Episode 78
The dining table in a harmonious living room.
Sumire seed happy to sit next to Shin Yoo-sung.
‘Mr. Yoo Yoo-seong and sukiyaki…’
To Sumire, sukiyaki was not a simple food. It was a al that families ate together on special occasions.
“hey! Suguha! I told you not to enter the room on your own!”
“however? Why should I listen to you?”
Suito glared at Suguha.
Uncharacteristically for a 9-year-old, Suguha is relaxed.
“Oishi….(delicious…)”
Sugoro, 5 years old, dipped his palm in raw egg instead of sukiyaki.
“hey! Eat eggs with sukiyaki!”
Seeing that, Suguha was disgusted. Suika, the mother, just smiled.
“Hehe, our Sugoro must be very hungry, right? wait a little bit though Because it’s a long-awaited sukiyaki.”
bubbling.
Sukiyaki in a pot that cooks with a sound. Soone walked down the stairs on the second floor with calm steps.
“This is so… like this… to be able to welco a special guest.”
A middle-aged middle-aged man with a relaxed expression wearing glasses.
“dad!”
Sumire waved her hand happily.
Shintaro, the father, slowly walked over and stroked Sumire’s hair.
“Haha yes. okay!”
Shintaro sat across from Yuseong Shin, the guest. Shintaro fell into thought with a good-natured smile.
‘This student… is the head of Sumire’s party.’
Rumors about Shin Yuseong had also been heard by Shintaro. The King’s disciple. Rebellion’s arrest. winning the national competition. Shin Taro, Sumire’s father, could not be unaware of Shin Yoo-sung’s performance.
‘How could he be so strong with an F-class trait like Sumire’s…
? The cherished Sumire only has F-class attributes. Shintaro did not want to send Sumire to a dangerous site where his life was at stake, believing in his F-class characteristics.
‘…also.’
However, seeing Shin Yoo-seong’s performance, Shintaro felt much better. It was because he confird that he could do F-class traits, and it was because of the belief that Shin Yoo-seong would protect him even if sothing dangerous happened.
‘Really… reassuring.’
Shintaro’s happy expression looking at Shin Yuseong. Of course, that wasn’t the end of it. Sumire has definitely brightened up after spending ti with Shin Yoo-seong.
To Shintaro, who had a lot of worries after ‘the incident’, Shin Yoo-seong was a benefactor.
“Now then, shall we eat?”
Let Shintaro smile and say. Suika covered her mouth and laughed.
“Now, everyone, eat as little as you want.”
As soon as Suika, who was laughing, let go of the ladle. Seeing an opportunity, Sumire quickly grabbed the ladle.
However, despite the confident catch, Sumire was paying attention to her family. It’s because I’ve never had enough at at sukiyaki before.
In the end, Shintaro, the father, laughed haha.
“Because there is enough at. Treat your guests to your heart’s content.”
Only then did Sumire’s face light up.
“Well then! Mr. Yooseong… he likes at the most. brimfully! After that, mushrooms… Oh, tofu is delicious too!”
Shintaro smiled at Sumire’s aggressive look.
“ha ha ha! You did a good job preparing a lot of at.”
“Oh my, this guy too…”
Suika was equally pleased with Sumire’s actions. Shin Yuseong looked at the sukiyaki served on the plate in front of him.
‘…Slls good.’
Because of his life in Mt. Musin, Yooseong Shin’s sense of sll was more developed than anyone else’s.
‘Did the green onion and tofu be baked?’
Yoosung Shin’s taste buds were becoming more picky as he lived with Sumire.
well.
Shin Yoo-seong picks up beef with chopsticks and puts it in his mouth.
‘…This is so delicious.’
Sumire was right. The sukiyaki I ate in the club room on a rainy day was also delicious. The taste of the sukiyaki eaten together was really the best.
Sumire, who was looking at him restlessly, asked cautiously.
“How are you?”
“delicious.”
Sumire’s expression was saved by Shin Yoo-seong’s calm reply.
“really? Then this too!”
Delighted, Sumire picked up the beef with her chopsticks, dipped it in a raw egg, and served it to Shin Yoo-seong.
well.
Shin Yoo-seong readily accepts and eats the at that Sumire gives him. Seeing that, Sumire smirked with an idiotic face.
‘At my house… sukiyaki… to Mr. Yuseong… I myself?’
Sumire looks happy to anyone.
Shintaro and Suika’s heart ward at the sight of Sumire’s delight.
“Hehe, unnie’s expression is stupid.”
“I know. You are such an idiot.”
However, Suguha and Suito make fun of Sumire. Sugoro, the youngest, dipped the raw egg into his palm again and ate it.
“…Oishii! (…delicious!)”
Shintaro and Suika looked at each other and exchanged glances. When Suika gives the signal first, Shintaro sneaks into the kitchen.
Suika said to Shintaro with a serious expression.
“honey. As expected, Sumire…”
“You must like Yoosung, right?”
“So. If that timid child would show off like that…”
Suika put her chin on her chin and looked at Sumire from afar. Seeing Sumire look happy, Suika naturally smiled.
