episode_0033

Kim Dal-bi looked at photos of Asung High School leadership team executives on his smartphone.

Manager Woojin Ahn.

Vice President Oh Baek-seo.

“… … .”

I already knew that the two of them were going out together. This was because I often watched Woojin in hopes that he would be safe.

Both of them had a deep connection with Dalby’s own childhood. How did the two people become involved? To Dalbi, the world was nothing but cruel.

Suddenly, the memory of New Yongsan Street was engraved in my mind.

The most vivid memory was not the confrontation with Woojin or the clash with Baekseo.

Two people walking along the street in a friendly manner.

That sight was piercing Dalby’s heart like a needle.

Dalby put the smartphone to his forehead, closed his eyes, and lowered his head.

A heavy silence surrounded her for a while.

* * *

It was messy outside.

It was the sound of moving company people and robots moving luggage.

At first, I thought someone new had moved in next door, but then Oh Baek-seo suddenly came up to say hello.

The white paper said that they found out that the house next to mine was vacant and signed an automatic contract.

Some residential areas in Neo Seoul, like here, are owned by the city, so you can sign a contract through an app and move in right away.

All you need is money.

And there is no reason to ban occupancy.

“Why don’t you talk to me… ?”

“Do you find it annoying?”

“It’s not like that. I wonder what it would have been like if you had at least given me a tip.”

The white paper said “hm.” and stroked his smooth chin, then opened his mouth.

“… I decided to stay near the manager for the time being.”

Afterwards, the white paper explains.

He said the reason he moved in next door was because he was worried about me.

He was targeted by a bomber and even clashed with Kim Dal-bi.

The White Paper’s intention was to stick around so that they could join at any time because they might be targeted by someone else.

I had no right to say anything anyway.

It’s not illegal, we’re not living together, we don’t have any responsibilities towards Baek Seo, and we’re not strictly lovers.

White paper freedom, whatever.

“I’m sorry, but can you understand?”

I’m even sorry… .

Anyway, this.

I wondered if it was even necessary to do this.

‘You’re overprotective.’

Are you my mom?

‘of course… It would be nice for me to have him next to me.’

Either in force or in life.

There would be many good things about staying close to White Paper.

I tried to help him organize his moving items, but Baek Seo flatly refused. He said he didn’t want to show his private life.

The fact that White Paper, who has always been easy-going and generous, categorically refuses means that he really hates it to the point of madness. So I didn’t insist on helping.

‘but. ‘I guess he’s not perfect either.’

Baek Seo must have had a private life or two that he didn’t want others to know. Especially since she is called the perfect woman, she may have had a unique private life.

‘… ‘I’m curious?’

What is that?

My curiosity arose, but I tried to calm it down.

It’s best to respect that and move on. Just like I don’t want others to see the hidden folder on my computer.

“Manager, would you like to have dinner together?”

After that, as if it was natural, the white paper ate together by bringing side dishes or cooking at my house.

The next morning too.

White Paper came to my house wearing a pink apron and spoke at the front door.

“I cooked a lot of food. Would you like me to pack a lunch for you?”

“Uh… , then thank you.”

Suddenly, I packed the lunch box that Baek Seo had packed for me and went to school with her.

“Would you like to eat together at least once a week?”

“Why?”

“Sometimes I want to cook for myself. You know I like cooking, right?”

Something… .

“Now that I think about it, I think I need to know a little about this neighborhood. Can you introduce me later?”

“Do you have anything to introduce? What if it’s like a walking course? A restaurant or something.”

“Yes, I like that kind of thing.”

Something about this… .

“Call me anytime if you’re bored. I can be at least a conversation partner.”

Something about this is really… .

‘It feels like we’re dating even though we’re not… .’

“Hey, manager?”

“Ah, I thought of something to think about for a moment.”

To be exact, a relationship that feels like a lover but is not a lover.

It’s strange to think of him as a friend.

It is ambiguous to say that they are lovers.

A point somewhere.

‘It feels like we’re building a life together.’

Come to think of it… .

When I looked back at the past, I felt it again.

Starting with the egg mayo sandwich, the virus called Obaekseo was slowly encroaching on my territory.

It had already reached a point of no return.

Suddenly, I had a feeling that if this child disappeared, a big hole would open in my life.

That hole would leave a deep emptiness and emptiness.

‘Should I say thank you…? ?’

As mentioned above, I planned to focus on completing the tasks that needed to be done while serving as the lead manager, and then confess to Baek Seo.

Of course I was anxious.

In the meantime, Baek Seo may move away from me, or she may develop feelings for another man.

But what can I say about White Paper’s actions these days?

It seemed like ‘I’m preparing to be with you.’

It feels as if he knows my plan and acts accordingly.

‘Is this interpretation too broad?’

Maybe I’m making a mistake.

but.

‘… still.’

Dangerously.

‘happy… !’

I felt like the stress of work and the pressure of future knowledge were all neutralized thanks to the white paper.

My motivation suddenly boiled over.

“Are you having dirty thoughts again?”

“Don’t say strange things while walking down the street… .”

I was proud.

Because I didn’t have any dirty thoughts.

I was just wondering what to name my second child.

… …

“Gasp. Manager, you’re alive!”

“Isn’t it obvious…? .”

Leadership executive office.

As soon as Ha Ye-song came into the clubroom and saw me, she shouted in surprise. She came closer to me.

It was an expected reaction since they had already made such a fuss about Coconut Tok.

“Jitwi and SNS are still going crazy. Catch the bomb and collide with the six-sinner Kim Dal-bi… ! It was a huge incident!”

“That’s right.”

