## Chapter 1722 – The Life of a Transcender – A Black-Haired Foreigner’s Tale
“I don’t wanna do it!”
That Nick, the little rascal, was throwing a tantrum. Even though I told him it was an official event hosted by the nation and he had to participate, he wouldn’t budge. Well, I can’t let this slide. Does he dare look down on his own father? Unforgivable.
I immediately went to the middle of Nick’s room and struck a pose.
“What…?! Dad? No. What is this man trying to do?”
“Watch closely.”
My Secret Art.
“Slacker Fist.”
“Uhh?!”
—Papat!
—Boongtzz Boongtzz!
I unleashed the profound techniques of Slacker Fist in rapid succession in the middle of Nick’s room. Thus, the ultimate fist of destruction and love unfolded.
“Don’t do that in my room!”
“I’ll keep doing it until you say you’ll participate.”
“What on earth is this man saying!”
Nick clutched his head and exclaimed in astonishment.
“This has already transcended my understanding! Something I’ve never seen or heard of! I can’t accept such an absurd thing!”
Whether he liked it or not, I continued to perform Slacker Fist as a demonstration. Ceaselessly. Continuously. A transcendent god at his peak was unleashing Slacker Fist, praised as the most powerful martial art, in the middle of his son’s room.
Can you withstand this?
“Why is this happening in my room! Where did it all go wrong! I’m afraid to even think about it! There’s a man doing Slacker Fist in my room! I never wanted to know how bewildered a person would be when this ridiculous thing actually happened!”
Nick, in a state of panic, spewed out those words, expressing his torment. Now, let’s see who wins. Does a son ever beat his father?
“Okay! I’ll participate! I’ll make whatever you want, so please stop!”
“Hahaha! Really! Oh, my precious son!”
Extreme joy surged within me!
Kids! My son is going to make a piece for me! If that doesn’t make you happy, you’re not a dad!
“I’m even getting a piece from my son, ah! Really, Nick! This is so great!”
“If it’s so great, get off me…!”
I hugged Nick and rubbed my cheek against his cute cheeks, expressing my love and affection. I was so happy.
“Thank you, Nick. I’m serious, no father would dislike it if his son offered to make a piece for him.”
I spoke with a benevolent face.
“I’m begging you to dislike it!”
Nick shouted back loudly. That’s my son! He’s got a loud voice!
“This kid. He’s so into Earth culture, what is it? Tsundere? He’s a tsundere.”
“Shut up!!! Stop it!!!!”
“Just like Winia, look at how he talks to his dad. Hehe, but I’m happy, so I’ll let it slide.”
Such a cute little rascal.
“Where did it all go wrong…!”
Nick exaggeratedly expressed his embarrassment, emphasizing that he was a tsundere. A male tsundere… isn’t that a bit strange? But thinking that it was my son, it was more than okay, it was damn cute.
A son seen through a father’s eyes is bound to be cute.
“Hey, hey. But isn’t this too much? I’m so happy, but Nick, why do you keep pretending to dislike it?”
“It’s not pretending! It’s not!”
“Ah, so why is that?”
“It’s embarrassing to make a piece! And you always make me do these weird things! And you hug me! How can I stand it!”
“Why do you hate this? I really don’t understand having a son, I don’t understand.”
It was surprisingly incomprehensible.
“Ugh…! That’s what I want to say!”
“Is it a generational gap? Can’t a father and son understand each other?”
“Please just say that’s it…!”
“Even so, fathers and sons live loving each other. It doesn’t matter if we can’t understand each other. Nick. To this father… you are just a lovable being in and of yourself.”
“Ugh!”
So what if we don’t understand each other? With love, we can transcend all that. It’s originally difficult for people to understand each other. Because they are such different beings.
That’s why there’s love. Even if they are so different, love is the same. With that common concept of love, they become closer.
They cherish each other.
“Ah! Anyway, I’m so happy!”
I’m so happy! My son is going to make a piece for me! I’m so happy I want to run around and brag about it!
“I’m going to brag right now!”
“Please just go…!”
“Want to come with?”
“No way!”
“You little killjoy. Hehe, then Dad’s going! I’ll be looking forward to your piece!”
“Don’t come looking for me when I’m doing art!”
“Shouldn’t I? Well, I can’t interfere with your art.”
“Huh?”
At those words, Nick’s face brightened extremely. Well, I left the room, leaving behind Nick like that.
If he makes a piece for me, should I give him a one-way ticket to a fun hot springs trip with Dad as a reward?
“Ah.”
A smile naturally spread across my face.
This is what you call a father’s smile. No matter how old they get, kids are still kids. Puberty or whatever, they look the same as when they were babies. I can’t help but act a little childish. Isn’t that sometimes the case when you 맞춰주다 to their level?
