Chapter Index

    There was absolutely no thought that I would be rejected.

    Let’s think about that too.

    Tall, nice body.

    My face looks pretty good now, and even my lower body is strong.

    So what, I don’t have any ability?

    When the world was sane, it was a time of intelligence rather than power, but now it is the exact opposite.

    I have to live it first.

    I have to eat and see.

    Both subjectively and objectively, I was in pretty good condition as I had land and power.

    Truly the best groom!

    Lamborghini of the wedding market!

    I spit out many consolations, but self-deprecatory swear words flowed from my mouth.

    “Ha, fuck… then what do you do…”

    [I don’t want to have a second child for Se-yeon’s sake.]

    [Because it has to be that way.]

    Yuna’s words were still lingering in my head.

    For Se-yeon.

    For my daughter.

    “Is your mother really like that…?”

    Yuna’s attitude of prioritizing her child’s life over her own was something I could not understand.

    You must have received something.

    Parents have maternal love, so they just say that.

    As an orphan, maternal love was an extremely unfamiliar word to me.

    Since I didn’t receive anything, I was worried about whether I could give it back.

    Sohyun and Yeoreum are in love. I definitely love you, but…

    Can I really love that child too?

    Sincerely, with all my heart…?

    Can I put myself first like Yuna?

    The biggest reason I want a daughter may be my instinctive sense of crisis that I will not be able to love a child who resembles me.

    “Ha…. It’s not as easy as I thought.”

    I felt regretful that I might have taken marriage too easily just because we loved each other.

    When you have a headache, there’s nothing better than taking a light walk.

    As I walked towards the parade ground, I thought about my conversation with Yuna once again.

    Because of Se-yeon, I will not have children.

    -> I understand, so let’s get married anyway.

    -> I can’t get married.

    -> Why?

    -> Because it has to be that way.

    why?

    Why did you say it had to be that way?

    You could turn around and ask Yuna right now, but… .

    In the end, I thought it was a problem I had to realize.

    Yuna feels.

    The subtleties of women that I didn’t notice….

    “Hello!”

    A bright greeting that does not match deep concerns.

    I raised my head and faced Darae, who was wearing light sweats.

    A pigtail tied tightly with a rubber band.

    From the three-stripe sweats to the dragging slippers, she had the perfect combination of all three.

    “Are you coming?”

    “….Ugh!”

    Darae’s expression suddenly frowns, but then suddenly brightens.

    Smiley.

    Although it was a forced laugh, it had no particular effect.

    It’s obvious that you’re upset.

    “It would be nice if you at least received a greeting kindly.”

    “It would be great if you paid attention.”

    My first meeting with Darae was quite enjoyable.

    To put it mildly, he was thinking about an alliance even though it was of no help.

    But the timing wasn’t very good.

    My mind is already complicated.

    what…? Do you get a greeting?

    Greetings are crap. You should consider yourself lucky if you don’t get cursed at.

    “Mr. Lee…! Hey!!!”

    “Shut up.”

    “…huh?”

    Unlike yesterday, Darae seemed to sense that my condition was unusual due to my rather aggressive attitude.

    He walks carefully, paying attention, and follows my footsteps.

    “What’s going on?”

    “uh.”

    “What happened?”

    “……”

    As dark wrinkles appeared between his eyebrows, he added hastily.

    “ too…could be helpful!!!”

    I looked the skein up and down.

    “Are you married?”

    “…No!”

    “Then do you have any children?”

    “…No!!!”

    He responds angrily, as if asking an obvious question.

    Darae, who was neither married nor pregnant, did not seem to be of much help.

    “Then that won’t help.”

    “Do you need help with childbirth? Then I can help you…?”

    “What…?”

    When I heard that I could help with childbirth, I grabbed her shoulder and tried it.

    “How?!”

    “Well… So, with my abilities…? Didn’t you know that?”

    Ability to extract various human hormones.

    That was the extent of the power of Darae that I had heard from the Virgin Mary.

    hormone…?

    “Are hormones secreted during childbirth…?”

    “Of course!”

    Darae explained in a heated voice.

    “Oxytonin reduces pain during childbirth and inspires love for the fetus!”

    “Relaxin helps open the pelvis!”

    My mouth drops open as I watch him spit out the names of hormones in detail.

    “Are you really smart…?”

    “I’m a girl who graduated from medical school!”

    “…huh.”

    How can your actions and intelligence level be so mismatched!

    It was an unbelievable shock to hear that I was a medical student.

    “I thought it was at my level at best.”

    “…Hey!!!”

    He huffed in anger, then took a breath and asked the question again.

    “It’s a professional job in its own way. So what are you worried about?”

    “Yeah… it would be better if you were there too.”

    “Wow! I am here to help!!! Ah, hey!!! it hurts!! It hurts!!!”

    Without saying a word, I pressed down Darae’s head and explained my situation.

    As many as 7 lovers.

    Sohyun and Yeoreum are pregnant.

    He said that he planned the marriage as a starting point to celebrate the founding of the nation and its beginning.

    Darae listened to my story, asking a few questions in between.

    “How did you meet?”

    “More.”

    When the name of a lover came up, my story became more and more verbose as I was asked in detail about everything from when we met to how we started dating.

    “Then it’s white flowers, summer. Are things okay between you two?”

    “Not good…”

    Yeoreum hates Baekhwa.

