Chapter 184 – Chapter 184

To me, my dad was honestly a bit scary.
Especially since I was a troublemaker.

I lied a lot, I caused a lot of trouble… At that time, I was scolded by my father as if it were natural.
Even if you say you do when you get scolded lightly, when you get scolded seriously, you get beaten to the point where you wonder if I really am the child of this family, and I even remember fighting back at the same time.

However, entering high school… Little by little, as I grew older, my father’s image began to diminish.
For my mistake, my father chose to bow his head rather than use the cane.

“I’m sorry, teacher. I will apologize on your behalf.”

I don’t know anything else, but the man who hated bowing to others so much bowed his head to the teacher casually.

“…”

Even though the child who had abandoned his parents his stuck his head out in shamelessness, what the father chose was not sincere anger.
Still, still, like a fool, he thinks only of his children and lies for me.

“…”

「Juruk.」

I kept rubbing Daddy’s shoulder while silently shedding tears without anyone noticing.
No, only Miho is quietly next to me… At least for a moment like this, I am silently staring at her with her mouth closed.

Kuck, hold!

As I massaged his shoulders his, making the most of the massage I had learned to please women, Dad’s mouth opened.

“Are you exercising regularly?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Yeah, my strength is pretty good. Now, if Dad arm-wrestles with you, he can’t win.”
“…”
“You’ve grown a lot… Dad hasn’t seen you in 2 years, so he doesn’t know anything. If I kept watching, I would say something because I know something, but I don’t know because I haven’t seen it. So, go quietly and eat.”
“No, I thought I would get sleepy after eating… I’m going to sleep for a bit.”

While flinching as if he was taken aback by my words, Dad let out a small sigh and said,

“… Do that…”

The one who hates losing, hates being unmanly, hates bowing his head to others…
You can’t always win against me.
It was clearly visible now.

Dad and mom… How much love and concession my parents have given me.

“I’m almost done with kimchi stew. Son, can you wipe the table for a moment?”
“Yes? Yes…”

I was started from crying and was about to answer, but Miho jumped up before him.

“Kyaaaaa! Miho, wipe the table well! Hanger, Miho Jude.”
“Oh, my son has raised one daughter well. And kyaang, why is the kyaang so cute?”
“Kyaang! Miho, it’s one of the three secret weapons! If you do this whenever you are in trouble, no, no, Dad can’t go to anything.”
Haha, so. It seems that he can’t win against his son after all. Did you dye your hair?”
“No~ Miho has been blonde since she was born.”

While Miho waited for me, I quickly dipped my saliva and roughly wiped my eyes and stood up quietly.

“Dad, use the bathroom.”
“Okay. Go.”
“Yes…”

It’s still a blunt way of speaking, but now that I know my dad’s true heart, I can’t even hear him because he’s so blunt. My dad was just such a person.
He has been the same person since I was born.
He went to the amusement park and gave me a ride on a wooden horse, and he even bought me ice cream casually when I asked for it…
He was the one who took out blankets for me in the morning and made a cot for me in the back seat of the car.

[Huh, black… Whoops.]

“Why are you crying? Crying like that, the tears I try to hold back… It seems to keep coming out.”

[But, what should I do when I’m sad?]

“Shoot ah… 」

I quickly washed my face, took out a dry towel that my mother would have folded from the bathroom cupboard, and wiped her face her, asking, as I’m used to it.

‘Irene, didn’t Dad get cured with just that?’

[Absolutely not.]
[I told you. The divine power was sucked all the way to the bottom. It wasn’t that there were a lot left in the first place. You used it a few times when Hwang Bona-young was injured and while sparring again.]
[It was time to recharge once.]

‘Is it possible now?’

[Hyeonu just needs time to sleep for a while. It doesn’t take that long to recharge the divine power anyway.]

‘I knew it. That’s why I told my dad earlier that we were going to have lunch and go to sleep.’

“Yeah, okay. Let’s eat first.”

