episode_0268
by adminThe day at my parents’ house began.
Since it was a rule in our house that we all had breakfast together, I forced myself to get up and eat breakfast with them.
There were two things that were puzzling.
One is that I don’t have an older brother.
At first, I thought he had worked overtime at the company because he was the vice president. But later I heard that he had found a separate house and moved out.
I thought you were living together with your sister-in-law, but that’s not the case.
He said he simply did it because he thought his younger sister-in-law would get pregnant and his older brother would be stressed if he was there too.
‘You are kicking out your son because of your grandson.’
Of course, it might have been more comfortable for the older brother.
The second is that Choi Jin-ah participated in breakfast.
It’s really amazing that you’re still hanging around at our house and not going home.
“Dokan year.”
As I muttered like that while sitting on the sofa, Choi Jin-ah glanced at me with her shoulders shaking.
“Hey, are you talking to me?”
“Then who is here?”
“Oh, my mother and the chairman said I could stay. Sa, on the condition that I play nice music to the mother often… … .”
“Oh my, didn’t you come out on TV and brag about being a world-class violinist? That kind of person is always waiting to play at our house?”
“That’s right. Isn’t that great? My concert tickets aren’t something you can get with money.”
“What good will it do to say that now? Even if you’re a performer, wouldn’t it be the same if you listen to it with good speakers?”
The good thing about being at home is that there are people working there.
She came to me like some kind of flight attendant and left me some coffee.
“What?!”
Did I touch a sore spot?
Choi Jin-ah jumped up and clenched her fists.
“Just wait!”
Then he strode briskly to the empty room on the second floor. After a while, he brought out a case that seemed to contain a violin.
The case itself was a luxurious item I had never seen before.
“This case was handcrafted by an Italian craftsman.”
“I am also a son created by my mother.”
Choi Jin-ah, who was glaring at me as if to ask what my concern was, takes out her violin.
“Hoo.”
The performance started with a deep breath.
The refreshing and cool music that is perfect for waking up in the morning is also a great source of strength for employees who are busy working.
A performance by a world-renowned violinist to signal the start of a calm day.
Before I knew it, my sister-in-law came and closed her eyes tightly and became absorbed in it.
‘You’ve adapted surprisingly well.’
At first, I was worried whether my sister-in-law, a famous internet broadcaster, would be able to get along well in our patriarchal household.
Looking at you now, you seem to be doing well. You’ve gained some weight and your skin is firm.
“Hoo.”
The performance was over before we knew it.
As the passing servants and the younger sister-in-law applauded Choi Jin-ah, she bowed and greeted her gracefully.
It would have been quite elegant if it weren’t for the pajamas.
I have no idea where the hell I got those bunny pajamas.
Is this yours?
“How is it?”
Choi Jin-ah is being smug.
If I, a layperson when it comes to classical music, find it enjoyable to listen to, then Choi Jin-ah is definitely a talented performer.
“That’s amazing.”
“After.”
Let’s be honest and praise Choi Jin-ah shrugs her shoulders.
Since the last class reunion, I felt that Jinah Choi’s emotions had become more diverse.
“But it’s a bit disappointing.”
“… … Yes?”
Choi Jin-ah’s body, which had been feeling proud, stiffens.
“Personally, I don’t really like classical music. I haven’t listened to it much.”
Isn’t it rap or idol music that has penetrated deeply into our lives rather than classical music?
“Can’t you sing an idol song? Something like Miloki’s Sugar Love.”
“Oh, that’s good? The young master is into idols?”
My sister-in-law, who is sensitive to trends, caught it right away. It was a new female idol group that came out, and the song was pretty good.
“Actually I don’t know, but the YouTube algorithm showed them in swimsuits. So I watched it.”
“… … Don’t you say anything when you see something like that?”
My younger sister-in-law doesn’t bother to mention what anyone says because she knows about my complicated love life.
“We watched it together.”
But I am Kim Woojin.
When someone puts common sense into their mouth, they are the one who surpasses it.
“You saw it together?”
“Yes, we just saw it together. I asked if that swimsuit was okay. I asked if it felt like that when we went out to play this time.”
“… … The master is truly amazing.”
“It’s okay if you’re just looking at it for data collection purposes. You just have to avoid looking at it with a sinister gaze.”
“How can you be so shameless?”
In the midst of a high-class conversation since morning, Choi Jin-ah suddenly places the violin on her shoulder again.
He had a Bluetooth earphone plugged into one ear, and it seemed like he was listening to some music.
There was no hesitation.
Wow, a lively song by a female idol burst out with a violin.
“Yeah, this is good.”
He enjoys playing the instrument while shaking his shoulders, and his younger sister-in-law next to him also cannot contain her excitement.
“Oh, look at what it’s doing to your body. I haven’t been able to hear any of these songs because I’ve been here, but my Tuntun likes them too because it’s his mom’s style.”
Taemyeong was Tuntun.
anyway.
It’s funny to see a pregnant woman happily enjoying a girl idol song.
My younger sister-in-law, who was an internet broadcaster, probably liked songs like this a lot.
You probably couldn’t hear it because it was so loud.
I feel like this is a bit of a mixed bag, but I guess it’s okay as long as it sounds good.
After the performance.
“Hoo! Hoo!”
Jinah Choi, out of breath, greeted me again elegantly.
