I, Kang Han-seong, surrender to capital.

A few hours later, my dad took me into the room where Alpha and Beta were.

I couldn’t help but smile at the thought that this building was mine.

‘Is this the perspective of a second generation chaebol with a rich dad…’

All the worries I had until now disappeared at once.

‘The world is so clear and bright. ‘My life too’

“Hahaha.”

As I was holding my back and looking out the window, my dad called me worriedly.

“Siyoon, are you okay?”

“Huh? Of course~”

I got down on my knees and helped dad brush his alpha and beta.

“Si-yoon, do you like money that much?”

“no?”

My father must have seen the lie in my expression and continued.

“Did dad… raise Si-yoon poorly? Why is that?”

Dad, who was brushing Alpha, was seriously worried, and I blurted out the words without thinking.

“I told my grandmother that I only had money to raise myself.”

“…uh?”

“is not it?”

Dad must have thought that too, he said in a trembling voice.

“That… that… that was when I just started talking…”

I had a feeling that something was wrong.

When I think about it, when I heard those words, it was the first time the word ‘Dad’ came out of my mouth.

I shrugged my shoulders and spoke naturally to my dad.

“Do you remember when you were in your mother’s womb?”

“…..”

After thinking for a moment, Dad said as if he had seen it before.

“Ah… up to the age of 4… I see.”

“Yes, yes, I was bored at the time so I played with the long rope.”

My father, who had imagined my words for a moment, looked at me in astonishment.

Then I took out my phone, did a quick search, and found out that I was completely normal.

Thinking that I should be careful for a while, I touched the chest fur of the betta who was showing affection towards me.

As time passed and I turned 5 years old, my height was growing day by day, and now it reached my father’s pelvis.

After seeing me appear in my dad’s music video, I received an offer to model children’s clothes.

I was curious about what kind of clothes there were, and I thought I would like to try them at least once.

“It might be difficult?”

“It’s okay.“

After arriving at the filming site, my dad was holding my luggage from afar.

The cinematographer is looking at me with an expression as if he is in love.

“Jiho, is Siyoon really smart?”

“is that so?”

The director looks at his father and nods his head vigorously.

“Wow… I can’t help but admire it. It seems like the camera is my body.”

“Ahaha…”

After finishing filming, my dad didn’t like what I was filming…

He looked at my photos, nodded to himself, and put them in his wallet.

“Why are you leaving it there?”

“huh?”

“I should leave it with mom.”

Dad looked at his wallet for a moment, then began to think.

“…Wait a minute, Dad will get more photos for you.”

“…..”

I chose photography as a way to comfort my dad.

They say that if you put a picture of me in a box, your mom can see it too…

After arriving home, Dad started cooking.

I sat in a chair and watched my dad cooking, then grabbed the notebook and pen next to him.

Because I learn music so quickly, I chose drawing, which I was the worst at, just to kill time.

However, to a certain extent, this has reached a level where it overwhelms peers of the same age.

“Heh… my talent is…”

“Si-yoon, what are you doing?”

“Draw Dad.”

“really?”

Dad looked at my picture and said nothing for a moment.

“…What is that reaction?”

“…Huh? That’s so cool~ Is this your dad?”

In response to my soulless response, I pretended to tear up my painting.

“No! You drew it so well?! Didn’t you take a picture?! There’s really nothing you can’t do, my daughter~”

Seeing my dad’s reaction, I chuckled and put the picture back in its place.

This means that my drawing skills are far beyond my age. At best, my drawings were at the level of elementary school students.

“Siyoon, is drawing fun?”

“You think there’s something I can’t do?!”

As I was drawing with the pen in hand, my dad smiled and said,

“Siyoon’s mom and dad are both bad at drawing, so Siyun probably won’t be good at drawing either?”

“Nothing is impossible with effort.”

“It’s ridiculous for a 5-year-old to say that.”

My father’s sarcastic tone, and when I looked at him in silence, he was shocked.

“…I’m going to be angry.”

“…uh?”

“You have to succeed at what you’re worst at. Then you’ll be good at everything else too.”

“Hmm… Siyoon? Wouldn’t it be better to do what you do best?”

I nodded, thinking back to the past for a moment.

“So, fighting?”

“…is our Siyoon good at fighting?”

Dad thought my answer was a joke.

“Yes, I’m better than my dad~”

“Hey, how strong is dad?!”

“No, Dad, I’m weak.”

“…..”

Dad suddenly rolled up his arms and stuck out his little finger.

I looked at my dad, wondering what he was going to do.

“Let’s arm wrestle.”

“Break it?”

Dad folds his little finger at my words.

“…sorry.”

While watching my dad cook, I even started drawing.

I didn’t even think about improving my skills, and my drawing speed was only getting faster.

Almost at the level of printing.

Thinking that it couldn’t go on like this, I searched for ‘drawing practice’ on my phone and started drawing accordingly.

“oh…”

While my dad is cooking, he watches me and nods.

Illustration with perfect finger shape.

After finishing the video, I turned my notes to the next page.

And without watching the video, I started drawing what I remembered.

The finger drawn on the note had turned into bean sprouts.

“…..”

“…Foot.”

