#60. I’m going to quit now.
She clearly remembers telling me she was in the same grade and 20 as well, but she asked me my age again.
“You’re twenty. How old do you look then?”
“Is that so? It’s strange…”
Do my words and actions make me look so old-fashioned?
As I get older, I rarely use profanity, but the way I speak seems to be the same as before and now.
“What’s strange?”
“Then how are you so strong?”
She sat down on the floor and asked me, wiping the sweat from her forehead.
“When I was at Sehwa Academy. Only once. Have you ever actually met an S-class hunter?”
I listened to her without answering anything.
“But the magic inside Mr. Inwook is stronger than that person…”
Lee Ji-eun didn’t finish her words and curled her tail.
What is it? Curious.
“Better than that person?”
Ji-eun Lee shook her head.
“I don’t think so.”
Dear disciple. Ji-eun Lee seemed to have a natural talent for making people angry.
Like many people, I was the type that suffered greatly from talking.
“Who… Are you really going to come out like this?”
“I’ll tell you later.”
I stopped interrogating him as he seemed reluctant to say anything.
…If that’s the case, don’t say anything.
“For now, I’m going to continue with this routine for a week. I’m going to increase the intensity little by little every day, so I know that.”
As she brought up her training story again, Lee Ji-eun stretched her soft cheeks with her own hands.
“Please contact me~”
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Now that I see you, you seem to have a talent for just using a pretty face.“There is no compromise. Whether to follow or quit.”
Jokes and eats while matching each other in moderation didn’t help.
It was just a waste of time.
“Chi… I see.”
Lee Ji-eun held out her arms toward me, who stood next to her with her arms crossed.
Her gesture as if a child were asking her father to wake him up.
“My leg hurts, but you’re going to make my arm hurt too?”
“You can get up on your own.”
“It’s been a long time since I’ve worked out like this, so my legs don’t feel strong.”
I grabbed her hand, which was holding out her arm, and I lifted her up.
“If I just do a little, where will it go?”
“Yeah.
“Inwook. Do you hate me?”
Lee Ji-eun looked up at me.
“…If you didn’t like it, would I be here with you?”
“I’m serious. So please answer me properly.”
Her face, which had been joking a while ago, disappeared, and Lee Ji-eun, with a very serious expression, was making eye contact with me.
“…I don’t like it.”
I didn’t like it.
She knew from the outset that she and she had done many rude acts, and that although she was annoying, there was no malice in her.
And perhaps she couldn’t even figure out why her actions were disrespectful.
Most of it was only the contents of her previous life that she could never infer.
After not saying anything for a while, Lee Ji-eun returned to her usual playful expression.
“That’s it!”
She turned her body and walked towards my exit of her.
“Can we come tomorrow at the same time?”
“Yes. I think that’ll work.”
“Okay then. Thank you. Master! I will take good care of you in the future!”
Lee Ji-eun, who only turned her head back, gave her a bright smile.
* *
I had a sudden thought.
Maybe Choi In-wook just likes women?
Harin Yoon. Yoo Shihwa.
I didn’t like it because they were the two of us who went from marriage to marriage.
But. Lee, Ji – Eun.
This lady was a different story.
I tried to get closer to Choi In-wook with a new heart.
I was only able to be honest with my feelings after seeing him swayed by poor women like the two of them.
I… Still loved him.
The atrocities he committed during his short marriage last life were still unforgivable, but he had to admit it.
Like me, given the opportunity of a second life, I couldn’t understand how the girls approached him.
Ha-rin Youn, will she be able to convince her parents this time?
Can that arrogant Yu Shi-hwa live in the future where she will be pointed at her for not having children?
I thought no.
They were women who could neither become a vessel to embrace Choi In-wook nor lay down for him.
People do not change.
I just saw Choi In-wook right now.
It’s still a lot. I’m not good at refusing.
Si-hwa Yoo, who abandoned her, greets Ezion in place of what is pretty.
…It’s really stupid.
He didn’t even know what he would be like.
I’m sorry.
It’s pathetic. Inwook Choi.
