Special child

He vows revenge on his father’s different parenting style from before.

I approached my father in the studio he had set up at home.

My father sensed my presence and turned around.

I smiled and handed the dozens of sheets of A4 paper in my hand to my dad.

“…..?”

“I organized it because my dad told me to.”

Dad seemed to want to show his adult side, but he looked at the game list report I had organized without saying a word.

“…..”

Dad, feeling dizzy after seeing a paper full of writing written on it for the first time in a long time, covers it and nods.

“My daughter worked hard on it~”

It seemed like he was thinking of just moving on, so he made eye contact with his father and said.

“I’m quite sincere, so I wrote this down for 5 days. I tried to follow my dad’s instructions, but I have to show him too. Don’t just read it roughly, memorize it all. I’m going to take the test.”

“…uh?”

I filled the report with jargon to make it difficult for my father to understand.

“For every question you get wrong, you get 10,000 won in pocket money.”

“…..”

Dad still doesn’t understand the situation.

You might think I’m joking, but I’m not at all.

“There are a total of 500 questions.”

“Siyoon?”

“I already created the problem. I remember the details, and this… Dad brought it on himself.”

“…..”

“I researched and wrote it for 5 days, and if you don’t do it right, you might be disappointed, so study.”

“…daughter?”

“I will give you as much time as I have researched. The exam is in 5 days.”

Dad couldn’t say no until the end.

Because he watched me happily writing a report in front of the computer…

I glanced at my dad, whose expression had changed into one of despair, and hummed as I picked up my cell phone and went up to the second floor.

Kim Ji-ho headed to the house next door carrying the print his young daughter had given him.

-“Who are you?”

“I am Si-yoon’s father.”

-“Ah! Come in.”

The door opened, and Jiho Kim took heavy steps.

“Oh my god!”

Ga-yeon came running and welcomed Kim Ji-ho.

And just as Ga-yeon was worried that she might fall, Dayeon was looking after her.

“Hello Ga-yeon~, nice to meet you too Dayeon~”

And Lee Jin-seok makes eye contact with Kim Ji-ho.

Lee Jin-seok, who immediately caught Kim Ji-ho’s expression, nodded.

“Honey, I’ll be in the study with Jiho.”

“is it so.”

Kim Ji-ho followed Jin-seok Lee into the study with slumped shoulders, as if he was being dragged to a slaughterhouse.

Inside the study, Kim Ji-ho, who had been silent, spoke up.

“older brother…”

This is Lee Jin-seok, who has already checked the print in Kim Ji-ho’s hand.

“That… no way…”

Ji-ho Kim wordlessly handed over the A4 paper to Jin-seok Lee.

On the cover was clearly written “Game Report” in bold letters.

Lee Jin-seok, who had just skimmed through it, remained silent.

No matter who sees it, it is a report designed to give Dad a ‘Big Fuck’.

Although Lee Jin-seok was familiar with the report, it was full of terms he had never seen before and was written in what appeared to be 8 to 10 point letters.

To put it simply, it seemed harder to read than a dictionary or Bible.

“…..”

“I will give you 500 questions…”

“…inside here?”

Jinseok Lee, who was reading roughly, was told that if he was to submit 10 questions per page, which seemed to be about 50 pages, he should just memorize them all.

“yes…”

“…sorry.”

“No… I ordered it. As someone who watched Siyun make it all day long… I couldn’t say I didn’t do it.”

“…..”

“As Siyun’s father, I should study to repay Siyun’s efforts, but… I’ve never studied before…”

Lee Jin-seok looked at Kim Ji-ho, who was drooping in silence.

“If there were 500 questions… regardless of the study method… I would have to memorize the entire amount…”

“ha…”

“How long?”

Lee Jin-seok asked for help or at least advice, but Kim Ji-ho’s answer made him even more gloomy.

“5 days… I’ll give it to you…”

“Huh… It would be better to look at the problem secretly…”

Kim Ji-ho looked at Lee Jin-seok with wide eyes.

