recommended cleansing methods based on skin type.

Back when I was a man, just using some soap or cleansing foam was enough.

I squeezed cleansing oil to gently remove the makeup from my eyes, then lips, and finally my skin.

After removing all the makeup, I washed my face with cleansing foam, rinsed it off, and finished with another rinse.

After removing makeup, I finished showering and dried myself off. I didn’t know back then. Women need two towels. Especially those with long hair.

My hair reached my lower back, so I used one towel for drying my hair and another for my body. Then I got dressed. Normally, I would wear a slip dress as pajamas, but since Seungyoon was there, I decided to wear a pajama onesie. Of course, I wore underwear underneath.

“Ahh, refreshing.”

As I left the steam-filled bathroom, the cool air from the air conditioner greeted me. It was slightly chilly, making me shiver at first, but I soon adjusted and felt refreshed.

I went to the vanity to blow-dry my hair but remembered Dayoung was showering in the master bedroom. So, I headed towards her room.

*Knock, knock.*

“Dayoung, Mom has finished showering.”

She quickly opened the door.

“Oh, I feel gross. I need to shower quickly.”

Saying that, she hurried into the master bedroom bathroom. I was about to follow her but ran into Seungyoon, who had just finished showering in the living room bathroom.

“Are you done showering?”

Meeting unexpectedly, Seungyoon widened his eyes and looked at me.

“Yes, I feel fresh. Hehe.”

“Alright, want me to get you something to drink? How about having juice with Davin?”

And without waiting for a response, she took out an orange juice bottle from the refrigerator and poured two glasses, handing one to Seungyun.

“Okay, take it to Davin’s room to drink. When you finish, tell Davin to put the empty glass in the sink, okay?”

“Yes. I’ll enjoy it, thank you.”

With those words, Seungyun took the juice and headed towards Davin’s room.

Watching that scene with satisfaction, she entered the bedroom and began drying her hair.

It took quite some time to dry her hair since it was thick. About 15 minutes? Anyway, holding the hairdryer with one arm for that long made her arm quite sore.

Feeling annoyed by this process, she jokingly asked if Dayoung could just cut her hair, but Dayoung vehemently opposed the idea, so she resigned herself to enduring the inconvenience. After finishing drying her hair, she tied it at the midpoint of its length as usual and let it fall over one shoulder.

Ah, this darn short hair.

Remembering this, she lay down on the bed and searched why it was called short hair. It explained that characters who die early in animations or their mothers often have this hairstyle, hence the term “short hair.”

“Oh, what an unlucky hairstyle.”

Feeling a bit uneasy, she briefly considered changing her style but decided to leave it as is since she had grown accustomed to it and found it comfortable. After all, it’s not like she’s in a work of fiction.

Covering herself with a blanket on the bed, she idly played with her phone for a while until drowsiness overcame her.

“Yawn.”

Getting up from the bed, she lightly knocked on the bathroom door.

“Dayoung, I’m sleepy, so I’ll go to bed first. Finish washing up and tidying up on your own before leaving.”

In response, Dayoung acknowledged from inside. I crawled into the bed in the bedroom and closed my eyes, letting the weariness wash over me as I slowly drifted into slumber.