“Parenting like Kim Kat.”
Should I publish a parenting book later?
That sounds pretty good. Since it’s a book I’m publishing, everyone will try to buy it. And if they read it, this world will be filled with even more love.
That’s not bad.
* * *
As expected, the reaction was explosive.
“Kyaaaaaaa!”
Cloudy, checking her mailbox, flapped her ears at high speed and roamed around the room like a dragonfly. Truly transcendent ear power.
—Swish.
Cloudy, who had been screaming and flying around the room, returned to her seat and shouted at me with shining eyes.
“Kat!!! Look at this! Mail! Mail!!!”
All of them were emails related to participation in the exhibition. And there were a huge number of them. Whether it was paintings, photos, poems, literature, or sculptures. Files like that were piled up.
“A lot of mail has come, Kat!!!”
“Hehe, does our pretty Cloudy like it that much?”
“Yeah! I like it so much!”
I stroked the head and ears of the cute woman and looked at the monitor together. Cloudy quickly downloaded the files and organized them into folders.
“Checking them one by one is all work, work! What should I do! There are too many! Kyaaaaa!”
To be so purely happy like this.
My heart is warm.
“Oh my! Already!”
Anyway, as I watched from the side, there were many pieces of a fairly decent level. From drawings made with Paint by elementary school students to really high-quality paintings.
It was only natural that Cloudy almost fainted when she saw them.
“Blackie. I’m going to faint, I’m going to faint. I’m about to foam at the mouth.”
“Heeuuk…!”
“Oh dear. Our sister looks like the happiest person in the world.”
Winia, who had approached sometime, stroked Cloudy’s back to calm her down. Cloudy was literally about to faint.
“Winia. Save Cloudy.”
“Am I a doctor?”
“You’re something similar to a doctor.”
“Again, more nonsense. Anyway. Well, looking at it, it’s not bad? I can understand why my sister is about to faint. The kids draw well. These people need to see what kind of guy Blackie is.”
“They see me every day.”
“I’m talking about your true self, Blackie. You’re like a baby sucking on a teat.”
“What a humiliating nickname…!”
But I like it.
“Winia…! I’m so happy! This is amazing!”
“Yeah, yeah. You’re amazing, sis.”
“Ah!”
Cloudy continued to flip through the photos and was happy. Every time I see this, I think I did well to connect to the internet.
“Ha… Cloudy. It’s me. These photos. Decide quickly.”
“Of course it’s Kat!”
“As expected!”
“But I can’t give these up either…!”
“Oh no!”
Is it because I’m no longer her only Mama! Well, that’s why I’ve already overcome it. There’s rarity, so what about photos.
“Still, the real Blackie is the best.”
“Hehe, you cute woman. I also think the real Winia is the best.”
“Then is there a fake Winia too?”
“People draw Winia too, you know.”
“What?! They drew me?!”
“Yeah. Cloudy, show me the drawings of Winia for a moment.”
“Ah? Ah! Okay! I’ll show you!”
Cloudy immediately searched her folder and found the Winia drawings. This is also a drawing made by an Earthling.
“Winia. This is it. Well drawn, right?”
It’s a drawing that captures Winia’s characteristics very well.
“Huh? There really is one? What. It’s better drawn than I thought?”
“Yeah, Winia. Earthlings draw these kinds of pictures too.”
“Uhh.”
Winia, seeing her own picture, seemed to be in a very good mood. She covered her mouth with her hand and looked very cute as she 두근두근.
“Well, it’s not bad. Earthlings have some talent too. Hehehe.”
“Hehe, that’s right.”
“But isn’t the chest drawn too small?”
“What.”
“It’s bigger than this.”
Winia, saying that, touched her own breasts with her hand.
“Why did they draw it smaller?”
“Uh… well, yeah.”
“I don’t like it.”
Suddenly, Winia reacted as if she felt bad.
“Winia? What’s wrong. Are you upset?”
“Blackie. My boob size is my pride. How dare they draw my boobs this small?”
The breasts in the picture of Winia aren’t small either, but it’s true that the real Winia’s are bigger.
“I can’t help but be angry about this.”
“Ah. Of course.”
Now that I hear it, I’m angry! Why did they draw Winia’s breasts so small? They should have drawn them bigger! Give me back my breasts!
“Ah, but Winia. Is Nick working hard?”
“Blackie! I told you not to bother Nick! He’s saying he has to make Dad’s piece again and he’s complaining!”
“Ah, I’m not bothering him. It’s talent searching, talent searching.”
Finding artistic talent is good for him too.
“Hehehe, Kat. Don’t bother Nick too much.”
“Oh my! I’m not, but you keep saying that!”