Chapter 193 – Chapter 193
The next morning, Baeksan’s mansion.
It was a bit early to even call it morning, and Do-gyun and Eun-chae were heading there to Baek-san.
Do-gyun felt a deep worry welling up inside him.
It was because he had to leave Eun-chae here alone.
Today is Friday. Your own work day. I wanted to stay by Eun-chae’s side because of the rising worries, but I can’t pay the monthly rent because I have work to finish today.
Eun-chae, whether aware of Do-gyun’s concern, was moving her steps, scattering her excited energy throughout her life.
After walking like that for a while, we arrived at the door at the end of the corridor, and when the housekeeper knocked on the door, Baeksan’s voice came out from inside.
– Come in.
Do-gyun felt the tension rise as the door opened slowly, and went inside and greeted Baek-san.
“Hello.”
“Yes.”
Baeksan answered while standing by the window and staring blankly out.
Eun-chae’s greetings followed.
“Hello, President.”
At that, Baeksan’s body slowly turned around.
Do-gyun was excited by Eun-chae’s greeting in casual words, but luckily Baek-san, perhaps not offended by the greeting, spat out the same answer again.
“Yes.”
A breath of relief escaped Do-gyun’s mouth.
Baeksan looked at Do-gyun, who exhaled, revealing his anxiety, and then spoke again to Eun-chae.
“Are you going to be alone?”
“Yes, Mr. Bee is going to work today.”
“… Yes.”
Do-gyun looked at his sparkling eyes alternately between silver-chae and blunt Baek-san, then closed his eyes tightly.
‘Please… !’
May it pass without incident!
*
Do-gyun has gone.
Left alone with Eunchae in the living room, Baeksan sat down on the sofa and looked at Eunchae, who was staring blankly at him.
Just as Baeksan knew Eunseol, he knew everything about Eunchae and the rest of the personalities.
You were right in saying you couldn’t know. It was he who wanted his granddaughter’s doctor, so naturally he was seeing all the treatment progress.
From what I heard, a personality that was separated from her young granddaughter. The granddaughter of those days could not grow up and had a fixed personality.
Baek San-eun looked at the granddaughter of the time when he turned away, the granddaughter of that moment when he only grew up.
Doesn’t he hate himself? He came up with such a thought, but Baeksan was convinced when he remembered the man without ambition who brought his granddaughter.
Maybe that’s what he did.
He must have done what he should have done earlier, what he could not have done in the end.
Baeksan felt a strange feeling welling up inside him at that fact. He felt what you might rightly call guilt.
It was at that moment that Eunchae’s words came out.
“President.”
Baeksan made eye contact with Eunchae again at the words he heard.
Eunchae looked at Baeksan looking at her, and took out a bundle of cards from her bag, her eyes shining brightly.
“Duel.”
A word spoken by holding out a card. At that, Baeksan’s head tilted.
“What is it?”
“… ?”
Eun-chae made a shocked face at Baek-san’s questioning answer.
“Don’t you know the dueling?”
“I do not know.”
“Are you the president?”
“I do not know.”
Eun-chae felt despair as if the world was collapsing, and opened her mouth with a ‘heh’.
Oh my God, how could the president not know about dueling? Isn’t it ‘common sense’ for the president to be good at dueling?
Apparently, Bee-sama said that the president was the strongest in Duel, but did Bee-sama lie?
Eun-chae’s body trembled at the rising sense of betrayal.
Eun-chae thought. There’s no way that Do-kyun lied, so the president must have been wrong.
“… Fake president.”
That grandfather is not the president, but a fake president.
Eun-chae put on the most angry expression she could and she glared at Baek-san.
Baeksan felt a deeper suspicion when Eunchae suddenly started glaring at him.
His eyes turned to the stack of cards.
It’s probably a children’s toy. The little granddaughter seemed upset that she didn’t know the card.
Letting go of anger is the right thing to do, but that’s something Baeksan can’t do.
Baeksan just looked at Eunchae and closed her mouth, and her mood began to subside little by little.
In that atmosphere, Eun-chae let out a sigh and shook her head as she approached Baek-san. She is holding a bunch of cards in her arms.
Eun-chae came up with the idea to make this poor fake president a real president, so she unfolded her cards in front of Baek-san and began to explain her one by one.
“Eunchae will teach you how to duel.”
Baeksan nodded her head slightly at those words and looked at Eunchae as she quietly continued her explanation.
*
“It’s crappy.”
Eun-chae said. A crooked smile hung on her lips.
With the card in his hand, Baeksan looked at the excited Eunchae laughing at himself.
It was a car that explained all the time and then said ‘practice game’, and then won it and spit out such words.
“Fake Chairman, sloppy.”
Seeing Eun-chae say that with a smug expression, Baek-san replied with a small nod.
“Yes.”
The young granddaughter was collecting cards again with an excited expression, as if she was quite sincere in this game.