“I can’t help it either. I have no choice but to support you even when I am here.”
Supporting Sumire’s unrequited love was the sa as Suika and Shintaro.
“is it so. …let’s cheer for them even when they’re in Japan.”
* * *
After the al.
As promised, the Suikawa Shintaro couple treated Shin Yoo-seong with too much kindness.
[Hoho, isn’t there anything uncomfortable?]
Suica is approaching.
[…student Yoosung Shin? If you need anything, feel free to tell .]
Shintaro smiles kindly.
[Ah~ And the bath water is heated. tell when you’re ready Hehe~]
Shin Yoo-seong entered the bath at Suika’s kind words. Although Sumire’s house is old, it is well maintained. That was the influence of Shintaro, who was thrifty.
‘…Family.’
Shin Yooseong smiled slightly.
The luxurious life of Seven Number was good, but the ti spent at Sumire’s house was no less.
The ti spent with Sumire’s family had a warm, pleasant feeling of fulfillnt.
Swoop.
Shin Yooseong walked out of the bathtub after taking a bath. And what he took out of his pocket was a white T-shirt. Co to think of it, this was also the clothes Sumire gave as a gift.
Shin Yoo-seong, lost in thought, smiled at the skull drawn on the T-shirt.
‘…surely.’
Now Shin Yoo-seong could not even imagine life without his colleagues.
jump.
Let Shin Yoo-seong open the door. Sumire wore a pajama with a skull on it and smiled awkwardly.
“Are you done?”
Sumire whispered in a low voice, lest Sugoro, who was sleeping next to him, wake up.
“huh. Thanks to.”
Shin Yooseong looked down at the thick cotton blanket on the floor. three. One was Shin Yuseong and the others seed to belong to Sumire and Sugoro.
As soon as you lie down, you can feel the soft cotton of the blanket. Sumire turned off the light. A darkened room. Sumire manages to return to her seat even though she can’t be seen.
Looking back, it was a day in which many things happened. Sumire looked up at the dark ceiling and opened her mouth.
“Today… thank you so much.”
Having said that, Sumire smiled brightly even though her expression was not visible.
“Drop the party. I ran away to Korea… It’s obviously my fault. Still, because Yooseong was on my side. I was really, really… happy.”
To Sumire’s story, Shin Yoo-seong calmly replied.
“Sumire, you are being insulted. I couldn’t see.”
Sumire lowered her head and her face turned red. Shin Yoo-seong said in the sa tone as usual.
“We’re at the sa party.”
Sumire, who was delighted, laughed bitterly for so reason at Shin Yoo-seong’s words.
“…is that so? …We’re at the sa party.”
Sumire laughed bitterly for so reason.
I actually knew. Shin Yoo-seong’s actions are always because Sumire is a party mber. It was clear that the target would have behaved the sa whether it was Kim Eun-ah or Amy. Shin Yoo-seong and Sumire are always among the party mbers.
‘…I feel strange.’
A strange feeling that makes you happy, but also pokes at the other side of your chest. Quite a bit of ti passed, but Sumire couldn’t sleep.
10 minutes. 30 minutes. How much ti had passed while staring at the ceiling?
Took.
“…to?”
Suddenly Shin Yuseong’s hand covered Sumire’s hand. A palpable hand feel. Sumire was so flustered that her lips trembled, but she tried to stay as calm as possible.
Even if ti passes, Shin Yoo-seong doesn’t even have a sign. Sumire swallowed in a gulp.
‘…you can’t stand it. Are you sleeping?’
It seems that the action just before was sleep talking. Sumire seldom let go of her hand.
‘If he suddenly removes his hand, Yoosung-san might wake up…’ He
said that, but Sumire unknowingly wiggled her fingers. Beautiful long fingers. However, strong hands trained through training.
Sumire pursed her lips. It was painful to hold back the laughter that kept leaking out.
‘This is Yoosung’s hand…’
A feeling of peace just by holding hands.
‘I love you so much…’
Sumire fell asleep without realizing it like magic.
* * *
“Cheer chirp!”
The sound of birds chirping in the window.
Shin Yoo-seong, who had fallen into a deep sleep, slowly opened his eyes. Both body and mind are in peak condition. However, one arm was especially heavy.
‘It feels like blood doesn’t work…’
Shin Yoo-seong turned his head in a sense of heterogeneity.
Then, what he sees is Sumire, confidently stepping over to her futon.
Even Sumire grabbed Shin Yoo-seong’s arm and clung to him.
“Sumire?”
Shin Yoo-seong called, but Sumire didn’t even move. In the end, Shin Yoo-seong gently pulls his arm. Then Sumire cried out in her sleep.
“no!”
Sumire’s determined voice.
Knock!
As if not to let go, Sumire tightened her whole body and hugged Shin Yoo-seong’s arm even more.
“Hehe, I love it…”
Then, Sumire opened her mouth and smiled with a satisfied look on her face. Shin Yooseong eventually lay back down and closed his eyes.
‘…it can’t be helped. I need to sleep for one more hour.’
Today was Shin Yoo-seong’s record-breaking first oversleep.
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