The incident that occurred on New Yongsan Street caused a great stir.

The performance of driving out Kim Dal-bi after catching the explosive horse was greatly highlighted, and practical achievements were also accumulated in the leadership team of Asung High School.

It may be true for other districts, but if you owe debt to the federal board, extra points are added to the school, knowingly or unknowingly. It was also a natural progression for the leadership team’s evaluation to improve.

“The manager brings up major cases even on his days off! Is this also the quality of a leading manager?”

“Don’t treat me like a jinx.”

“Hehe.”

Yesong smiled mischievously, then walked up to Wu Baixu and hugged her arm.

“I’m glad Baek Seo Jjing is safe too!”

“Yes.”

When Baekseo smiled kindly and stroked Yesong’s head, Yesong started shaking with a sigh.

“Manager, there are a lot of things I want to hear today!”

“It looked like that.”

“Let’s listen while eating! I’m looking forward to a lively story!”

“Oh, it was lunch.”

Yesong seemed to have come during lunch time because he wanted to hear our story in person.

“I brought a lunch box! With salad. I’m on a diet these days, hehe.”

‘I guess I’ll eat it again a little later.’

I only had precognitive abilities in Hayesong.

“Two people delivering?”

“Let’s eat together. We also have a lunch box.”

“Oh… !”

Yesong was immediately impressed.

Why?

“White Paper You may not know it, but it’s the manager’s lunch box. This is precious. I miss you!”

Now that I think about it, it was like that.

Most lunches were just bread and milk bought at the store.

We went to the table and placed our lunch boxes.

As I opened the lid, a gorgeous light enveloped me.

“!”

Neatly filled white rice. Just the right amount of black seaweed. Neat egg rolls, shiny stir-fried pork, egg-covered round dumplings, fresh tomato slices, green vegetables, etc.

The world of small-town yet perfect lunch boxes unfolded brightly before my eyes.

The corners of my mouth twitched without me knowing. It looked like a lunch box that a newlywed wife had packed for her husband, and my heart was filled with a mysterious excitement.

This was a feeling that only a lunch box could give.

“Manager.”

Suddenly, Yesong observed my lunch box and narrowed his eyes.

“Why are the white paper jjingi and the lunch box the same?”

That’s a sharp question.

Although the lunch box was different from the white paper, the side dishes were the same, so Yesong seemed to have doubts and asked.

There was nothing to hide.

No, on the contrary, I wanted to be flattered.

Is this what it feels like to want to show off your girlfriend’s skills to others?

… I felt very guilty and skeptical about the fact that I harbored these feelings even though we were not in a romantic relationship. Let’s restrain ourselves.

“The white paper was prepared. Since I cooked a lot of food, I also cooked mine.”

“Aha~. Indeed, our angelic White Paper Jjing! Are you also taking care of the manager’s nutritional balance?”

Yesong nodded in understanding. Strangely, he didn’t seem to accept it. The white paper has such a good image, so what?

White Paper responded with a friendly smile as usual.

“So!? What on earth happens on the weekend!”

Yesong immediately passes the topic.

For a while, Baek Seo and I told Yesong about our experiences at New Yongsan Street. Of course, the story about the headmaster was excluded.

Yesong was full of liveliness and listened to the story with interest.

* * *

“Manager, white paper jjing! It’s lunch!”

A few days later, in the leadership department’s executive office.

Ha Yesong decided to eat a lunch box with Ahn Woojin and Oh Baekseo.

“It looks like Jjing took care of the white paper that the manager gave today too! Be jealous~.”

And a few days later.

“Heehee, let’s have lunch together!”

As expected, Yesong ate a packed lunch with Woojin and Baekseo.

“It looks like Baek Seo Jjing made a lunch box today too… .”

Yesong noticed something strange.

And the next day.

“Lunch time!”

Yeson saw it.

“… … .”

As if it was obvious, Woojin showed off the lunch box that Baek Seo had packed.

The next day too.

Also a few days later.

‘what… ?’

Yesong felt strong doubts as he looked at Woojin’s lunch box.

It was definitely an unnatural phenomenon for the white paper to pack lunches this often, not even once in a while.

‘I heard a rumor that the manager and Baek Seo Jjing go to school together these days… .’

The source of the rumor was the leading members.

Since the leaders of the department took turns inspecting the school gate every day, I had seen the department manager and vice-director going to school together.

Then, naturally, there was talk among them that the manager and deputy manager might be dating.

Yesong thought, ‘No way,’ and tried to ignore it and move on.

‘We pack lunch boxes every day and go to school together every day… .’

Electricity passes through my mind.

At this moment, the puzzle pieces came together in my mind.

‘… It’s 200% some.’

Since when?

Yesong looked at Woojin and Baekseo seriously. Baek Seo was looking at Woo Jin with a kind smile.

“Our manager, are you eating well?”

“Don’t treat me like a child… .”

“Hehe.”

It was only then that Yesong sensed the strange atmosphere hovering between the two.

Grumble. Cold sweat began to flow down Yesong’s cheeks.

* * *

After the incident with Kim Dal-bi, there was no particular attack from the principal.

Despite being on high alert, there were no suspicious circumstances.

I didn’t know whether my thought that there was no reason for the principal to take the risk of catching me was correct, or what had happened to the principal.

Since the principal does not engage in external activities that require direct involvement, it was difficult to keep track of her movements.

Anyway, I was just grateful that he underestimated me so much right away. If possible, I will stab you in the back later.

and.

“Are you ready, aren’t you?”

“Of course, oh.”

Today was a monumental day as I finally received my own gear.

I headed to Deus Atelier on New Yongsan Street with Oh Baek-seo.