“One more round.”
“Yes.”
Baeksan looked at her young granddaughter arranging the scattered cards and shuffling the cards with her hands, and continued her thoughts in a daze.
As always, it was about the company.
What is this toy that my little granddaughter is playing with so much excitement?
What elements do you want to appeal to as a product, and how do you sell them to make a profit?
In addition, are there any elements that can be applied to electronic devices, the main item of the company Baeksan manages?
Habits acquired over decades were making such thoughts come to mind even at moments like these.
Of course I knew this was not a good move. He knew that he was not in the attitude of dealing with his own blood and children. I knew I had to laugh.
However, knowing and doing are two different things.
Baeksan forgot what Lee Jeewa’s smiling face was like and how to express her joy, so she just looked at her little granddaughter.
“It is done.”
Baeksan started to pick up the cards again according to the rules she had learned before, following the movement of her little granddaughter as she laid down her board again and handed her a stack of cards to me.
As expected, the victory this time also belonged to the young granddaughter.
*
“Chairman, would you like to eat?”
The words the housekeeper said while the game was going through five rounds.
At those words, Eunchae raised her head and said with her eyes sparkling.
“Meat.”
Baeksan looked at the young granddaughter’s face full of anticipation, and immediately spit out those words to the housekeeper.
“Do it with meat.”
“Yeah.”
The little granddaughter’s face brightened a little.
Immediately after, Baeksan put down the stack of cards she was holding on the table and raised her body, and Eunchae stood up next to Baeksan and held her hand.
Baeksan made a small startling movement the moment his hands touched, which was very rare for him.
“Quick meat.”
Her little granddaughter, who had only grown her own body, seemed to have not felt the movement, and spoke out with the same excited face as before.
“… Yes.”
Baeksan said that with a slightly belated reaction, and then took her hand and moved on with her.
While walking down the long corridor, Baeksan turned his life around.
Have you ever walked holding someone’s hand? Have you ever walked by holding the hand of your now widowed wife, your ugly son, or even your uglier daughter?
Baeksan, who continued his thoughts, realized that he had never walked hand in hand with someone.
He realized that not once had he given up on himself.
The warmth of their clasped hands was weak as if they would soon disappear. His fingers were very thin, perhaps because he was not eating well, and his overall hand size was also small.
Baeksan received the sensation and moved his steps, waving his hands back and forth as his little granddaughter moved.
*
In front of the table, Baeksan spat out those words as she saw her young granddaughter grabbing chopsticks, dipping the meat into her mouth, and pushing it into her mouth.
“An unbalanced diet is not good.”
I said that eating only meat is not good for the eyes.
At that, her young granddaughter tilted her head and spat out such words.
“It’s okay because Eunchae is pretty.”
He puts both of his fists on his cheeks as he speaks, but his expression hasn’t changed even in the blink of an eye.
Baeksan didn’t correct his little granddaughter’s eating habits. He frowned slightly at the thought, then nodded her head.
“Yes.”
Baeksan played with chopsticks again.
Eunchae again pinched her meat and pushed it into her mouth.
Eun-chae recalled that the meat at her president’s house was delicious, and she made a happy face.
*
It was evening.
When Eun-chae noticed Do-gyun entering the living room, she quickly got up and ran to him and hugged her.
Do-gyun, who had been worried about Eun-chae all day, patted Eun-chae on the back and looked at Baeksan and the card in Baeksan’s hand.
‘Gee, geary…’ .’
You did…
You did a duel with the president…
Do-gyun broke out in a cold sweat and looked at Baeksan.
Baeksan looked at Do-gyun, then looked at Eun-chae and placed the card in her hand.
“Ghana.”
“Ah yes.”
“… Yes.”
While Eunchae was listening to her conversation, she looked at Baeksan and said that.
“Let’s do a duel next time.”
Baeksan kept his mouth shut for a moment, then nodded his head at the words he said, thinking that he wanted to make that fake president into a real president.
Eun-chae packed her things.
She puts her card and field in her bag and bows to her belly button with it on.
“Good bye.”
When Eun-chae finished the greeting and left the house holding Do-gyun’s hand, Baek-san walked slowly to the window and stared at Do-gyun and Eun-chae as they passed through the front door.
On the way to her meal, as she had done to herself, her young granddaughter was leaving holding her hand tightly with the spiritless guy.
“President?”
The words of the housekeeper who came to pick me up.
In response, Baeksan turned his head back to look at the housekeeper, recalling what her little granddaughter had said before she left.
– I’ll do a duel next time.
Next time too.
Baeksan recalled himself expressing his affirmation to the promise of the next one, and said that to the housekeeper.
“I’ll buy you some cards.”
Baeksan was a man who strictly kept his promises.
The housekeeper responded with a small smile at Baeksan’s words.
“Yeah.”