    It wasn’t just the woman who hurt her younger brother, that much.

    The guilt of ignoring my younger brother.

    It seemed like Yeoreum passed all of her guilt onto Baekhwa.

    [It was because of that bitch.]

    [No, that bitch killed my younger brother…!]

    [Oppa, are you taking that fucker’s side now?]

    Even during the process of sending out an exploration mission, Yeoreum clearly reacted harshly.

    He said that he could never put Baekhwa and Gyeoreum together, and that he would rather go with her.

    When I shook my head, Darae clicked her tongue and said.

    “Aren’t you taking women too lightly?”

    “You think it’s easy?”

    “Yes!”

    You think it’s easy… .

    It wasn’t wrong.

    A little dissatisfaction turns into pleasure.

    Big complaints are treated with threats.

    I, who had suppressed all my problems with two types of forces, did not feel like I had a hard time with women.

    “Easy.”

    Even though I’m pressing his head hard right now, he can’t say anything?

    Moreover, when I look at him clearly, he lowers his head.

    “…Ahh!!! really! Anyway, he shows off a lot as a bad boy.”

    Darae lightly slapped herself on both cheeks, then regained her gaze and continued speaking.

    “It’s worth looking at now, and your body is in good shape…?”

    His eyes focused on my pants and he quickly ran away.

    “Hmm… Well, huh…! Even so!!! Don’t take your mother’s maternal love lightly!”

    It was strangely unconvincing eloquence.

    I guess she’s not a virgin.

    “They said it was an arranged marriage.”

    “It’s because of the alliance…?!”

    If nothing had happened, I think I would have caught the pod and made fun of him for a few more minutes, but what is more important now is about marriage.

    I suppressed my boiling sense of playfulness and returned to the main topic.

    “You’re a mother… So what you’re saying is that things will change more after having a child?”

    “Of course!”

    Darae’s next words were a little shocking.

    “Furthermore, as I listen to it, there is something strange… Do you really think that Dayoung is a good girl…? Seriously?”

    “What?”

    Dayoung, who cares only for me and wants to do everything for me…

    He’s a good kid…?

    “Of course he’s nice.”

    He bursts into laughter at my answer.

    “The good girl stole her sister’s boyfriend?”

    “…If I had to be honest, I was the one who took it.”

    “They say that you have to clap your hands together to make a sound.”

    …After hearing that, I realized that it was true.

    Dayoung suffered under her older sister’s shadow her whole life.

    Parents’ love too.

    All the attention and affection from those around her belong to Nayoung.

    Dayoung’s desire for her sister’s things… should we really consider it as 100% pure love?

    “Out of all your girlfriends, does she look like the fox the most?”

    “You have nothing to say, right?”

    I could only nod silently.

    There was also the fact that he was secretly aiming for the position of the royal family.

    In some ways, the fact that I was hoping to get pregnant was a bit of a fox act.

    “But it probably isn’t a bad intention.”

    “That’s right…! That’s how it should be! All I’m saying is assuming the worst.”

    Perhaps I thought I had only talked about bad things, but it ended on a good note.

    “…Uh.”

    Most people all have weak points.

    That person’s weakness.

    Sometimes such weaknesses could become negative points.

    We had to become evil to survive.

    I was not good at dealing with people’s emotions, so I trampled on them.

    Aram surrendered to violence and complied.

    And as if to justify his own weakness, he increasingly made me the object of his faith.

    Nayoung was pure. no? It was as selfish as it was pure.

    To the extent that he expressed his non-combat abilities while saying that he wanted to help me.

    Sohyun… I definitely watched it at first.

    He considered my safety, who was his lifeline, more important than the two miserable slaves.

    Even now.

    still.

    Sohyun’s abilities only respond to my comfort.

    Of course, Hundred Flowers too.

    Even in summer.

    Dayoung, who I heard about earlier.

    “Yuna too….”

    Can I say that I am not projecting my fear of a failed marriage onto myself?

    Darae blocked my path.

    “Anyway! What I want to say is! People are just like that!”

    “Originally everything~~! Yes!!!”

    “I didn’t know I would kill someone…?!”

    Although I felt quite heavy emotions, the tone of my voice was cheerful.

    “…Really?”

    “Yes! Dude!”

    He tapped me on the shoulder as if comforting a friend who had just gone through a breakup, and I burst out laughing at that sight.

    “That’s right.”

    It’s not that people don’t know shit.

    I was born to embody that shit.

    Those bitches called parents scream and run away.

    The director of the orphanage embezzled government subsidies.

    The construction company gave him the same wage but chose him to do more difficult work because he was younger.

    [Hansung is really strong!]

    The words he spat out while handing me a glass of soju as if it were some kind of great compliment remained vivid in my mind.

    “… I guess I forgot something.”

    “Yes….”

    I was literally so happy that I seemed to have forgotten about it for a while.

    Human nature is never good.

    never.

    “Do you know that this is legalism?”

    “I know.”

    “Oh~~ What is it?”

    “If you don’t listen to me, kill everyone.”

    “That…is that so…me?”

    Qin Shi Huang’s legal philosophy.

    He scratches his head as if he is having trouble denying what I said.

    “That’s what they say, that’s right.”

    “Right?”

    “… Crony. I have to decide.”

    Darae playfully raises her hand at my quiet words.

    “What about me?!”

    Of course I ignored it.

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