episode_0055

The current location is Hyejin’s house.

There, he was having an uncomfortable encounter with Hye-jin’s father, Baek-hong Kim (3 stars, not a rating).

Kim Baek-hong continued to glare at me with a look in his eyes that seemed to indicate that he was not pleased with something.

‘He’s glaring at me as if he’s going to kill me.’

[How could you not be concerned if your only daughter suddenly brought a man home?]

‘No, I just came as a guest, why do I have to worry about getting shot already?’

In an uncomfortable silence.

Suddenly, Kim Baek-hong bowed his head to me.

“Thank you.”

“Yes?????”

‘What did I do???’

[Did you lend me some money??????]

‘Who lends money to whom? Even if I borrow, it won’t be enough.’

I couldn’t say anything even until Kim Baek-hong raised his head and flew away.

The sharp eyes of that day remained unchanged.

I felt like he had softened up a lot more than before, perhaps because of the thank you message from earlier.

“Thanks to you, I can now have a conversation with my daughter.”

“Ah.”

As soon as I heard that, I remembered Hyeji complaining in the hospital room that she and her father didn’t get along very well.

Maybe I should have just told him to say something.

‘I guess things have been going well since then?’

[I see. You have done something that is not like you.]

‘What do you want me to do?’

[I think he’ll go around slitting people’s throats like that wizard upstairs.]

I got upset at those words.

‘Please don’t slander our Falcon Punch. Falcon Punch does things because he has his own thoughts.’

[He usually seems to start from the beginning before even thinking about it.]

Meanwhile, Kim Baek-hong continued speaking.

In a somewhat carefree tone of voice.

“I made my daughter suffer so much in the past that it was hard for me to talk to her for a while.”

“And after I advised Hyeji, things have been going well again?”

“Yeah. To be honest, I never thought this day would come.”

“That’s good. But I think it would be better for you to thank Hyeji rather than me.”

Then, doubts appeared in Kim Baek-hong’s eyes.

As if to ask why you are saying that.

“…Why do you think so?”

“I just gave advice. Hyeji actually did it herself.”

“I see. I see.”

In the end, the father and daughter were the same.

Because I couldn’t express my feelings properly and kept them only in my heart.

[We are both awkward with each other.]

‘So what if we’re awkward? We’re still family, so we have to take care of each other more.’

A rather warm atmosphere.

It was a little awkward at first, but it was okay now.

“So I have a few questions for you.”

“Yes, go ahead.”

That is, until the next words came out.

“Can you tell me more about your relationship with my daughter?”

“……”

It wasn’t okay.

The warm atmosphere from a while ago disappeared like snow welcoming warm spring.

And now the mood is that of winter.

An icy winter that came without regard for the order of the four seasons.

As if reflecting that atmosphere, Kim Baek-hong’s eyes began to become even colder than they had at first appeared.

[……Wasn’t the atmosphere just now like a family drama?]

‘Fuck, this is fucking scary.’

I answered Kim Baek-hong’s words while maintaining my composure as much as possible.

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m literally asking what your current relationship with Hyeji is.”

It seems like she was wary of him being her boyfriend.

Since Hyeji and I were just friends, I felt less pressured and continued talking.

“We’re just friends. We’re just the first friends I made at the academy.”

“So you’re saying Hyeji has no charm?”

The burden was relieved, but then it got heavier again.

‘No, shit. Sir, why are you having a rash?’

[As expected of a soldier. He’s good at targeting vital points.]

He quickly began listing Hyeji’s strengths.

“No, first of all, Hyeji is quite cute.”

“Hmm. Right.”

“And yet, it has a cool appearance and strength enough.”

“You know a lot.”

Kim Baek-hong looks quite satisfied.

But this is not an exaggeration.

[Aren’t you among the strongest in the world?]

‘I’m so upset. When I think about the power balance, my head feels like it’s going to burst.’

I thought it would somehow work out.

To this extent, it looks like the defense has been somewhat successful.

“Then what kind of feminine charm does Hyeji have?”

[This is unpayable, so I can’t stop it. Just die.]

‘Amy…’

I defended myself and he brought me a guard.

It’s done.

“Uh….First of all, because they’re small and thin, you feel a need to protect them?”

“Then are you a pedophile who lusts after Hyeji’s body?”

“No! Absolutely not! My preference is for an adult body type that is fully developed! Not a child’s body type!”

“Does that mean Hyeji is not femininely attractive?”

The pattern was really crazy.

There was no answer.

When no one said anything else, Baekhong Kim began to speak calmly.

“Anyway, seeing you in person, your appearance is fine, but the rest of it doesn’t seem to suit our Hyeji.”

“……Ahaha.”

I wanted to say something to Kim Baek-hong’s words.

“I wasn’t that worried because Hyeji probably didn’t care about you in the first place.”

“……”

I couldn’t say anything.

“You’re not a bad person, but I don’t think you’d be a good match for our Hyeji.”

“Uh…..”

because.

“Don’t misunderstand. I’m not saying you’re not attractive. I’m just saying you’re not a good fit for Hyeji.”

“Over there…”

Behind Kim Baek-hong.

“Don’t be too discouraged just because you don’t suit our Hyeji. But won’t you meet someone who will recognize your charm someday?”

