King of Shadows

The swim, sitting naturally on the couch as if it were your home, took a sip of coffee from Lynn and entered the classroom with sharp eyes. The dominant who followed her was just sipping coffee quietly.

"You still can't make a good cup of coffee. You've been acting up a lot while I've been gone."

"Oh, you know how to tell the difference? It's a simple coffee mix.Tasting instant products sucks. That's a decent tongue."

An unexpected blow swallows the immersion, and the swim takes courage to charge again.

"... so that's the problem. Even with instant coffee, you can almost see your cooking skills. Poor guy who eats her food every day."

"Sadly, not one or two people were surprised by my cooking skills. Ah, now that you've returned to the identity that doesn't need to be dipped in a drop of water, don't you know the mind of a cook?"

"Lady! Don't forget. I'm your cooking teacher."

"And your teacher is my romantic."

"You haven't lost a word, Lady Lynn!"

"You're the one who's a contributor, Swimmer. Is that because you have a bodyguard with you?"

Swimming and Rin stare at each other as if they were eating each other. The dominant figure who had first seen the nature of the girl-swimming was solidified there.

However, Shi Hyun changed the channel on the television with a neutral look. It was a swim and Lynn that enjoyed fighting for no reason even in Grand Delhi. It was okay to say that it's become routine now. It was consistent with Morse that she realized that arguments were her own way of exchanging.

His participation only made things more complicated. It's better to stay back for a while so you can unwind.

"Too bad. If you didn't go to high school, you'd always come."

"The mind drifts apart when the body drifts apart... Isn't that the sign of separation?" "

"What did you say? Mrs. Lynn."

"I didn't say much. It's boobs going to high school now."

When he saw the growing swimming and Lynn arguing, he approached her with a contemplative face.

"Is she always like that? Se-hyun."

"No, I just have a comfortable opponent. Swimmers are still good and decent when they first met, so don't mind them. It was boring in Grand Delliol if you didn't play like that. And after four years together, it's weird not being able to open up like that."

When she said that, she laughed as she saw the gagman spitting out a catchphrase that would have been eaten three years ago.

'... I don't think he was living with her in Grand Delliol.'

The dominant who knows everything that swimming did today bit his lip. As soon as I got up, I worked hard to make up my costume to come home to Sihyun. Going to school was only a secondary process.

Natural makeup and a subtle fragrance that doesn't look like it. The dominant figure, who saw it all as an effort for one person, shed a tear. Swimming and Rin were closer to the enemy than the crocodile. But it was not a topic for us to talk about our third-party dominance, so we just quietly skipped it.

How long has it been? Lin, who had been completely decommissioned from the swimming, gave her a weepy look.

"Si-hyun, teach me a lesson. There's nothing I can't do."

"No, you two were just having fun. What if it's like something just happened?"

With a grave gaze, Xi Hyun silenced Lynn's appeal.

"That's too much!"

He puffs his cheeks, expressing his own tears, but he turns his head. The swim never misses that gap. I heard very useful information before coming.

"It's too much for you."

"What?"

"Lynn is actually 37 years old. I called her a joke, but I didn't think she was the right age to be called a joke. I'm 12 years different from you. Isn't the age difference too much? I'd rather you and I were closer together."

"Yippee...!"

Lin can't say anything like she was electrocuted. The dominant who was watching the two bickering coughed. He was the one who identified Xihyun and Lynn's residences and investigated their basic identities. I didn't think I'd say it so blatantly, so his gaze was swirling in the air. It was the same logic as the guy who cut my foot off.

It was a phone call that gave off a stiffness. Jiaying. Jiaying. When I felt a vibration in my pocket, dominance quickly grabbed my smartphone. The contacts listed on the screen were familiar to him. A short call with the other person approached the swimmer and shortened the conversation I just had with him.

"My lady, the owner is here."

/097

Sihyun and Lin met unexpected guests. Hae Hae Ho Chul, Korea, and the world's most famous talent, had not even thought about it. Maybe it was natural. For five years, they took care of Hochol's only daughter, Swimming. It was no exaggeration to say that the meeting had already been foreseen.

"Did I say preliminary?"

"Yes, please feel free to call me Lynn."

Seeing Lin's slight reply, Hocheol nodded gracefully and turned to Sihyun.

"You, Se-hyun?"

At the sound of calling to himself, he raised his head and looked at Hocheol. At the age of 47, the body was colorlessly rigid with dense muscles. It was effective with high thought and consistent management.

Unlike the face that was a sad and loving smile, her voice was somewhat stiff and dull. Moreover, there was an aura that made the viewer bowed their heads because it was prestigious.

Estimated thinking power is approximately 1.2 million. All I could think about was how great he was. He put his first impression of Hochol in his head and slowly replied.

"Yes, it is."

"Yes, it is. But this..."

Just as Sihyun and Lin had not anticipated the appearance of Hochol, Hochol also did not anticipate the appearance of him. No, I anticipated, but I missed it completely. