Chapter 294 – Chapter 294

〈 Miho point of view 〉

“Whoa! Today, he was almost a Shinheungmin himself.”
“Sister, here are the towels. You worked hard today.”

As usual, Miho, who enjoys gym class the most at school, looked around while wiping her sweat with the towel Noah gave her.

“Ugh?”

Is it lunch time already?
I could feel that the kids were much more excited than usual.

Then, when it was time for PE class, teacher Song Jung-ryung, who was dying all along, came in and vomited, “Wow,” And then she said with a bluish complexion.

“Everyone, what day is tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow?”

Miho tilted her head.
Tomorrow is definitely Wednesday… It was the day she came to school anyway. By the way, why did the teacher bother to ask that?

“Demand…”
“It’s the Chuseok holiday!”

Miho kept tilting her head as she saw the children giving completely different answers from her own her.
What is the Chuseok holiday?

What is it, is everyone dying so well?

“Yes, gentlemen. It is a five-day holiday, including Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays. It’s almost like a short spring break. Is everyone good?”
“Yes! So good!”
“So the teacher is thinking of giving me a simple homework. It’s not difficult, and even on the last day of Chuseok, you can do it with a little effort. I am drawing a picture diary. Do you understand?”
“Boo…! Right!”

I don’t know what they were booing for, but once all the kids were booing, Miho followed suit.
Not really.
It was a booing that all the other kids laughed mischievously. Song Jung-sin also knew that, so he passed on without hesitation.
No, before that, it was Song Jung-shin who welcomed the 5-day holiday the most than the children.

“Let’s all do our best today… Whoops! The teacher will come back for another 10 minutes, so please be calm and quiet. OK?”
“Yes!”

Song Jeong-sin knew he would never stay quiet, but his aging and fragile body his could n’t stand the children’s vigorous gym class.

“Kyaang! Yonggwon-ah, what about the Chuseok holiday?”

When I asked the boy sitting next to me, Choi Yong-gwon, whose father was a detective, said.

“You don’t even know that? The Chuseok holiday is a holiday that includes Chuseok.”
“So what is it?”
“Red Day! It’s a day off Starting tomorrow, I will not come to school this whole week. Besides, on Chuseok, my grandparents and relatives give me a lot of pocket money. How could you be in first grade and not know that?”
“Ugh! Aren’t you going to school?”

Miho had to imagine a happy future without realizing it.
No matter how much I do at school, I sleep in class and have fun only in PE class and possible arts and physical education classes.
Nevertheless, it was not so easy for Miho to lead a regular life every day.

Not once or twice have I wanted to sleep more, especially in the morning.

‘Well then, Miho! If I come out early in the morning, I can play games at the stationery store for two more hours instead of one hour!’

There is a very big miscalculation here.
It was said that there was no way my parents would just let me put on my bag and leave home on a red day.

After a while, Song Jeong-sin, who had regained some of his physical strength, came and cleaned up the situation.

“I hope everyone has a great Chuseok holiday, and write down memorable things during the holiday period in a drawing diary. So that’s it for today’s class. Everyone, be careful on your way home, and don’t stray on the way.”

That’s how Miho met the first holiday in her life.

* * *

In the two years since I left home, the way I spend holidays has changed a bit.
In the past, the women cooked food together on the first day, held ancestral rites on the second day, and finished the third day by going to the shrine together.
Now, it is said that they finish everything on the first day when people don’t crowd.

Then, when I asked what to do with the food, the grandmother and aunt did everything… People who don’t cook pay for the rest.

All the children in the Kim family, including me, have become adults, so they changed in this way.
Because each holiday is precious.

‘It’s so nice.’

To be honest, the old way was really, really tired.
What happened was that I had to waste time going back and forth between my parents’ and mother’s homes for three days during the Chuseok holiday. I was like that until high school.

How many young people in high spirits would have nothing to do, eat a meal on a red day, and fall asleep while watching a boring movie together.

Anyway, that wasn’t the problem now.

“Huh, uhhh…”
“Ummm… Brother, I love you. Ok, nice there…”

Unlike the two women who slept well naked next to me, I couldn’t sleep at all with Chuseok coming up tomorrow.
It was also clear that his illness had healed.
If I have a schedule the next morning, I can’t sleep more than usual.

‘Oh, fuck… You have to drive from 7:00 a.M. Tomorrow. Let’s go to bed right now.’

In order to somehow fall asleep, I put Seonwoo Yerang and Hwang Bonayoung’s arms on top of my eyes like an eyepatch and catch my breath.
I never get really sleepy.

‘If you keep closing your eyes like this, just try not to fall asleep within an hour. Then I’ll just stay up all night.’

[To whom are you talking?]

Words to myself.
Don’t be upset, I’m telling my body to hurry up and go to sleep if I’m going to drive tomorrow morning.

[Wow… I’ve seen cases where the Grand Sword Master takes charge of the inside and faces one’s own weaknesses, but I’ve never seen a person threaten him like that because he can’t sleep.]

‘Hey, Hyunwoo Kim! Hurry up and go to bed!’

In order to sleep somehow, I desperately try to find the most comfortable position for my body.

Still, her eyes were bright, so she deliberately rubbed her face against the voluptuous breasts of Seonwoo Ye-rang and Hwang Bo-na-young, giving all the fuck away her.

“…”

Confirming that there was no effect, I cautiously got out of bed.
Would you feel better if you ate some warm milk?

[Are you 22 years old?]

Shut up.
I have to sleep, but there is nothing more stressful than not being able to sleep. I leave the room to warm up some milk, but I hear a strange sound in my ears.