“Father?…”

Because Hyeji was listening to this conversation with a smile.

“First of all, compared to our Hyeji, your style is not that great.”

“At the back…”

Hyeji’s appearance was truly bizarre.

He was smiling, but he wasn’t smiling at all.

Because the pupils visible between the eyes were so dark and cold as frost.

At the same time, tendons were sticking out from both of Hyeji’s hands.

Because of that, the life of the can he was holding seemed tenuous.

Perhaps he overheard the conversation by chance while trying to bring her something to drink.

And Hyeji’s chilling gaze was focused on one point.

Exactly on the back of Kim Baek-hong’s head.

It wasn’t me looking.

But my instincts were warning me.

Never look at it.

Don’t get involved.

Just run away.

[Never make eye contact! If you do, you will die!]

‘Save me, save me, save me.’

Kim Baek-hong, who still hadn’t figured out the situation, continued to speak.

What I’m saying now might become my last words.

“But you never know? Right now it doesn’t suit you at all, but if you put in the effort, maybe it will suit you-”

– Boom!!!!!

What interrupted Kim Baek-hong’s words were not human words.

The sound of something exploding.

The source was Hyeji’s hand.

It was the sound that occurred when Hyeji burst the beverage can with only her strength.

The liquid inside the can was instantly released and spilled onto the floor.

Of course, Hyeji doesn’t even think about wiping it off and just glares at Baekhong Kim.

Only then did Kim Baek-hong notice Hye-ji’s presence and turn around.

“Huh? Oh, it’s Hyeji. You came. I’m telling Shinwoo about the reality right now.”

“What are you doing?”

A word from Hyeji.

With just those words, the pressure Baekhong Kim had on me disappeared.

At the same time, Kim Baek-hong’s sense of oppression was instantly crushed.

Just like the can of soda that had just slipped out of Hyeji’s hand.

“……Hyeji? Are you angry?”

“Dad. Follow me for a moment.”

Kim Baek-hong, sensing an ominous atmosphere, attempted to escape.

“That’s Hyeji. I think Dad is a little busy now, so I think he’ll have to leave for a bit?”

“Follow me.”

It failed.

Hyeji continued to smile.

As if he were harmless.

But Hyeji’s pressure was not at all harmless.

Even I, who was watching, felt like my breathing was being interrupted.

[It’s scary. If we keep doing this, aren’t we all really going to die?]

‘As long as it’s not me, it’s okay. As long as it’s not me, it’s okay.’

Hyeji began to drag the now quiet Baekhong Kim halfway into the room inside.

The size of the room inside was unknown, but its purpose was clearly known.

Because it said ‘Training Room’.

What we’re going to do now is either a training log or an assault under the guise of training.

The forced silence created by Hyeji.

The only thing that could be heard was the door to the training room opening and closing.

The training room was so soundproofed that no sound could be heard inside.

The only thing you can hear is a slight cracking sound. A strong impact sound.

And only the harsh curses that Hyeji was spitting out could be barely heard.

“Fuck!! Why are you hitting the trigger!!!!”

“Hyeji!! I’m sorry! I was just trying to take the initiative a little bit!!!”

“Shut up, fucking shit!! It’s all ruined!!!”

I couldn’t hear.

Of course, I had no intention of listening.

Because I was scared.

[If this continues, won’t Hyeji end up killing her own father?]

‘I’m not even heir to the throne, so how could I possibly stab my father?’

[Still, this body is uneasy. I don’t want to drift like a wheel.]

‘Let’s do it in moderation. Let’s not get involved in anything.’

The heated encounter between the mother and daughter continued without a break for about 30 minutes.

The act of leaving one’s seat for 30 minutes while a guest is right in front of them.

In some ways, this could be criticized as an act that goes against etiquette.

But I had no intention of interrupting that touching moment.

Because communication between family members is important.

Instead, I wiped up the spilled drinks on the floor and sipped what was left in the crushed can.

[In the meantime, is the drink spilling over!!!]

‘Oh. It’s Pepsi Zero. Hyeji knows a little.’

Before I knew it, even the faint sounds heard in the training room had changed.

The cracking and thumping noises slowly began to die down.

It was like a spinning top that had lost its power source, slowly slowing down and then stopping.

The door to the training room finally opened roughly.

There were two people when they went in, but now only one is coming out.

Yes, it was Hyeji.

Hyeji, who still spews out speculation from all over her body.

I guess it was because I was still angry.

‘I have to be moderate. If I do something wrong, I’ll die.’

[……Isn’t there no option to not attack at all?]

Soon, Hyeji’s gaze turned to me.

“Shinwoo.”

“…Yes, go ahead.”

“Don’t pay any attention to what Dad said.”

“Since you said it with good intentions-”

But Hyeji’s murderous language cut off my words.

As if my opinion didn’t matter.

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Yep.”

After speaking, Hyeji returned to her room.

When Hyeji was out of sight, I sneakily checked inside the training room.

Kim Baek-hong in the center.

But unlike when I first saw him, he was lying half-unconscious and looking so slumped over, which made me feel a little sad.

[Why does this novel seem to be about all the fathers suffering?]

‘I think this is okay since I’m not suffering from pong pong.’

[Well, compared to that theory, she’s a fairy]

He pretended not to see and quietly closed the training room door.