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    “Okay, this is the end of class… It’s been a while since you paid attention, right?”

    Thumping the textbook on the desk, Yoon Sia began to organize her luggage.

    In the past, I had a sharp feeling about what I didn’t like during class, but today I didn’t have that feeling.

    “Yes, well…”

    Usually, 20 minutes after class starts, Shin Jeong-ah enters the room and distracts the surroundings, but today she quietly stays in the room to see if something is going on.

    “I was also quiet and enjoyed teaching for the first time in a while.”

    Yoon Sia put the textbook in her bag and smiled.

    Yun Shia took a sip of the remaining drink in the cup and put it back on the desk.

    Water droplets formed on the surface of the cup and flowed along the surface and fell onto the desk.

    “It’s already the weekend. What do you have planned for tomorrow?”

    As I opened the door and went down to the first floor, Inho asked me about my plans for Saturday.

    “I’m the same. Hospitals don’t distinguish between weekdays and weekends. However, my condition has improved a lot these days, so the time I spend in the hospital has been reduced a lot.”

    “Do you think you’ve improved a lot?”

    “Yes. They said that he had regained a lot of energy and that the progress was improving, so additional surgery would not be necessary.”

    “Thank goodness. Really.”

    Hearing Inho’s sincere words, Yunsia looked at him with a deep smile.

    How could he speak so beautifully? I felt like I was seeing a member of society rather than a high school student.

    “Anyway, I have some free time, so I’m going to do some studying over the weekend.”

    Going down the stairs, Yoon Sia said.

    “Studying?”

    Inho was disgusted, and she chuckled.

    “I also have a few exams left. You have to work hard to maintain your scholarship.”

    “Wow… you are really amazing.”

    Inho said in a tired voice.

    “After going to the hospital… I think I’ll study at the cafe I often go to until about nine o’clock, and then go home.”

    Looking up, she remembered tomorrow’s schedule.

    “The second floor there is quiet enough to be perfect for studying. Inho, what are you going to do this weekend?”

    “I should study and then laze around at home.”

    He shrugged.

    “Okay, this time I’ll raise my grades and surprise my parents. Let me get some bonus.”

    She patted his shoulder gently.

    “You’re so snobbish.”

    As Inho narrowed his eyes and glanced down, Sia giggled and went down the stairs first.

    He followed her down the stairs.

    At the end of the second floor hallway, the door to the guest room was slightly open.

    ***

    After sending Yoon Si-ah off, In-ho thought for a moment about whether to have a late-night snack.

    I thought I wouldn’t have anything to do tomorrow, so I had an impulsive desire to eat a full meal and sleep in.

    “Ah… I have to take care of it.”

    He touched his forearm, which had become softer, and soothed his bored mouth with water.

    “……”

    Kang In-ho drank water and looked at the ceiling.

    No, more precisely, I was looking through the floor above the ceiling.

    Am I feeling unwell? He was worried about Shin Jeong-ah.

    After putting the water bottle back in the refrigerator, he turned off all the lights on the first floor and headed to the second floor.

    He headed to the end of the hallway, to the guest room.

    – smart

    I knocked, but there was no sound.

    But there was no way Inho would miss this small show of popularity.

    “Enter.”

    Not asking for permission, Inho counted 3 seconds and opened the door.

    As if looking at a cocoon made by a caterpillar, something was rising above the blanket like a burial mound.

    Judging by its height, it looked like it was covered in a blanket while sitting down.

    “Not feeling well?”

    There was no specific answer to Inho’s question.

    There is only the slight twitching movement of the blanket.

    “Do you want to go to the hospital?”

    I saw him shaking his head under the blanket.

    Inho pressed his finger between his eyebrows.

    While he was at the hospital, he went out for an appointment and was in that state ever since.

    Even if you ask, there is no proper answer. However, it shows like that as if it wants to be noticed.

    The sense of responsibility and sympathy for Shin Jeong-ah is overlaid with Kang In-ho’s characteristic irritation.

    “…What’s going on?”

    He takes a few steps towards her.

    Then, like a carnivorous plant opening its mouth, the blanket spread, and Shin Jeong-ah, wearing sweatpants, pulled him in.

    “Oh!”

    Inho let out a single word and tried to balance himself on one uneasy leg.

    He covered his face by burying it in his chest.

    “Inho.”

    The sound of my own name accompanied by hot breath tickled my heart.

    “Why.”

    He reflexively lowered his raised hand to pat his head.

    That was because it was a habit I used to give to my teacher who would rush into my arms and rub my face.

    Shin Jeong-ah took a breath from his chest.

    She trembled.

    The room probably wasn’t cold or anything.

    “Today… can we really do it? Slowly, slightly, without overdoing it.”

    “…No.”

    Why does it keep doing this? He had a headache.

    No matter how much a man is said to be driven by sexual desire, he is not deviant enough to harbor a desire for a child who appears to be young but has a large age gap with him.

    “Inho, Inho.”

    She finds him before her eyes and touched by her hands.

    “Stay here.”

    Since he was not completely unaware of the psychological anxiety, he responded appropriately.

    “Don’t abandon me. Huh?”

    “Why did I abandon you… I said I would take responsibility.”

    Although it was not his fault, he intends to take responsibility.

    “…….”

    But as if those words hurt him even more, the strength of the arms that were squeezing him became stronger.

    “Even if there is no baby…?”

    Those words muttered very softly and carefully.

    Inho didn’t miss it.

    “What do you mean?”

    Inho didn’t realize that his voice was a little stiffer than before.

    “Ugh… no. I didn’t say anything.”

    Shin Jeong-ah released her arms and pulled her face away.

    Her awkwardly smiling face looked like it was about to collapse.

    “Jeong-ya. If there’s a problem, you have to talk about it… then we can solve it.”

    Suppressing his frustration, Inho gave him some kind advice.

    “Yes, okay. Thank you.”

    She raised the corners of her mouth and gently pushed his body.

    It was a signal to be alone.

    Despite being pushed back by his weak strength, In-ho continued to look at Shin Jeong-ah.

    Are those concerned eyes sweet?

    Shin Jeong-ah said with a smile.

    “I’ll solve it myself this time. And if that doesn’t work, I’ll tell you then.”

    “Uh… Okay, then.”

    “That’s right. What are you going to do tomorrow?”

    “Me? To rest at home. What about you?”

    “I’m going to meet some friends for a while. It’s a dinner date.”

    “Are you late? Where are you going?””

    “It might be a little late.”

    Shin Jeong-ah pursed her lips and added.

    “Cafe… I think I’ll go.”

    Her eyes slightly turned to the side.

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