“Click, click!”

-You hoo! It’s paru time!

Remember exactly
No, we can’t know in our house.

This is because I have never dismantled all the game consoles connected to the TV in the living room because it is annoying to clean up.
That’s why I know because Seonwoo Yerang and Miho used to play games with it whenever they were bored.

The sound of pad pressing and the sound of the Nario Kart 8 Super Deluxe.
Glancing at the living room, Miho, dressed in cute animal pajamas, is playing a game.

“Ougyaaaaagh! Why, Miho… I’ve already played this game for over 500 hours, so why is it still so hard to get first place…”
“That’s because the game is so damn lucky.”
“Ohh, yes… Omg! Tongue, tongue! No, Dad!”

“Ahhhhh,” Miho asked as she ate one of the nachos she had left beside her.

“What are you doing here?”
“I was going to sleep. But I couldn’t sleep.”
“Why won’t you come? Put your hand on his chest and tell him.”
“Are you sleeping too much in school?”
“I am very proud. You don’t know what will happen if your mother finds out about this?”
“I’m going to hit Dad in the back of the head with a game console.”
“… Ah yes.”

You know very well.
And the guy who knows that, is he pressing’do it again’without hesitation even after being caught by his dad his?

“Miho, tomorrow is the day we debut at our parents’ house for the first time. It’s the first day of the Chuseok holiday. By the way, can we do this from day one? Come on, go to bed.”
“It’s okay. Miho is not right.”
“Right… Instead of you being beaten, I will be beaten.”

A little bit embarrassing
Even when I was young, if I was secretly playing games at dawn like this, my mom and dad would beat me to death, but now if Miho is playing games secretly like this, I’m beaten by Seonwoo Yerang.

[So you want to hit your daughter?]

Uh huh, I’m sorry if you take people’s words like that.
It’s not just what they say.

‘It’s such a scary world to even say a word.’

Still, in a way, when I was young, the day before the Chuseok holiday.
I had memories of secretly playing games while pretending to sleep until 2 am with a blanket covering the entire computer body and monitor.

If you think so, this may also be a memory.

“Daddy, let’s do it too.”
“Kyaang! Great. It’s fun to play a game with a group of people.”
“Geez. It’s no fun doing this alone.”
“After you finish this, let’s play Machine Slug 4 together, Dad.”
“Okay, so if you wake up with that, you’re going to sleep?”
“Hem! Alright!”

If there’s one thing that has changed since I went to elementary school, it’s that Miho no longer calls me ‘Hunnu’.
I guess when I hang out with kids my age and talk about my parents, I naturally call them dad and mom.
Miho also seemed to have been naturally corrected.

“If it goes well, then it goes well… ” … If you feel sad, you should say that you feel a little bit sad.”
“Uh? What did you say?”
“No, nothing…”

Even though it seems like they are just breathing and living leisurely, children grow up quickly with just that.
I was proud and proud of it, but at the same time, I was disappointed, probably all parents are the same.

‘If I continue to taste this feeling, at some point the children will grow up and leave my arms.’

As a famous singer, Miho seems to enjoy her life by her driving a sports car, while Noah will become a famous researcher or professor and lead a smart life.

Still, I also have a new child with Irene.
And as time passed, his erectile dysfunction would get better, and he might find a way to impregnate Seonwoo Yerang and Hwang Bona-young.

“Ah, first place…”
“Take it, Super Missile!”

“Pop!”

[1st]

I almost broke the game machine when I saw that the letters that had been changed to ‘8th’ in an instant.
Why is this fucking game so popular?

[Isn’t it because of people like Hyunwoo who work harder than anyone else despite cursing every day?]

“Ougyaaaaagh! Miho, 1st place transfer! Strangely enough, if you do it with your dad, Miho can often win first place. After all, he is Miho’s father!”
“Hehe, if you’re happy, that’s enough for Dad. Then, if you really just break Machine Slug 4, you’re going to sleep. Understand?”

[Current time]
[AM 1:12]

Considering that Machine Slug usually takes between 40 minutes and an hour to clear, it seemed like a neat finish.
I also put my eyes on the sofa for about 3 hours.

“Oh, what is it? The aliens from episode 3 are now on our team? Wow, that’s amazing.”
“Kyaaaaang! Have fun! Whoever takes the gun first wins.”

[Current time]
[AM 1:59]

“Sweeup, did you wake up earlier than expected?”
“Knowing that, Miho laid out the 5th in advance. Dad, just do this and sleep together. What do you think?”
“Hey, my daughter. Knows how to play Okay, let’s just break 5 shots and go to sleep.”

After a while…

[Machine Slug 7X]
[Mission Complete]

-Bam bam, bara bam.

“Huaam, do you really want to sleep now?”
“Ugh, Miho is sleepy too.”

I was yawning, but the moment I faced the dazzling sunlight coming through the veranda and terrace, I let out a devastated laugh.
At the same time, I couldn’t move from the spot, unlike Miho, who threw away his pad and went upstairs as if nothing had happened. Because behind me, Seonwoo Yerang, clutching my hair with her toes, was breathing fire from her eyes.

“Father and mother are not enough, Mr. Kim Hyun-woo, who played an all-night game with his eldest daughter on the day he decided to go meet people at his parents’house.”
“Yes…”

Before I could gulp and swallow, cold sweat first ran down my cheeks.

“Do you have anything to say before you die?”
“I really wanted to sleep, but Miho… Aaaaagh!”

I’m not going to listen anyway.

That’s how we greeted the first day of the Chuseok holiday.