I took a deep breath and cautiously left the bathroom.
Then, with the help of Miho and Noah, the two children caught the eye of the mother setting the table for her.
In the meantime, Dad is quietly watching the news.

It was a sight I had seen every day before.

[Rather than that, can I ask what kind of disease it is? Even a hospital…]

‘No, that’s not okay.’

As I said before, Dad was a very proud man. He still somehow tries not to show weakness in front of me, I can tell just by looking at him.
Under these circumstances, if I noticed my father’s illness, or if I insisted on going to the hospital with him, that would be a great shock to him.
I could tell just by looking at them both showing confidence that they could still make money.
Still, my dad doesn’t want me to help him.
However, if it’s a ‘gift’ that you take care of because you can afford it, you’ll accept it as if you can’t win.

“Mom, it’s been a while since I saw kimchi stew.”
“Is not it? Mom worked harder today. My son really likes meat, so I threw in all the meat. It seems like too much, but if you have leftovers, you can reheat them later in the evening.”
“I will not stay. There is a kid in my house who raises a million in his belly.”
“Hey, there was a kid like that?! Ooh, I can’t lose it! All of Miho’s food is Miho’s!”

Dad quickly lifted the spoon and said.

“Let’s eat.”
“Yes, I will eat well.”
“I’m eating well!”
“Okay, let’s eat well…”

As soon as the meal started, I could see Mom glanced at Dad, starting with his complexion. I get it now
What is the reason why mom tried to take care of her dad so much earlier?
You are really sick…
If her mother continued to care about her like that, if she went further and if her divine power her was sucked up in an instant, as Irene said, then it was clear that she was suffering from a pretty serious illness.

What is the disease that causes the body to become so emaciated?
Maybe cancer?

[Do not worry too much. As I said before, as long as you don’t abuse it or pursue personal gain too hard. The blessing of healing is the power to save even the dying.]
[It’s the power of God.]
[Here, saving one of Hyunwoo’s fathers doesn’t have a big impact on the world, so if you treat him with only the divine power, he will be cured in an instant.]

Yes, I guess.

“Oh, you pretended not to be like that. My son and granddaughters are coming to visit, so look at how quickly my complexion has improved. I don’t really know what that guy’s manliness is, but please be honest.”
“Shut up. Be quiet and eat something.”

[Ah, that guy is noisy… I wondered who taught me that.]

Shut up.
It’s my heart

[It’s an electronic warfare…]

I haven’t tasted it that way, but as I took a sip of the already familiar kimchi stew, my dad cautiously asks me.

“How have you been living? Tell me.”
“…”

Host, if you answer.
There was a very high chance that Dad would overturn the table and beat me. He said yes, but he was also vague about lying.

“I worked at a rather popular bar. For two years, doing various things.”
“Isn’t it like a gangster somewhere?”
“No. Absolutely not.”
“Okay, that’s it.”

There, as her conversation was about to end, her mother asked her helplessly.

“My son, since when did you start to dress so well? Besides, all the clothes the kids are wearing look good. Aren’t these expensive?”
“Oh that…Because it was a job that paid a lot of money. I earn quite a lot, and this time…I resigned. Apparently, there are a lot of people who are a bit uneasy about the alcohol business now, so I’m going to try to find something nicer now.”
“Why did you quit your good job? If I continued attending, the salary would go up, which would have been nice.”

The mother slapped her father lightly on the arm of her.

“That’s what our generation thought. These days, kids change jobs even if they only go there for a year. That way you get paid a lot. Yeah, good idea There’s no way my son would have quit without thinking. If you run out of money, tell Mom anytime.”
“Oh, no. It’s okay. That… I quit because I earned enough. Mom and her dad don’t have to worry about her. More than that, I’ll take some extra pocket money from now on, or take care of it.”

It wasn’t as easy as I thought.
In front of women, I casually said something even more embarrassing than this, but I was always in the position of receiving it.
I suddenly told my parents that I was going to give them pocket money, so what if they take it unpleasantly?
I wonder what would happen if the child just accepted that they were ignoring their parents.
More than anything, my mouth itched from awkwardness and shame.