And I, who still can’t forget you, won’t be much different.
I picked up my phone to the sound of vibration and sighed deeply, wondering if it was the part-time boss again.
But contrary to my expectations, the main character of the message was a different person.
[Deforme freshmen! Everyone will finish class tomorrow afternoon and gather in the poor room!]
Taesu oppa doesn’t think he’s going to do something. Why does he keep calling him?
He was the one who kept calling only good freshmen.
Lee Ji-eun if you are a freshman. Is the child coming too?
When I think of her face again, I get annoyed.
[This is all because I met the wrong teacher.]
Teach Choi In-wook once.
Let’s see how good the work is.
I had this thought in my mind, but if I could imagine that she and Choi In-wook were actually arguing next to me, drawing a picture…
I didn’t like it.
I hated it very much.
I didn’t want to see him flirt with other women in the space that I had the only attachment to when I was an academy student in my last life.
My small room.
I looked up at the crescent moon through the narrow window.
The gentle moonlight seemed to soothe my heart.
Is it greed in this life to want you to look only at me?
Mr. Inwook.
* *
Class this afternoon ended earlier than expected.
I stopped by for a while and thought I would go to the poor room, but the time was ambiguous, so I thought it would be better to just go there first.
I wondered if it had to be Taesoo oppa anyway.
That person. But will he be able to graduate only by living like that?
During the 3rd year, it was a time when he had to work hard in order to raise even one level because the rank assignment was just around the corner, but he was lying in the living room every day, looking at his cell phone.
…I’ll take care of it.
It was not the time to worry about others.
I had to prepare for practice right away, and I had to work part-time.
I said I wouldn’t help, but I felt like I needed to take care of the deformed works.
I couldn’t have other hobbies because I had time to spare, so I remembered my past life when I was interested in coffee at a shop I was working part-time.
It wasn’t that I was sick of coffee anymore, but the memories of that time came to mind, and for nothing, the past me seemed pitiful.
My friends around me seemed to be happily spending their flowery years, but I couldn’t.
If only I had been born as a rich woman like Yoon Harin…
The thought passed by for a while, but it was a fleeting story.
People only live the life they are given.
When I opened the broken door and went in, it was as if no one was there.
It’s nothing special. Tae-soo doesn’t have an older brother.
In the room instead, Choi In-wook leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.
…Why are you sleeping here, even though it’s not such a comfortable sofa.
Did you finish all classes in the first place?
I was about to wake him up, but seeing him as if he was asleep, I quietly sat next to him.
In this world, you and me.
How good would it be to have just the two of us?
He raised his hand and caressed his cheek.
“Mr. Inwook! Mr. Inwook!”
A high-tone voice was heard as the door swung open.
Choi In-wook opened his eyes as if surprised by the loud sound of the door and Lee Ji-eun’s voice.
“Huh? When did you come, Jena?”
“A little while ago.”
“Oh, yes? I wake you up. Why did you leave me alone?”
Then I can’t touch your face.
“I think I slept well. Are you tired?”
“A little?”
After the two of us had a conversation, Lee Ji-eun strode towards us.
“I called your name, but why didn’t you answer me!”
“Again. What?”
Choi In-wook responded to Lee Ji-eun as if it were annoying.
“I bought a textbook to teach you about Inwook’s drawings!”
The book that Ji-eun Lee took out of her bag was a drawing tutorial titled [You Can Draw!].
Certainly, the level of the book seemed to fit Choi In-wook.
“I don’t learn from you.”
“No, you saw me drawing yesterday. You seem to draw 100 times better than Inwook-san~”
Lee Ji-eun, who was giggling, naturally leaned towards Choi In-wook.
“What does that have to do with it. I still don’t learn it.”
“Ah~ Don’t do that, just pretend to be deceived and do it once.”
“I don’t like it.”
I cut off Lee Ji-eun’s words while being honest.
Lee Eun-wook and Choi In-wook also seemed a little perplexed by my decisive attitude.
“The thing that Inwook doesn’t like. Don’t force it.”
Resignation. Guarding too.
I’m going to quit now.
Mr. Inwook.