Chapter 300 – Episode 300

In fact, it was my first time seeing something called ‘■■’.

What symbol is this?

“Sizzling! “Crack, crack!”

Contrary to my complicated mind, the messy situation here is being sorted out step by step. Before you know it, the sound of grilling meat can be heard from all directions. If you look at things like this, life is really nothing special.

It’s almost like something can be done? Really.

“Oh my gosh, I think I broke a bone.”

“Me too.”

“It would have been okay if I hadn’t searched. “Go to the hospital later.”

“Are you okay. “If I just sleep and wake up like this, it’ll get better.”

“Damn.”

While people around me were grumbling, I tidied up the place, put up a chair that had fallen over, etc. When I look at people casually organizing the situation, it almost feels like what happened earlier was a lie.

“They are such simple people.”

“It’s a surprise. “Where did it come from?”

Oh Hanam comes up next to me and smiles. Her cute penguin bandage caught her eye, as if she had received treatment from her mother.

“They’re not that bad people. Unfortunately, I can’t work with people like that. “It’s because our personalities don’t match.”

“Well, that’s the same for me too.”

I think I too am ignorant and impulsive. They were people who were much simpler than me and lived only for today.

“Well, since they are people like that, wouldn’t they follow your father closely?”

“That’s true. In the end, life is about gathering together people who share the same code. Like me and Hyunwoo.”

“… What bullshit, fuck. Why do you and I have the same code? “There are probably no people whose codes are as mismatched as you and me.”

As expected, I was fortunate to have overcome the crisis of thinking, ‘This is the guy’. As soon as I saw this guy secretly flirting with me, my love for him fell.

“This is so sad. Just a little while ago, we were colleagues who fought desperately against each other.”

“Fuck you, motherfucker.”

In the process of raising the middle finger, Ohana was helping Oh Seol-hwa. It wasn’t her real mom, but she just seemed too busy to watch.

“I’ll help you too, ma’am.”

“Mother… Okay. Help. Instead, if you’re going to help, definitely help. If you do it carelessly, hu, no.”

“Leave it to me. “Do you think I’ll be better than you?”

“Mother… ! Under. Yes.”

Hmm.

She is definitely not my biological mother. From my perspective, it doesn’t feel like the codes for Ohana and Oh Seolhwa are very compatible.

But, I also have this thought.

Ohana’s friendliness is what ultimately eliminates even such feelings of rejection. Right now, Ohana has a lot of rejection towards this family, but if I just leave her alone for a little while, I’m sure she’ll quickly become friendly with her. That was the power of a woman named Ohana.

“Sweet, but it looks like you two are having a hard time. “I don’t have to help you?”

Oh Hanam nodded her head in response to my question.

“Not interfering for no reason is helping. “My mother doesn’t want it, and more than anything, my father gets very angry if a man is busy in a situation like this.”

“Wow, when did this idea come from?”

It’s a sight I only saw at my grandfather’s house about 25 years ago. It was truly unthinkable these days.

If things are like this these days, it immediately becomes noisy everywhere. In the first place, women did not accept this.

“Well, it’s not something we need to argue about. Even my mother likes it better.”

“Really?”

“Yes. As my father has said many times, he is more certain about each other’s roles than anyone else. The mother provides reliable support and education for her children within the family, while the father earns money outside the home so that they can enjoy everything that such a mother can enjoy. With responsibility.”

Oh Ha-nam looked at Oh Hana and Oh Seol-hwa who were running around eagerly while laughing.

“They are still excited.”

“Really?”

“Yes. To be honest, although my father makes a lot of noise here and there and attracts people, how many days a year do I get to eat meat and drink like this at my mother’s mansion? On other days, my mother enjoys herself with the money my father earns. Rather, he feels more rewarded when he is busy enough to make himself sick, even if only occasionally.”

Ohanam said.

“Being a person is surprisingly more than just being comfortable. They are animals that have to feel hardships and pain at times to then feel greater reward and happiness. It’s also good to confirm your own value.”