“I made a mistake… If it were Siyun, she wouldn’t write it down somewhere, it would be in her head…”

“Even if there is… cheating is a bit too much for a father…”

Hansung, the second largest business in Korea, the place where important matters for the group are decided, the study of Jinseok Lee, the CEO of Hansung.

There, two married men began to worry about their child.

After using Jihoon to stop the big kid’s confession, the other kids started looking at me with strange eyes.

These little kids don’t hesitate to tell me that my house is really poor, that I’m pretending to be pretty, and that I’m a womanizer.

There were even rumors that she had plastic surgery.

‘Eight… years old?’

In particular, the little girls noticed me and avoided me.

“her…”

Park Ji-hoon became friends with the boys in gym class.

The kids cling to Jihoon every break, and it’s noisy because they’re sitting next to him.

“We have similar mental ages, so…”

“If you’re jealous, say you’re jealous, even though you don’t have any friends.”

“…?”

Looking around, yes.

On my 8th day of school… I realized something.

Being ‘bullied’…

“Huh…”

I didn’t care, but I was starting to get annoyed by Park Ji-hoon, who was sneaking glances at me from the side.

As the class progressed and I was mindlessly reading a novel, the Korean language teacher spoke.

“Kim Si-yoon.”

Perhaps because I am a superstar among young teachers, most teachers know my name.

“yes.”

“Are you reading novels during class?”

A teacher who speaks with a straight face.

“sorry.”

I don’t mind the little kids giggling.

However, as I look at Park Ji-hoon next to me with a fucking expression on my face, I am running out of oxygen due to anger.

Was this little bastard really this unlucky? I thought about it for a while.

Then the Korean language teacher, who thought he was ignoring him, got angry.

“Kim Si-yoon! Read page 104 out loud!”

“ah…”

It’s good to see the kids around you giggling.

Why is this bastard next to me splitting his teeth? For the first time in a long time, the blood in his head is starting to subside.

Without even thinking about opening the book, I recited the beginning of page 104, ‘The Rabbit and Growing Up.’

“”…..””

Realizing that I wasn’t even opening the book, I opened the Korean language book, but it was the same as not looking at it.

Even though I wasn’t reading a book, not even a single word was wrong, so the Korean language teacher, who was speechless, sat me down.

I bowed my head to the Korean teacher as an apology as the atmosphere became tense due to my rude behavior, and when the Korean teacher saw me, he nodded silently and continued the class.

I naturally opened the Korean book to page 104 and stepped on Park Ji-hoon’s toes.

“Quaaaak!!!”

“What are you talking about!!!”

Park Ji-hoon was forced to leave the classroom, much to the anger of his Korean language teacher.

Five days of waiting and adjusting to school have passed.

My dad has been looking at the print for the past 5 days.

I had to make it new four times.

I remember it once I saw it, but my father studied it with all his heart, as if he had made up his mind to do so.

“This is a problem.”

“…huh.”

My father must have been studying even after putting me to bed, and his eyes were full of dark circles.

I spoke to my father to distract him from his concentration.

“Are you thinking about how to get revenge?!”

“no way…”

My dad’s appearance and reaction seemed to me like he was preparing for the second round.

“No, it’s okay. No matter how Dad reacts now, he will only continue to cause problems in the future. As a daughter, I also have to follow Dad’s changed parenting policy.”

“…sorry.”

I smiled and started the stopwatch on my phone.

“30 seconds per question, a total of 4 hours and 10 minutes.”

“Huh?! Not until dinner?”

“It’s been 30 seconds now.”

“Where is this? You are notified of the test time and then you take the test.”

“…I never said until before dinner… Okay, it’s 9 am now, so I’ll give you time until dinner time. Take your time.”

While I was watching a movie with wireless earphones in, my dad spoke to me.

“…Is this… a question you are asked to guess?”

The problem that my father pointed out with his finger,

This is a question that is clearly incorrect.

– Maple Leaf Game, Boss Monster Ryan, exclusive item drop probability is.

– The probability of getting 9% strength from a soul stone among maple leaves and items is.