“It’s okay, if you’re 22, you already take care of your parents’ pocket money no matter how old you are. Kids your age are still at an age when they go to college and hang out while taking money from their parents. So you just spend all the money you earn. Do not use it in a strict place for nothing.”
“Ayu, is this nobleman still living in the age of eighteen years? These days, kids can’t play like that just because they’re going to college. How hard are kids these days? Even if you live hard, you can’t get a job, so you cry and cry.”
“I don’t know about that. All I have to do is buy my son well.”
“Oh, look at what you say. I pretended not to, but in the end, my son came, so I’m happy, I’m dying.”
“Shut up, eat something.”

No, but I didn’t expect you to refuse.
How should I do this?
Is it right to show me a bank account with 1 billion in it and tell me to get it?

[That’s OK. I’ll just skip it for now.]
[Ugh, I feel more frustrated when I see a kid saying that. Next time I come, it will be right to bring Seonwooye with me. The woman will take care of it.]

Yes…
During that conversation, my parents belatedly asked me if I felt anything strange.

“Uh, but son?”
“Yes…”
“I’m 22, no. No. Eat a lot.”

Obviously that’s it.
I am 22 years old, can I have a daughter like Miho and Noah now? Didn’t Miho even say that her blonde hair had been like this since birth?

“That, not remarried… Adoption.”
“Ah, I didn’t mean to ask just because I wanted to hear an answer. Is Mom?”
“I couldn’t come with you today because of circumstances. I’ll come with you next time. First of all, I have both.”

At my words, Miho, who had eaten five pieces of kimchi and pork, shouted.

“Kyaaaaang! Miho, you have a mother!”
“No, Noah is there too!”
“Oh, yes. Talking as if it were separate. Aw, that’s cute. Maybe it’s because they’re young.”

Oh what the fuck
Knowing that they are really separate, this looks like a motherfucker. But starting with her adoption of her, I could not lie to her parents of her.
Lying was bound to be the worst choice anywhere, anytime.
As time passes, the return of lies only grows.

“Our Miho definitely eats a lot. How will it all fit in that little boat?”
“Kyaaaaang!”
“There are a lot of mukbang youtubers these days, is that so?”
“I also take care of Miho often.”

After that, the meal just went peacefully.
Father and mother too.
He didn’t ask me any sensitive questions like how do you make a lot of money or what you’re going to do in the future.
I keep an eye out to see if I’m offended.
Rather, the meal ended with peaceful discussions such as nonsensical stories, dramas these days, blah blah blah, what happened to the baseball team that my father supports, and so on.
Of course, there was no talk of father’s health.

“Ah, ha, grandma… No, Noah will help you with the dishes.”
“Oh, okay. Son! Take Noah with you. I’m going to take away even washing my mother’s dishes. He works too hard.”
“Ah yes! Mom. And I’m going to hang out with the kids for a while.”
“Sure.”

Only a few hours.
No, should I say two hours? I had only spent that much time after returning home, but the awkwardness that hadn’t existed for two years disappeared in an instant.
Mom’s voice that accepted everything as if it were natural and Dad’s unobtrusive consideration made it even more so.

“Let’s get some sleep, boys.”
“Hmm, okay.”
“Yes, Dad.”

I lay side by side with my two children on my bed and prepared for sleep.

“Before my dad moved, I’ve slept in this bed for over 10 years, combined.”
“Huaam, did you? Not very long.”
“I will, but ah, it’s a memory for Dad.”

Ah, I don’t think 10 years is very long for you guys.
They were children whose lifespan was different from that of humans.
The funny thing is that 10 years isn’t that long, but the few hours I went to the host bar feel so long…

Well, it’s because we have different values.

“Still true… It’s hard.”

I remember jumping around on the bed so much that the spring was slightly broken, but feeling this hard feeling made me realize that I was really at home.
As I reflected on my longing, I fell asleep before I knew it.

[Irene summons you to heaven.]