Chapter 213 – The Twins Make Love.
Seho and Sehwa attended the same English academy on Wednesdays and Fridays.
Because it was a fairly large academy, the classes were divided even though they were in the same grade, but Seho was in the basic Lilac class. Sehwa was a member of the Jangmi class, an advanced class.
“Ruler! The teacher of the vocabulary test retesters will call you today!”
Please… Please… Please…!
Seho shouted earnestly in his heart several times.
There are about 20 words in total when you take the test.
Objectively, I didn’t think it was a huge amount, but Seho, who studied moderately, was in a state of re-examination cut.
“Baek Joo Won”
That guy is basically an idiot.
“Kim Jimin.”
He seems a bit odd.
“And finally.”
Oh. If only I couldn’t be called by name…!
However, there is no such thing as a law that says, “Maybe” Is not a law.
“Lee Se-ho.”
When the teacher’s ultimatum was delivered, Seho screamed in a pose reminiscent of Munch’s scream.
“Keeeee!”
It couldn’t be like this.
I even promised to play games with Jin-ho when I get home, but Se-ho walked towards the teacher with the most subservient expression on his face.
“Sam…”
“Huh. It’s Seho.”
“How many of them are wrong?”
“Five.”
If he hadn’t messed around with Sujin earlier, he would have been able to survive today.
The retest condition is when the score is 80 points or less.
If only one less mistake had been made, this miserable situation could have been avoided!
“I have to go with Jang Mi-ban Se-hwa… Mom is coming to pick me up…?”
It was pretty good for a 10-year-old boy with his hair, but it looked cute in the eyes of the academy teacher who was already a veteran.
“So?”
“I was wrong about one more thing, but could you just let it go…”
“No.”
“Ah. Sir Because next time it will really fit.”
“I can’t. Didn’t all the other friends who got five wrongs study the rest? It’s Seho. And I already texted my mother.”
Seho’s hands and feet trembled when he heard that his mother had sent a text message.
Ah. I’m dead.
“Yes…”
It feels like the soul is coming out of your mouth.
Seho returned to his place with his desolate face.
Lee Se-hwa… At least they would laugh at me if they knew that I was retesting.
And after about 30 seconds, sure enough.
Bean bean
Seho, who turned her head at the sound of someone knocking on the glass door, immediately frowned.
Lee Se-hwa is smiling openly and mockingly.
And beside it…
“Uh…?”
As soon as he identified who the person next to him was, Seho immediately got up from his chair and ran toward the door.
“Baek Soo-jin?”
“Eh?”
Sujin made a strange noise at Seho’s voice calling her out of nowhere.
Sujin, who had been unable to concentrate because of Seho throughout today’s class, grunted like a broken robot as soon as he saw Seho’s face.
“This… Lee Se-ho?”
“What? Do you two know each other?”
As Saehwa tilted her head in surprise, Sujin stammered again.
“Ah oh…”
Sehwa looks at Seho with interest.
“Is this the first time you’ve heard of it?”
As if the question was ridiculous, Seho put her hand on Sujin’s shoulder and pulled her body toward him.
“Ah.”
Unlike Sujin, whose exclamation came out again because of her embarrassment, Seho’s response was very natural.
“Why. I might even have a close girl.”
“Poop. But to pretend to be so cool is you. Isn’t that a word retest?”
When the story of the retest, which he had forgotten for a while, came out, Seho had no choice but to dig into her impression.
“…There was a story.”
“That story is because she played games without her mother’s knowledge, right?”
Seho, who decided that having a conversation with Sehwa any longer would be a major stumbling block to his future plans, went back to the classroom.
“Think about it. Sujin! Don’t forget your promise tomorrow!”
Seho goes back to studying vocabulary.
Sehwa, who was left behind, turned her back to look at Sujin, who was at a loss for what to do.
“Soojin.”
“…Huh?”
“Do you like Seho?”
At the sudden question, Sujin made her face blank for a moment and then waved her arms around.
“No? I got to know him for the first time today. Okay… I don’t think there’s such a thing as liking it.”
“Hmm~ You mean that?”
Sehwa’s eyes were clearly smiling, but for some reason, Sujin felt her expression a little scary.
“Seho… Although he and I are twins, he’s not such a nice kid, so be careful. Got it?”