“Yes, it was all written down.”

“…..”

“Don’t be upset, I made it without looking at the printout I gave my dad when I asked for the problem.”

‘Give in to this overwhelming memory, you young father. Huhuhu’

Dad’s concentration was honestly amazing.

I spent 6 hours just focusing on the problem and solving it.

“Whew…”

“I’m hungry.”

Even while he was fighting with me, my dad couldn’t help but feel restless when he said he was hungry.

“Uh…? What should I do?”

In the end, my dad tried to get up to feed me,

I chuckled at my dad’s reaction.

Dayeon and Lee Jin-seok happened to come to our house to play.

I already knew it was coming, and Lee Jin-seok’s hands were full of food.

Jinseok Lee, who handed the sandwiches to my dad and me, looked at the problem behind my dad for a moment and then shook his head.

“Si-yoon… the problem is, ugh…”

“What.”

When I looked at him with eyes that said, ‘If you throw up, you’ll end up sitting there just like your dad,’ Jinseok Lee remained silent.

“…..”

Jinseok Lee leaves coffee and snacks next to his father so as not to interfere with his test.

Time passed, and when 6 p.m. arrived, Dad stretched out.

“I’m done!”

I heard my dad’s voice and took out my earphones.

“Really? Grading?!”

“Wait! Let’s make a promise with dad before grading.”

I looked at my dad.

“One minute per question, and Si-yoon plays the number of times Dad got it wrong.”

“Nope?”

My dad seemed to be trying to win me over by coming, so he threatened me rather than threatening me.

“…Then, just pretend you didn’t have any pocket money.”

“Okay, let’s do it.”

Dad was speechless at my cool answer.

“…..”

When I tried to look at my dad’s answer sheet, he stopped me.

I said while looking at my dad.

“Dad, if you can’t get even half right, it’ll be more than 4 hours and 10 minutes. Do you think you’re confident?”

I know that I am a diamond spoon, and as long as I have Lee Jin-seok’s black card in my wallet, I will not give in to capital.

“Siyoon… 4 hours is a lot…”

“Why are you setting a time? Just do it when you have nothing else to do!”

“…Are you confident in turning it off when your dad tells you to turn it off? You’re going to say you only did it for a few hours…”

After thinking for a moment with my arms crossed and my chin resting, I admitted that my dad was right.

“…I see.”

“As we always do, we find common ground.”

“Is that four hours?”

“2 hours.”

Does he think he can be like Tanus, the villain of a hero movie?

In the time I had been cut in half, I saw a person in my father who I should not have seen.

Park Ji-hoon, you bastard.

“Wow… I almost swore, Dad.”

“…..”

Dad must have been confident that he would get more than 3/4 correct.

“Let’s do it this way.”

Dad looked at me with eyes full of dark circles.

“Finish this test within your pocket money, and when Dad tells you to stop, think about the reasons.”

“…okay.”

“Okay, but why do you need so much pocket money?”

The original goal was to be as smart about the game as my dad was wrong, but I couldn’t say it like that.

I quickly found an excuse and answered.

“I have to do this to get Dad motivated and take the exam seriously.”

“…..”

“Grading?”

Only then did my father take his hand off the answer sheet.

Perhaps because I am a father whose job is to write lyrics, the descriptive answer was very emotional.

When I was grading and got the first mistake, my dad said,

“Isn’t that right?!”

“The print I gave you, page 23, line 17.”

Dad took the print, checked it, and was speechless.

After that, when it started raining on the exam paper, my father’s face became stained with despair.

At the sight of me cheerfully drawing with a red pen, my father’s pupils fluttered as if he had been traumatized.

“Si… Siyoon, should we stop? Dad will give you a lot of pocket money.”

Dad was more wrong than I thought, to the point where I don’t know where the basis for his confidence came from.

Dad must have gotten more questions wrong than he could have guessed, so he took the test paper with both hands.

I opened my small hand as if asking for a test paper.

“Si… Siyoon?”

“Give it to me.”

Dad closed his eyes tightly and handed me his test paper.