Chapter 86 – A Thrilling Visit to the Prospective in-Laws -8-
“Dad! How did you get here?!”
As soon as Hyeji got off the bus, she asked with joy, and her father smiled lightly and looked joking.
“How long have you lived in Jeongseon? “What time do you get in the car? If you pretend not to look at the timetable, you can pretend.”
“You might get stuck in the middle. Are you taking all of that into consideration?”
“Hyeji. The blocked section and blocked time are always sampled to some extent.”
“Awesome!”
In some ways, it may not be that great. You can find out at what time and how long it takes to get there by car, just by searching on the internet.
However, if you depart at this time, which section will be congested and which section will be most likely to be delayed? Considering that, what time is the most efficient time to leave?
This is information that even AI cannot teach, and only local naturals know.
This is information that allows you to feel the local experience.
The last time I saw you on video, I was a little disappointed that I couldn’t greet you properly, so I bowed politely in hopes of greeting you properly when I met you in person.
“Father, I greet you properly this time. “My name is Hyeji’s boyfriend, Lee Se-gwang.”
When my father saw me bowing his head, he adjusted his hanbok clothes and smiled like a great general.
“Yes, I had a hard time coming.”
My father slightly rolled up his sleeves and offered to shake my hand, and I hesitantly accepted the handshake.
My hands were a lot rougher than I thought. Come to think of it, I heard that he settled down in Jeongseon while helping his grandmother with farming.
“Now, get in the back. It’s quick to get there by car.”
“Oh, yes. Thank you.”
Following my father’s instructions, I loaded Hyeji and my luggage into the trunk of the Musso and opened the door so that Hyeji could get in first.
“Oh, oppa, you’re cool.”
“What is this?”
Hyeji’s compliments always boost my self-esteem.
As soon as I got into her backseat, Hyeji came to hug me tightly and lean on my shoulder. She wondered if it would be okay to do this when her father was watching, but she was polite and thought it would look even weirder to push Hyeji away, so she decided to just stay still.
“It’s nice to see.”
Fortunately, I don’t think I went against my father’s wishes.
Still, just in case, let’s mix in some praise in moderation.
“Father, I felt it even when I was on a video call. “It’s so cool to see you in person.”
At those words, my father laughed and started the car without saying a word. As I was leaving the bus terminal, he quietly looked at me through the rearview mirror and smiled.
“You don’t need to be too nervous. As for the character, I know he’s good in the first place.”
“Ah yes…”
I guess I was very nervous.
For some reason, I didn’t eat a proper meal today and I wasn’t hungry at all.
The place we arrived by car was an ordinary apartment complex. I knew well that my father came from a family that valued Confucianism, as did his attire, so of course I expected a hanok, but I was pleasantly surprised.
After parking, my father got out of the car and headed to the trunk. I activated the ‘A-level successor skills’ I acquired in the military and quickly took my father’s luggage.
“Father, I will take it.”
“Oh my, I’ve come a long way, but I can lift at least one thing.”
“No. Hyeji, I will carry your luggage too.”
“Oh my, aren’t you overdoing it, brother?”
“What are the crowds? “I’m not that weak of a man.”
To be honest, I didn’t come with an incredibly heavy suitcase, and all I had was a change of clothes, underwear, and a swimsuit. Fortunately, Hyeji’s luggage was a bit bulky because she was a woman, but in my case, I just put it in my backpack like packing military gear, so the burden was much less.
It’s too weak to talk too much about something like this.
“You seem very healthy.”
“We are always working hard.”
“Good posture. “Did you say you were a writer of pornographic stories?”
I was momentarily taken aback by my father’s sudden question, but I soon composed myself and nodded confidently.
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Because erotic novels are ultimately about communication between bodies, having a healthy body will result in writing with more vitality and vitality. Isn’t that right?”
Surprisingly, this was indeed true.
As a writer of adult stories, if you only think darkly, you will never produce good writing. Because dirty thoughts surprisingly consume quite a lot of physical and mental power, ironically, they require a higher level of physical strength than when writing a typical novel.
In other words.
This means that you have to be healthy to write good stories.
“Thank you for those kind words. I will work hard to take care of my health.”
It’s a bit funny to talk about health as someone who has just entered their mid-20s, but there is a saying that you should take care of your health while you are healthy.
But how does your father know so much about the skills of a writer of adult stories?
No way…
“Come on, let’s go up.”
However, my father took the lead without giving me time to think,
… This is this, I guess I should try to have a conversation with a man based on the timing?
As I climbed the stairs, opened the front door of Hyeji’s house, and entered, the smell of savory soybean paste and mouth-watering grilled fish wafted through me. My mother came out and greeted me amid the smells of cooking rice.
“Welcome!”
“Mom!”
“Oh my daughter, where did you get such a handsome man?”
“Isn’t it cool?! “For me, my brother is the best.”
Hyeji says yay! She screamed and threw her arms around me and bumped my face. My armpits are sweaty right now, so it probably doesn’t smell that good.
Wait, smell?
‘Seo, surely it won’t be like a manga where a daughter gets wet in front of her mother?’
Fortunately, this time, my passive didn’t seem to be activated on Hyeji because she changed her posture quickly. When the passive is activated, Hyeji’s eyes are different, but she doesn’t seem to be in a state of ecstasy.
Her mother seemed to be familiar with Hyeji’s high tension and patted her buttocks and led her to the bathroom.
“Oh, yes, yes. Go quickly and wash your hands. “Get ready to eat first.”
“Huh! Oh, I’m starving.”
“So why did you miss the bus?”
“Did you miss it on purpose? “The bus left before it was even on time!”
“I guess I wanted to leave work early.”
“I don’t know. It’s unfair.”
“But thanks to my daughter being late, we had a delicious dinner.”
Hyeji’s mother smiled kindly and patted Hyeji’s butt.
After confirming that Hyeji was sharing her story with her mother, I bowed and bowed to her mother.
“Hello mother. Hye-ji says her boyfriend is Se-gwang Lee.”
“I heard a lot about it. “You say you’re a writer of pornographic stories?”
“Ah yes… That’s right.”
“I heard you even won an award for a dirty story.”
“I still lack a lot, but I was lucky.”
“It’s not easy to be sexy and romantic, but I think it’s too much of humility to say that you’re lacking a lot even after doing something so difficult.”
“Yes… ?”
No, wait a minute, my father and I are anxious as to why we know so much about pornographic stories!
There’s nothing that can’t be done, but it’s extremely awkward to keep creating an atmosphere of knowledgeable about dirty talk in a family that seems to have absolutely nothing to do with it.
“I was wondering who Hyeji resembled to make her so pretty, and it turned out that it was because she took after her mother.”
So she said that to change the subject. But it was sincere. Considering Hye-ji’s age, which is in her early 20s, she would have been in her mid-40s no matter how fast you guessed it, but her beauty that made all the ladies of a similar age look like idiots and her body of someone in their 40s made it feel like there was no need for Hye-ji’s paternity. .
“Oh, thank you. “My daughter is pretty because she looks like me.”
“Yes, I really think so.”
“But you’re really bad at cooking, right?”
“Yes… Yes?”
It seems that Hyeji’s inability to cook was quite famous in this house.
Hyeji’s mother smiled and headed back to her kitchen.
“I’m good at cooking too.”
She meant what she said.
The level and depth of flavor was so great that it left a deep impression on a table consisting only of soybean paste stew, grilled croaker, and simple side dishes!
“It’s so, so delicious…” .”
Why didn’t Hyeji inherit this talent?
Whatever she said, the meal was amicable. There may have been a conflict for a while because Hyeji drew erotic pictures, but thanks to that conflict, I felt like this house was closer to each other and understood and cared for each other better.
I could feel that they were really nice people.
After eating a quick cup of tea, Hye-ji and her mother went out to do the dishes. I was thinking of going out, but Hyeji stopped me, telling me not to overdo it, and since her mother had given me another mission, I decided to just leave the kitchen.
“Would you like to play a game of chess with that person? “I sang a song a few days ago to say that I would sing for the first time in a while when my future son-in-law came.”
Organs.
Well, in the military, I played chess when I was bored, so even if I wasn’t very good at it, I was able to compete to some extent.
However, I moved to the living room, laid out the equipment, and started playing chess.
“Did you say Lee Se-gwang?”
“Yes? Oh, that’s right.”
It seems that my father had something else he wanted to say in the name of Janggi.
“My daughter is so pretty, isn’t she?”
“Yes. Honestly, no matter how much I look at it, it’s so pretty that I can’t get used to it.”
“Have other men not flirted with you?”
“Honestly, a lot of people stare when I just walk down the street. It’s so pretty that it can’t be helped, but…”
“Segwang-gun.”
However, my father said as he moved aside the pawn that was blocking the car’s path.
“If those guys confess that they will take Hyeji away, what will you do then?”
Because it was a completely unexpected question, I held my breath for a moment without realizing it. I hope something like that will never happen, but if they come at me, it’s natural to protect Hyeji, even if it means fighting back.
I responded by placing the elephant ‘statue’ flag forward.
“It doesn’t matter. No matter who comes at me, I am confident that I will win.”
“What is the source of that confidence?”
Can I really talk about this?
I thought about it for a while, but it was my father who asked about the size in the first place, and it was strange that he even brought this up.
Only then did I realize why my father asked about the size of my items.
“Perhaps your father…”
Regarding that reasonable inference, my father did not specifically deny it.
“Would you have acquired such a beauty for no reason?”
No. Rather, he was proud.
Well, this is something to be proud of. What’s the point of bragging openly?
This story is a bit… Is it worth listening to?
Because I’m going to the beach tomorrow.