If I had made it this far, it would have been really touching and impressive.

“Just like us today. It’s fun, really. Hehe.”

I almost threw up at the last sentence. It brought me to my senses.

I guess I need to add 10 more words like gay to the phone book. This guy must be really gay!

“Your father met a very nice woman.”

“Well, you can say you are blessed. In a way, he achieved it with his own abilities. Whatever it is, my mother came because she saw what her father was capable of. “Honestly, she doesn’t have a good-looking face, does she?”

“… Hmm.”

I nodded while comparing the faces of Oh Hanam and Oh Cheolho.

“You should really thank your mother.”

“It’s not necessarily like that, it might be easier to live life with a face like your father rather than a handsome face like this. In Hyunwoo’s case, well, no.”

When Oh Ha-nam, who was about to say something, stopped, he actually got upset.

“Hey, fuck. “What were you just trying to say to me?”

“Um, that’s… Well, not really either.”

I felt it today too.

I also wasn’t good-looking. I don’t think he even looks nice.

It’s really, really sad, but I think it’s just a face like a piece of shit.

‘Oh, I really feel like I’m going to cry.’

What does it really feel like? What does it mean to be born as a handsome man?

Even if you talk bullshit, you look cool, and even if you just sit still, women will look at you in a dazed way…

‘Please, just for one day, I want to live as a handsome man.’

… By the time she hoped, she had already finished eating. Damn.

“Well, it’s fun.”

Since there is no back end, there is no inconvenience.

We were fighting and fighting with each other a little while ago, but now we are at a party mood again. Should I say that even shy people like me can mix in comfortably?

Just looking at this, Oh Cheol-ho seems like a really nice person.

“They say even the mafia is good to their family.”

“… I know, dude. “I’m more creeped out by you casually reading my mind than that.”

It was just as Oh Hanam said.

Oh Cheol-ho likes me, so he’s showing this kind of attitude. If you hadn’t liked me until the end, I don’t know what would have happened.

‘In other words, he is a person who will fuck me even if he dies.’

It’s really dizzying to imagine something like that. In the end, it worked out well, right?

“Well, there’s no one who doesn’t get dust when they shake it off. “It’s not good to only look at the bad things.”

“But you’re still giving me the cover as my father?”

“Family is something that can’t be helped. I don’t like it as much as Hana though. A mother is a mother, and a father is a father. “Wouldn’t a cute and lovely younger sister be the better than the two of you?”

“…”

I walked away from Oh Hanam, about ten or twenty steps.

Okay. Let’s add about 20 words, not just gay, but also ciscon. That’s right.

Like this, while I was having a conversation with Oh Hanam. As soon as the meat is cooked, Oh Cheol-ho calls me with a wave of his hand. When I look at Oh Cheol-ho’s bruised face, I feel nothing but guilt.

It was exhilarating when I hit you earlier, but violence wasn’t right.

“Have a drink, open one.”

“Yes, thank you.”

I drank the glass of soju that Oh Cheol-ho handed me in one go and put another cigarette in my mouth.

The inside of my mouth is completely sore, and it hurts, but in the meantime, the cigarette smoke enters deep into my lungs, so as a man, I can’t help but feel intoxicated by this atmosphere.

Romance can kill, really.

“Mister, me too.”

At that time, Ohana, who was carrying her meat, suddenly raised her head and spoke.
Then, Oh Cheol-ho spoke indifferently.

“Father… No, call me dad. “You bitch.”

This is ridiculous.

What kind of crazy bitch can ignore all the feelings built up over a piece of meat and immediately call it daddy? …

“Dad, please give me just one piece of meat.”

“Eat here. Are you going to drink soju too?”

“Neng!”

I was speechless as I watched Oh Hana eating the pork belly and soju that Oh Cheol-ho gave her with the best taste in the world. As I always felt about her, Ohana was also a woman beyond imagination.
Are you living happily in this world?