This time there was a slightly louder applause, and the younger sister-in-law showed a much better response than the classical performance just before.
“Wow, I feel so energetic. It’s hard to control my shoulders from shaking.”
My sister-in-law is still not old enough to be considered old.
To be honest, I like this kind of music more than classical music.
“Oh, what do you think?”
“Can I sing an old song? Flying Turtle. Is that okay? I want to hear it after a long time.”
“Do you think I’m an MP3?! I’ll stop now!”
That’s too bad.
Choi Jin-ah puts away her violin, saying she’s done for now.
Well, that doesn’t really matter.
“I’ve been curious since earlier, but what on earth are those pajamas?”
“… … .”
I couldn’t help but ask where the bunny pajamas came from and why they were wearing them like that.
“Ah, it’s mine. I often wore it on broadcasts, but Jinah didn’t have anything to change into, so I lent it to her.”
“I, I didn’t want to wear something like this either.”
Then just go home.
I wanted to say something, but I held back.
Anyway, I just now realized through her performance that she is here.
* * *
Time passed and it was dinner time.
“I’m so bored.”
It hasn’t even been a day since I stayed at my parents’ house.
It was definitely comfortable for me as I had an injured right leg.
Because she prepares meals for me, and I don’t have to do things like laundry or dishes.
It feels like you just have to exist, literally.
The problem was that it was too boring.
‘I’m so fucking bored.’
Even when I call the kids, they say they are busy and I can’t have a proper conversation.
Even if you talk for a long time, when it eventually gets disconnected, boredom sets in again.
I asked for a computer to be installed in the room like Seo Ye-rin said, but it looks like they’ll do it tomorrow.
“I’m bored.”
I’m just rolling around on my bed in my room, playing games on my phone.
dripping.
“Mr. Woojin? The bathroom is empty.”
Choi Jin-ah sticks her head out.
He was steaming hot from a recent bath, and he was still wearing the bunny pajamas I saw him in this morning.
Even if you pretend not to like it, maybe you secretly liked it.
“The bathhouse is nice.”
When asked while getting out of bed, Choi Jin-ah answers with a warm smile.
“Yes, I didn’t know you had such a big bathroom at home.”
“Aren’t you home?”
“We didn’t have it. I know there is one at the villa, but we didn’t go there.”
As we talk like this, I really feel like we are a chaebol family.
It’s like talking about whether or not there’s a bathroom in the house.
I can’t go into the bathhouse because of my legs, but I feel bad and at least wash up in the bathhouse to cheer myself up.
I was playing music on my phone when I got a phone call in the middle of it.
– Seo Ye-rin –
“Hello?”
– Woojina! What are you doing?!
They said they were filming earlier, but it looks like it’s over now. Their excited voices make me laugh too.
“I’m washing.”
– Shower? That’s gross!
“It doesn’t feel particularly lewd.”
– Wouldn’t it be weird if I said I was showering?
“… … It’s gross.”
– Hehe!
The thought of water running down my sternum and buttocks made my lower body stand on end.
The good thing is that I’m alone.
– Ah, I haven’t seen you in a day and I already miss you, Woojini. We were really nice when we lived together.
“Yeah. I miss you too.”
– Shall we video call?
“I’m washing up?”
– Hmm? So that’s what I’m suggesting.
“… … .”
– No. If you look at it, it looks like it’s going that way now.
I was worried that if we switched to video calls, we would cross the line again, so I decided to just refrain from doing so.
– Did you talk to the other kids?
“Everyone was busy. We hung up shortly.”
I couldn’t talk for long because I was washing up. Anyway, Seo Ye-rin had just finished work and was tired.
Anyway, it was a time that gave me some salt in an otherwise boring day.
As I went out to the living room while drying my hair, the first thing that greeted me was the blast of the air conditioner.
‘By this time, father and mother should have both gone in.’
The employees have already left work.
I wondered who was in the living room, and it turned out to be my sister-in-law, Choi Jin-ah, and senior Joo-hee.
“Huh?”
A very random combination.
My sister-in-law was playing a game on a large TV in the living room with a game console connected to it.
Senior Joohee and Jinah Choi are also working hard while holding the gamepad.
“What are you doing?”
I asked because I never imagined that such a scene would unfold in my living room.
My sister-in-law explains with an awkward smile.
“Ah, when my parents-in-law were asleep, I would often sneak out here and play games. Joohee and I too.”
Joohee?
“I became close with Joohee because she was the only bodyguard of similar age to me.”
“Oh, I see.”
I was going to just gloss over it, but when I actually watched the game, it looked fun again.
Plus, watching games on a big TV makes me feel a little antsy.
Come to think of it, I had something to say to senior Joohee, so I joined in naturally.
“But because of this, I feel like I’m a college student too.”
My sister-in-law is happy as she vividly recalls her college days.
The age difference isn’t that big, so it can’t have been that many years.
“When we used to get together, we would chat a lot. Is it still like that now?”
“Well, it’s similar, right?”
“I don’t go to college.”
Choi Jin-ah probably doesn’t go often because she’s busy running around. There’s a separate system in place for those kids, so they graduate and stuff.
“I think MT is coming! When we were young, we used to drink and tell stories about our first loves. What do you think? I want to hear stories about the three of you’s first loves!”
To the bombshell statement from my sister-in-law who knew nothing about it.
I felt both Joohee and Jinah Choi’s gazes turn towards me at the same time.
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