“Ah…”
If she had been a perfect stranger, she would have easily responded to that comment, but Sujin, who thought that it was not polite to gossip about that person in front of her family, couldn’t do anything about it. Shed a laugh
“I don’t know if I cry later?”
Sujin and Sehwa weren’t that close.
She’s just a classmate next to the same school she goes to academy with.
She was two people who had never been in the same class even at school.
But the fact that Sehwa says so much…
Gulp.
“Okay.”
“Yes, yes. I think I have to go see my dad now. See you at school!”
“Huh!”
After that, Mense-Hwa took her backpack and went down to the parking lot where her dad was always waiting.
Click.
When Sae-hwa got into her car, Min-ho put down her mobile phone and greeted her happily.
“I’m here? Are you Sehwa?”
“Huh! We’re leaving now! Dad!”
“Huh? What about Seho?”
“Didn’t your mother tell you? Seho It’s late because it’s a vocabulary retest today.”
Minho felt only regret that his 10-year-old son was caught up in the academy and could not return home.
I was warned that it’s never too late to study properly when I was in high school, but the commander was Mrs. Hannah.
Minho had agreed to entrust the overall education of the children to Naeun.
“So, do you know when that will end?”
“Um… Usually 30 minutes? Even if you retake the test, if you get a lot wrong again, 1 hour?”
“Ha… Wait a minute…”
Minho, not sure whether to wait and pick it up or drop Saehwa home first, took out his phone.
[Uh. Honey.]
[Why?]
[Seho says it’s a vocabulary retest today, what can I do with this?]
[Seho re-exam?]
Her voice was tinged with annoyance, as if she hadn’t heard anything.
[Is Sehwa saying that?]
[Wait a minute.]
After checking her cell phone, Naeun sighed when she saw Seho’s score on the vocabulary test and the notice for the retest.
Still, it wasn’t that she was completely wrong because she didn’t study at all, but because she got one more wrong because of bad luck, so I didn’t mean to nag her grades too harshly.
[Ha… I can’t help it. What. Wait a minute and come When Sehwa said she was hungry, did she buy a snack together?]
[Okay.]
After hanging up her phone, Minho turned off her car and put her wallet in her pocket.
“Huh? Aren’t you going home? Dad?”
As Minho unfastened her seat belt, Saehwa tilted her head and asked her father.
“Huh. Wait for our Seho and let’s go home together. Wait, can I go ahead and eat a hot dog?”
“Wow! Great!”
Hot dogs were one of Sehwa and Seho’s favorite snacks, so Sehwa’s mouth couldn’t stop.
A father and daughter left the parking lot and entered a hot dog shop in front of the main street.
Saehwa was staring at her display board as if fighting a spirit fight with the menu board.
“…Did you choose? Are you Sehwa?”
“I’m still watching, so don’t talk to me. Dad.”
… At times like this, Minho, thinking that there is no such thing as a perfect little Hannah, sat down on a chair behind her as her daughter’s squad and waited patiently for her to choose.
“I made a choice!”
“Oh. What.”
Minho, wondering what kind of taste he had been thinking about for so long, couldn’t help but lose his spirits at Sehwa’s answer.
“Original!”
“…I only have bread and sausage, is this right?”
There are many menus with a lot of toppings, such as cheese or chili flavor, but Sehwa chose the basic flavor.
“Yes! I want to eat the original.”
To be honest, if it had been Naeun instead of my daughter, I would have scolded her for thinking about it for so long, saying she would eat it anyway, but Minho is her father.
He was infinitely weak to her beloved children.
“Okay. Then buy two originals and give one to Seho. What.”
“…No.”
“Huh?”
Minho couldn’t hear Sehwa’s words properly because he spoke in a very low voice.
“Seho doesn’t like originals.”
“Then what does Seho like?”
“I like the taste of cheese.”
“Okay? We know that Sehwa and Seho like things and we get along well.”
Minho’s big hand stroked Sehwa’s head, and Sehwa’s cheeks flushed slightly.
“…Dad.”
After paying and accepting the hot dog, Sehwa grabbed Minho’s hand tightly.
“Huh? Why?”
“It’s a secret to Seho that I recommended the cheese flavor.”
“Why did you do a good job, but keep it a secret from Seho?”
When Minho burst into laughter and asked Sehwa, Sehwa kicked the floor with her foot.
“…Seho doesn’t know what my favorite hot dog is.”
Sehwa felt that the fact that only she knew what Seho liked was lost.
