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Quiver-

The door opened, and a woman resembling Gong Hye-sun pushed out her head.

“… Hye-sun, are you sleeping?”

“Yes? Yeji sister? What’s up… ?”

craft paper.

It was the name of a woman who resembled Gong Hye-sun’s pink hair and appearance.

Gong Ji-ji glanced at the hallway, and cautiously stepped into the room.

“… Can I turn on the light?”

“yes I’m fine.”

tick-

With Gong Hye-sun’s permission, the light turned on, and Gong Ji-ji, who was wearing a pure white robe, took off his clothes and spoke.

“Ugh… . Hye Sun-ah. Take this off.”

Gong Hye-sun, who looked at him silently, quietly helped him take off his clothes.

Underneath the pure white clothes that the craft paper had taken off, there was a training suit that would be worn by any other students.

“… ha… . I’ll live for a while now. thank you.”

Gong Ji-ji pulled down the zipper of her shirt and spoke to Hye-sun Gong.

“Hye-sun. Is it worth going to school these days?”

“… Ugh, what… .”

At Gong Ji-ji’s words, Hye-sun Gong looked at the clothes she had taken off with a somewhat apologetic expression on her face.

“… Sister is fine… ? Oh, my dad won’t let me live… ?”

“Dad? Dad what… . You are always sad.”

A strange thorn was laid on the words of the craft paper.

We just said hello to each other, but the atmosphere became awkward.

Craft paper took off the fluff on her clothes and opened her mouth naturally.

“So, who is that boy?”

“… uh? Who, who… ?”

“I heard everything from Mijoo unnie. You say you’re having a tantrum these days.”

As if surprised, Gong Hye-sun answered with her eyes wide open.

“Uh, I don’t know what you’re talking about… . Whoa! sister! don’t do it!”

The woman called her older sister rubbed Gong Hye-sun’s chest and said sarcastically.

“Who are you, don’t you tell your sister? Are you sleeping separately now?”

Then Gong Hye-sun covered her chest and shouted.

“Oh no! Isn’t it like a thumb?!”

“Then you can just talk. Are you weird?”

“Ji, Jihwan is like that… . Suck!”

“yes? Jihwan? what kind of jihwan is it? Are you Kim?”

Craft paper was clinging to her and bothered her, and Gong Hye-sun lowered her voice as if she had no choice but to speak softly.

“… sister. Can’t you tell other sisters about it? never?”

“What’s good about twins, if you don’t. I’ll never do it. Come on, tell me.”

“… really?”

“really!”

Gong Hye-sun, who looked at the craft paper, sighed briefly and slowly opened her mouth.

“… That, so… . The boy I saw at the entrance ceremony… .”

“The entrance ceremony? Academy?”

“Yes… . On a snowy day… .”

The twins’ night passed just like that.

*

I crossed my legs while looking at the pictures that popped up on my phone.

The several photos he sent showed how much fun he had today.

From a photo of a daughter who bought pretty clothes.

A photo of a couple with their heads together.

Photos taken with animals in the background.

Last photo taken at the restaurant.

It is quite a heartwarming picture for a mother of a single family.

However.

“… I don’t like it… .”

Before I was a mother, I was a woman.

Of course, it’s unpleasant for my beloved husband to spend time with a woman other than me.

No matter how much a child is born with a stomachache, nothing changes.

“… .”

I checked the message I had shared with my husband again.

[ The picture I took with Soyeon today is very pretty, isn’t it? I think she looks prettier because she looks just like her mother hahaha ]

[My daughter is pretty. I had a hard time playing with you today. Come and talk to me soon ^^ ]

… One thing is fortunate, that my husband does not feel Min So-yeon as the opposite sex.

I was a little worried because Min So-yeon looked just like me, but fortunately, what I was worried about did not happen.

The problem is that my daughter is an idiot that even my father doesn’t know.

Min So-yeon in the photo already had a full-fledged female face.

Numerous experiences of slaying the bitches that hovered around her husband are telling the story.

Min So-yeon loves my husband now.

It wasn’t severe yet, but seeing the sticky gaze on her husband, it wasn’t long ago.

To have such a young bitch next to my husband… .

As a wife, I can never leave it alone.

In my mind, I want to reveal my husband’s identity right away and separate the two of them.

If he knew his true identity, that child would be willing to give up his heart.

Although he has shown a special fondness for his father since childhood, he will not covet his resurrected father.

However, the restrictions placed on her husband by the ‘system’ are a stumbling block.

The fact that he hasn’t revealed his identity so far means that there are definitely big restrictions.

