Chapter 352 – Mother’s Day (4)
Breakfast time as usual.
No… , Mostly the same as usual, but a few differences stand out.
And all the differences came from Jeonghee.
“Madame… , Where are you hurt?”
The way she walks between the kitchen and the table is strange.
Like an injured person, his back and silence followed are bent, and his stride is much narrower than usual.
The awkward posture and the silence followed and hips that twitch excessively today.
I didn’t know what the reason was, but I asked because he seemed injured.
“Huh… ? Aunty is fine… ?”
“… Is it so?”
It’s okay.
It’s not.
It doesn’t look good at all to me.
The expression on his face when he tries to smile and replies that it’s okay is also a bit awkward.
An exaggerated smile as if trying to hide something, and an uncomfortable expression that couldn’t hide it even with that, are proof of that.
Still, she keeps repeating that she’s okay.
“Yeah, Ajumma is fine, so hurry up and eat and go to school.”
After going back and forth between her kitchen and the dining table a few more times with a slightly strained expression and steps, she gently landed on the chair opposite me.
But even that was strange.
“Yes…”
As soon as he sat down, he let out a nasal sound mixed with strange emotions, and then moved his body from side to side with a slight frown on his face.
Have you ever been hurt in your lower back or silence followed and not your leg?
If that’s not the case… , Maybe the ass?
I don’t know exactly which side was injured, but I’m sure she’s feeling uncomfortable somewhere.
“Well, by the way… , Doesn’t Do-jin have class 1 today?”
“… Yes, no.”
“Then why did you wake up so early? Without sleeping a little longer.”
“Ah, I have business with the Association.”
Jeong-hee, feeling something strange and checking my gaze, continues to talk to me.
“Hyeop… Why is the meeting?”
“Have I told you before? They are thinking of creating a guild.”
“Huh… , That, it was.”
“I think it’s about time.”
Nausea and broken speech in the middle of a conversation.
It was clear that something was wrong, but I couldn’t bear to ask.
“Well, then… , Umm, is Dojin going to become the guild leader?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, that’s cool…”
It’s because of the tone of voice.
It was a desperate atmosphere, as if they were asking me not to ask anything.
That’s why I couldn’t help but question myself.
What’s the problem, why are you doing that?
Then one thing comes to mind.
… Could it be that day?
A magical day that comes to women once a month.
“Mmm.”
On that day, it certainly could be.
I heard that there are many people who are engulfed in severe pain every time, but is Jeong-hee the same?
I know this from decades of experience.
In this case, you should not offend the opponent’s planting.
If you don’t want to be prying, then you should.
On my way home in the evening, I should buy some sweets like chocolate.
Women say that if you eat something sweet that day, the pain will go away.
The source is, of course, my ex-wife.
When I was carrying on a conversation with her, albeit briefly, with her, pretending not to care about her as much as she could.
“So what time is it when you go to the association?”
Yu-Jung, who was sitting next to her, suddenly interrupts her conversation by blatantly placing her breasts in my arms.
“Yoojung, you… ?”
Jung-hee frowns at her and glares at her daughter.
Ignoring her gaze, he clings closer to me.
This guy is very determined and runs.
Oh wow, this ignorant guy.
What are you going to do if you live together and provoke me without knowing the day my mom gets her period?
It’s Jeong-hee’s day now, so if you touch him wrongly, even he won’t be safe.
“Maybe… , If there is no problem, I think I will go before lunch.”
“Hehe, then I won’t eat lunch and wait?”
He lifts his head slightly and looks at Jung-hee.
Some terrifying expression.
“… Yes, then.”
Her expression as she glared at me affirming her question changed even more fiercely.
A face like how could you do that.
It’s a bit creepy, but everything goes according to plan.
If you kindle a fire between the two little by little in this way, you will get meaningful results.
However, don’t let it catch fire all at once.
Because.
“Oh my, it looks bad, so don’t eat it.”
“… ?”
“…”
The side dish that I was enjoying without any harm just a moment ago could be taken away.
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Either emotionally or physically.
After finishing a more messy breakfast than usual, I got into the car and headed to the association, not the school.
When I park my car in the underground parking lot and head for the elevator, a familiar face is standing there.