“Wow, it’s so fucking delicious.”

“A kid is saying vulgar things in front of his parents, damn it!”

“You did it first!”

“Don’t complain about what your parents say!”

“Ebebebebe.”

“This bitch really?! “Do you see how I can’t come to my senses because this doesn’t seem right?”

Hmm. Looking at it this way, it turns out that Oh Hana is Oh Cheol-ho’s daughter. I guess she wouldn’t have needed to get genetic testing done? Because the way they do it is so similar.

Meanwhile, Ohana is now staring at her cigarette.

Oh Cheol-ho’s impression has become worse than ever.

“I’m just saying this just in case. If a bitch even smokes, know that she will be dusted on a rainy day. “I will beat you with two sticks until they break.”

“…”

“Women don’t smoke. “What kind of girl is smoking cigarettes?”

What should I say when I see Oh Cheol-ho? I can clearly see what the ideology of preference for boys is.

In another sense, he was a rare human being in today’s world. These days, even 90-year-old grandfathers can’t do that.

But, that was Oh Cheol-ho.

“Before.”

“Huh?”

As soon as the topic of cigarettes came up, Ohana, who had been avoiding her gaze, tilted her head.

Before she knew it, Oh Cheol-ho, who had raised her glass again, looked at Oh Hana and said.

“Before, my words were a bit harsh. That’s what you said to your mother.”

“Ah…”

“I apologize. I didn’t know. Not even the fact that you were born, and that your mother is pregnant with my child. So I guess he was a little angry at me for not taking responsibility.”

“Okay…”

Oh Hana, who was reflexively trying to say it was okay, jumped up from her seat and stepped on Oh Cheol-ho’s feet.

“It couldn’t have worked! You bastard! Do you know how shitty I felt back then?”

“I don’t know. How would I know? “I’m not interested.”

“… ! 이 개새끼, 씨발 새끼야! Ugh, how can I talk to my daughter, whom I haven’t seen in a long time, and to the mother who gave birth to me, in that way!”

“I am that kind of person.”

In another sense, he was really proud.

As Oh Hanam said, it must be tiring to be with someone like that. No matter what you do, if you try to convince him that he is that kind of person, what can he say?

“You shameful bastard!”

“It’s already happened, so what else can we do here? “You bitch, stop whining so annoyingly.”

“Sniff.”

Ohana stopped crying right away when she was told to stop whining.

“If this happens, I will take full advantage of you! “I will spend a lot of your money and turn you into a beggar.”

“Do whatever you want. Even if you become a beggar, I will feed you three meals a day. All you have to do is not stick a knife in Abby’s back. A woman can only give birth to children well, and she can raise them well.”

Ohana asked with tears in her eyes.

“Was my mom pretty?”

“Be respectful, bitch. Was she pretty? Of course, she is was pretty. “I wonder if she was pretty enough to eat it while running away to the countryside.”

I’ve never heard such a vulgar compliment in my life.

However, Ohana seems to have liked this again. She starts crying and laughing.

“First, look at your face and body. If you are like me, you are already starving. “Because you resemble a pretty mother, a man like that would be so nice to you.”

“Hee, hee…” So, you think I’m pretty?”

“Be respectful, bitch.”

“No, you’re right that it’s pretty… Yo. This! I said it was pretty, right… Right? Dad? You said I was pretty, right? “Pretty?”

In response to repeated questions, Oh Cheol-ho threw his chopsticks on the floor and got angry.

“Oh yeah. It’s pretty. You bitch. My daughter is pretty. Are you done?”

Then, Ohana, smiling brightly, hugged me and whispered.

“I’m so happy to hear that… “I guess I’m crazy, oppa.”

Well, she is a crazy bitch. In fact.

I quietly swallowed the words that rose up in my throat. At the same time, I checked Oh Cheol-ho’s eyes as he looked at Oh Hana.

The eyes were warmer than I expected.