As long as the ‘system’ is intertwined, it cannot be rushed.

They like to play with words, so they must have cleverly hidden their meaning.

Then there is only one way left.

… You just have to cut one side.

Of course, you can’t beat the kid.

If you have properly inherited my blood, it will crawl out no matter how much you press it.

because i did

However… . What if your husband makes him slaughter the child himself?

Surely, he will not be able to resist the fluff, and he will fall out on his own.

Seducing the idiot is the biggest problem, but it may be possible enough if you flirt like it has been.

However, I don’t know how far the child’s patience will last.

As he did to me, it is certain that my husband will unwittingly hit his tail, but if the child is impatient and attacks him… .

Considering his personality and the situation he is in, there is a high possibility that he will accept him reluctantly.

It is certain that he was more comfortable being sick than a child being sad.

… You have to write your hand before that.

At any rate, never allow her husband to accept the child.

widely-

I put down my cell phone and immediately grabbed the bell on the window and shook it.

Then, the housekeeper who heard the bell appeared in the room.

“What I said, please prepare.”

“… Yes, madam.”

As soon as I received the instructions, leaving behind the busy housekeeper, I took off my clothes one by one and headed to the bathroom.

It’s been a long time since we’ve been together, so I’ll have to think a little bit about how to make my husband happy.

*

“… .”

I watched Yoo Ji-hwan’s actions silently.

I naturally placed the cut meat that was cut to be easy to eat on my plate, and then started slicing the meat again.

This time, I wanted to eat it myself, but, not surprisingly, he gently placed it on my plate again.

I am not a child, nor am I not good at using knives, so why am I taking care of them like this?

“Is it edible?”

At that time, Yoo Ji-hwan spoke with a bright smile.

“… .”

Instead of answering, I quietly dipped the meat and put it in my mouth.

My heart is pounding, so I don’t know what it tastes like.

As he mechanically moved his mouth and glanced at the other side, Yoo Ji-hwan satisfactorily raised the corner of his mouth and began to put food on his plate.

… bad bastard.

Rather than such trivial considerations, I want to hear sincere words… .

Whether he knows my heart or not, Yoo Ji-hwan continued his meal with a calm face.

After eating something uncomfortable.

Finally time to go home.

Yoo Ji-hwan suggested taking a taxi.

“… taxi?”

“Yeah, I think the subway will be crowded.”

“… Then.”

I couldn’t say that the subway was good.

So we took a taxi and got off a little far from the house.

Originally, I was planning to get off right in front of the house… .

I insisted on wanting to walk, barely making time.

In the meantime, Yoo Ji-hwan, who was not aware, asked if he could go home right away.

… ignorant guy.

One shot! What I wanted to hit, I barely endured.

When I got out of the taxi, the sky had already darkened for a long time, and only the intermittent streetlights were illuminating the street.

While dragging time by deliberately moving slowly, Yoo Ji-hwan finally opened his mouth.

“Soyeon-ah. Isn’t it cold?”

It wasn’t what I expected, but I nodded my head in response.

In fact, there is no time to feel the cold.

Because all his nerves were focused on him, he didn’t feel cold, hard, or anything.

“… It was fun today. Is not it?”

“… yes.”

To him who was asking for consent, I replied in a small way.

Aside from my drowsy, it’s a really satisfying day.

I was able to bring back memories with my family, and I received a precious gift from Yoo Ji-hwan.

There were some unsavory things in the middle, but I was rewarded that much, so it’s okay.

Now there is only one last thing left.

It’s just to gain confidence from Yoo Ji-hwan.

I deliberately took the time to pay attention to it, but I don’t think it’s going to go unnoticed.

… Isn’t it?

I felt a little uneasy, but I tried to calm my mind and took the time as much as possible.

and… .

“Go in carefully. See you next week.”

“… uh?”

What I feared happened.

… Is that the end?

good to go in? Can you fit in well?

He didn’t say anything even when he came to the front of the house, so I wondered if he was trying to come into the house, but it wasn’t.

“… what’s the matter?”

It was all my mistake.

It was wrong to want me to say something to this stuffy bastard… .

“… What do you have to say?”

Last night, I remembered what ‘friends’ had said together.

If that blunt idiot is stupid to the end, there’s only one way.

“Soyeon… .”

“… Hey, Yoo Ji-hwan.”

I took a step closer to him, looked him in the eye and said.

“Do you like me?”

At that moment, Yoo Ji-hwan’s eyes trembled.

“… Don’t turn around, speak straight. You like me, right?”

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