“Welcome, Mr. Dojin.”
It was Yoon Ji-an.
“What did you come to meet me for? I will go up anyway.”
When I ask with a wry smile, she steps over with a hesitant step and meets her eyes.
“That, that… , Therefore… , Bo, I miss you.”
Shy confession.
She immediately stretches out her arms and wraps them lightly around the nape of her neck, tugging at her.
A passionate kiss followed.
“Sigh… , Haeup, chuup, chuup… ♥”
At first, she seemed to be taken aback, but as if she didn’t know when, she followed the movement of my tongue.
By the time the body is appropriately heated in the affectionate entanglement of wanting each other, the lips are separated.
“Haha…”
The sound of her breath.
To her, she answers in a small voice.
“I missed you too.”
“Mr. Dojin… ♥”
If you go a little further, the atmosphere is hot enough that you could have sex in the elevator.
I think having sex in an elevator going up and down would be fun and thrilling, but…
“Are you waiting up there?”
“Ha… , Yes.”
Yoon Ji-an answers with a depressed expression.
Unfortunately we don’t have time.
Since we made an appointment in advance, there is someone upstairs waiting for us, or me to be exact.
“… Let’s get on.”
I climbed into the elevator and whispered in her ear as I lightly brushed her back.
“Hold on a little. I’ll stop by Jian’s house soon… , Let’s do our best then, we.”
Then she asks, pouting her lips.
“… I won’t put up with it unless you tell me the exact date.”
“…”
My words sounded like ‘Let’s have a meal sometime!’ That Koreans usually say to a friend they haven’t seen in a while.
It was only after setting a specific date that she let go of her sullen expression.
It’s still hot and it seems like it’s having a hard time cooling down.
Ding!
[The 15th floor.]
At the end of the conversation, I get off the floor I arrived at.
“Come this way.”
Following Ji-an Yoon, who claims to be a receptionist, they arrive at a conference room.
Smart!
As she knocks on her door, a deep voice comes from inside her.
“Come in.”
Upon opening the door and entering, two people are sitting in a conference room that is not very large.
One person was Kim Seong-tae, the head of the General Affairs Department, whom he met several times.
The other… , It’s the first time with this body, but it’s a person I’ve met a few times when I was Son Si-woo.
A man with a muscular body that makes it hard to believe that he is middle-aged, and a manly smile with a angular face that makes one wonder if there is anyone more suitable for being a man.
My name is Kim Deok-geun.
As a first-generation hunter, he was active in the midst of chaos, then announced his complete retirement about ten years ago, and soon after took the position of director of the association.
Then he raises his huge body and reaches out his hand to me.
“Oh, are you Dojin Kim Hunter? Nice to meet you here. I am Kim Deok-geun.”
“Hello, senior.”
As I politely greeted him and held his hand, he burst out laughing.
“Uh heh heh! What is a senior to a retired old man!”
Even as I say that, the smile does not leave my lips.
I know that guy a bit, but I like hearing from seniors in the same industry the most.
The word director is something like an old man in the back room, so he hates it or something.
“Come on, sit down.”
After greeting and sitting down, I asked.
“Can I ask why you asked to see me, senior?”
“Haha! This friend is a bit impatient, isn’t he?”
Grandpa Deok-geun lightly slams the conference room desk with a big smile.
… Of course, the standard for being light is based on the ability of that nobleman.
Bang bang!
Kim Seong-tae, who saw the desk shaking dangerously as if it would collapse at any moment, dissuaded him.
“Director… , Then another desk is smashed.”
“Oops, I almost made a mistake again. How much did the president of the association say he broke a few desks a few days ago? , No, making a fuss.”
I think I was just trying to say shit.
“Anyway… , You asked straight-forward, so I’ll be honest with you.”
“Yes.”
Kim Deok-geun cleanly erases the smile drawn on his lips.
“I heard that you are thinking about creating a guild.”
“That’s right.”
It wasn’t just what I had in mind, but I definitely made up my mind to create it.
That’s why I found the association today.
But things went awry.
I said that I would stop by for the establishment of a guild soon, but suddenly that nobleman asked to see me.
He leans down and brings his face closer to me.
“That thought… , Can we reconsider?”
What is this again
