episode_0303

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“Doesn’t the injury from yesterday still remain?”

Kang In-ho asked after seeing Kim Seong-ah’s stumbling steps.

“…It’s not like that.”

She came down the stairs at a slow, tortoise-like pace and carefully sat down in front of the table.

Then he sniffed and looked around the kitchen.

“What’s wrong?”

When Kang In-ho asked about the sight of her sniffing like a dog, Kim Seong-ah shook her head.

“Just like that. As expected, I think you look good in the kitchen.”

“Why, let me be your housekeeper forever?”

“Yes. I will use you as a housekeeper forever.”

“Did you sleep well? Is there anything uncomfortable?”

“…I’m a little restless, so I’m going to sleep a little more after breakfast.”

“If you sleep right after eating, you will get esophagitis.”

He gave her serious advice as he handed her a plate with ham and cheese toast on it.

“That damn esophagitis…”

She muttered happily as she took the plate.

As she was about to take a bite of toast, Kang In-ho also sat across from her, holding his own plate.

When I touched the outside of the golden brown bread with a fork, it made a crunchy sound.

“Perfect.”

Feeling proud of himself, he also cut the toast to size and put it in his mouth.

“It’s delicious as expected.”

She said, wiping her mouth with a tissue.

“I missed your food.”

“Food only?”

Smirking, he took another bite of toast, and Kim Seong-ah smiled and said, looking at him.

“I missed everything about you.”

“I’ll pretend. What happened this morning…”

When Kang In-ho received words that were too heavy to accept lightly, he got irritated and avoided his gaze.

Despite the indirect expression of rejection, Kim Seong-ah opened her mouth again without any sign of disappointment.

“Mister, I have a question.”

“What is it.”

“Well… you have an ex-girlfriend.”

She glanced at me and spoke.

“You….”

As his face suddenly hardened, Kim Seong-ah waved his hand.

“No, it’s not like that! I’m just curious… I’m sorry if I offended you. I just have something I’m really curious about.”

“Hehe… What do you want to ask?”

He pressed his temples to calm the sudden headache.

“Well… was your ex-girlfriend a teacher?”

“Teacher? Are you talking about your job?”

“Should I say job…? Anyway.”

“I was just an ordinary office worker.”

Lifting his head up, he remembered.

“Not a school or academy teacher?”

“I don’t know why I keep asking, but no.”

“Ah… then what is it.”

Her jaw slowed as she chewed her toast. His eyebrows were furrowed, giving him the appearance of thinking deeply about something.

“But why am I suddenly curious about that?”

When Kang In-ho looked at her with salty eyes, she straightened her back as if she was nervous.

When his gaze didn’t break, she lowered her gaze to the right and muttered.

“He… he was talking in his sleep.”

“Sleep talking?”

“Yes, I came out briefly to go to the bathroom in the early morning, and I heard him talking in his sleep.”

“So much so that you can hear him talking in his sleep outside the door? It’s strange.”

When he opened his eyes and asked again, Kim Seong-ah closed his eyes tightly and raised his voice.

“So, are you saying I’m lying?”

“No, I didn’t mean that… Why are you so irritable? Like….”

[It’s like looking back at me when I was young.]

He swallowed his words.

“[As if] What?”

“No. Anyway, what did you say in your sleep that makes you ask about your ex-girlfriend?”

“I said [Master].”

“[Master]….”

Kang In-ho’s eyes sank. He leaned his bowed body against the chair.

“…….”

He took some time to think with his mouth in unison.

“Huh, indeed.”

Then he chuckles.

“What’s funny?”

“No, I wanted to see you so much that I wondered if you would appear in my dreams.”

Kim Seong-ah bit her lower lip as she saw him laughing.

“…I guess we were very close.”

“We were close… Um, yeah. We were close. Because we spent a lot of time together.”

“Well, I see.”

Her hand on the table clenched into a fist.

“Why are you Master?”

“Because you told me this and that? It’s thanks to Master that I can fight this well.”

“I guess he was some kind of gym instructor.”

“Uh… Well, it’s similar.”

“If it’s right, it’s right. What’s similar?”

“You wouldn’t know even if I told you.”

“…….”

Kim Seong-ah bit into the toast again.

Chewing nervously with her cheeks puffed out, she asked him before she had even finished eating.

“Is that girl pretty?”

“Pretty.”

When the answer came back immediately, she got up and headed to the refrigerator.

“What do you need?”

“Milk!”

She answered in a bright voice, took out a carton of milk from the refrigerator and brought it to her mouth.

“Hey, don’t drink with your mouth.”

Although he stopped her, Kim Seong-ah did not hold back.

In one gulp, the milk ran down her throat, a few stray drops leaving her lips and running down her throat.

“Ugh, you drink it all.”

When he hinted that he would not be able to stop her, Kim Seong-ah huffed and returned to her seat.

“Mister, it’s too much.”

“What.”

“You know that I like you.”

“So?”

“Then, at least you shouldn’t talk about other women in front of me!”

“What nonsense. You asked.”

“No! Not that one. He just said I was pretty. huh? Just like this. I vaguely recall memories, huh? Well, you can’t do that! Without morals!!”

“It is commercial morality and nabal. Get the milk off your mouth. Now, here’s some toilet paper.”

“Ah, thank you. …profit! Is milk important now?”

“It’s important. First, wipe your mouth. It’s ugly.”

“…is it very ugly?”

“Not a lot, but a little.”

Seongah Kim wiped her mouth thoroughly with a tissue. Then he continued talking to her.

“Just because you like someone doesn’t give you any right to force your feelings on them.”

“…….”

“If you like someone and want to win that person’s heart, it would be a good idea for you to put in the same amount of effort and show courtesy.”

“To attack Mr.?”

“No, it’s a story about a typical relationship.”

“Hmph!”

After the verbal battle was over, the two focused on eating again.

The excitement of the conversation, which had boiled over in an instant, gradually began to cool down.

“Ah, I enjoyed it.”

He ate the toast before Seongah Kim and stood up, holding his plate.

As he put the dishes in the sink and turned to the refrigerator, Kim Seong-ah asked him again whether he was tired.

“Mister, how many times have you been in relationships?”

“Once.”

“It’s less than I thought.”

“Then how many times did you do it?”

“…Have you not tried it yet?”

“Sloppy.”

“ik! I’m still 20 years old, and you’re over 30. Who knows, if I think about the future, I might have more!”

“Seong-ya. There are some people who can’t date even once until their thirties.”

Kang In-ho said in a calm voice. At first glance, his eyes seemed to contain an emotion called sadness.

“Is there someone like that who can’t date until they are 30? Anyway, this story is over. Well, then how many times have you had some?”

“Some?”

“Don’t you know?”

“No, I know. Some….”

He stretches out his hand, folds his fingers, and counts.

Watching the fingers fold one by one, Kim Seong-ah gritted her teeth harshly.

“Oh, but.”

As he was counting the numbers, he looked at Kim Seong-ah and asked.

“Is confinement PT also a romance?”

Kim Seong-ah wrinkled her face as she saw him asking a question she had no idea about.

What nonsense are you talking about? This guy.