“…Smile?”

My father flinched at the look in my eyes and avoided my gaze.

I spoke softly to my father.

“dad.”

“…Yes?”

“There are few things you can do better than a 5-year-old, so don’t make others look spoiled.”

“yes.”

I was tired of drawing, so I put my notebook next to me.

My dad, who was watching me, neatly organized the notes I had inserted.

Wherever I stayed, there was always a notebook and pen.

And that was my father’s consideration for me, who was addicted to drawing.

And I still sleep in my dad’s arms.

Because this little dad couldn’t sleep without me.

Now, various people have started coming to the house to play.

Starting with Dayeon’s mother, and even my father’s acquaintances who were shrouded in mystery,

“Grandma, are you going to sleep today?”

“So~ Do you like our Siyoon too?”

“Yes. What about grandfather?”

“He said he would come tomorrow because he was busy~”

I quickly drew a picture and handed it to my grandmother.

My father, who was watching this, began to pay attention to my grandmother.

“Grandma? They look very similar~”

“It’s your dad…?”

“”…..””

Dad’s pupils started to tremble, as if he was suffering from PTSD.

My grandmother looked at my father’s expression and then began to look at me.

When I tried to take the notebook from my grandmother’s hand, she did not let go of the notebook and smiled and said,

“Didn’t your dad look like your grandmother? That’s why you might be confused. Your grandmother also has short hair.”

I looked at the grandmother who was trying to make excuses and spoke softly.

“Hmm… try persuading me a little more.”

“Well… and… your dad looks pretty like Siyoon, right? I thought you were a grandmother because you drew her so pretty~”

I drew a pretty dad because he looked pretty like me, and he was so pretty that he thought it was his grandmother…

‘Is the giraffe picture I drew a giraffe picture, and the giraffe picture you drew something like this?’

If I really had the thinking ability of a 5-year-old, this is an excuse that I would have somewhat understood.

“Honestly, even grandma knows that’s nonsense, right?”

“…I see.”

“Give me my sketchbook.”

In the end, my grandmother couldn’t get a single picture from me.

I made this activity fun, so I gave people a chance to receive a drawing only once a day.

Surprisingly, Dayeon took the most of my drawings.

When I looked back at myself being amused by this, I realized that my body had become a child and even my thoughts were following along with my body.

Now, I don’t even know myself…

I shook my legs, placed Alpha in front of me, and started drawing.

Thanks to repeating it for a year, my drawing skills have improved noticeably.

Nevertheless, it is still at the upper grade level of elementary school students, but it is likely to rise to the level of middle school students soon.

“Si-yoon.”

“huh?”

“Do you want to play an instrument with Dad?”

“I hate it because it’s easy.”

Have you ever heard in your life that you don’t like something because it’s easy?

Dad laughed awkwardly.

“Maybe it’s harder than you think?”

Dad took out the dusty violin.

Dad, who had been dusting off the dust and tuning, got ready to play the violin.

“Dad, do you want me to play the violin in this song?”

“…..“

“Breaking news.”

Just like that, Dad put the violin back.

“If it’s the piano, I’ll play it for you.”

With sparkling eyes, my dad asked me all day which piano I liked.

“Isn’t the grand piano a bit… oversized?”

Dad said it as if it wasn’t like that at all.

“No, the sound is completely different?”

“A digital piano will do.”

Dad looked at the internet site with regret and ended up ordering a digital piano.

“Shall we eat out with Dad today?”

“meat?”

“Of course~”

“good.”

We got ready to go out and went down to the parking lot.

Dad put me in the car seat.

“What are you going to eat?”

“You can look forward to it~”

On the way to the restaurant, CEO Jang Seong-man rode in the passenger seat, and Aunt Ji-eun rode next to me.

As I gave a chic handshake, Aunt Jieun touched my cheek.

“Si-yoon~~”

“it hurts.”

“Huh… I touched it gently…”

I naturally touched my phone and played a movie review.

“Oh… I enjoyed that too.”

I looked at my dad and told Aunt Ji-eun to be quiet, but Aunt Ji-eun was oblivious and spoke out loud.

“Alien vs. Predator, it’s a completely old movie, right?”

“Kim Si-yoon…”

“…huh?”

I quickly put my phone in my pocket.

“Dad told me not to see that.”

“…okay…”

When I looked at my aunt, she avoided my gaze, and my dad said after checking the sight in the rear-view mirror.

“Who are you trying to blame? Siyun saw it?”

“…sorry.”

Dad sighed and focused on driving.

Aunt Jieun quietly apologizes to me.

I ignored Aunt Jieun and looked at my phone.

I intentionally turned up the volume and played the song, and the song rang out in the car.

[Playing is the best~]

“”…..””

Out of a weak sense of defiance, I made a pout that I wasn’t interested in, so my dad looked at me with a disappointed expression.

“No… I like playing the best…”

My dad chuckled at me awkwardly singing along, and I handed the cell phone to my aunt.

“Look at this, aunt. I’m going to sleep. Good night, grandpa. Dad, you can sleep later when you have time.”

I closed my eyes and tried to pretend to sleep, but I really fell asleep.

Because this body fell asleep so easily…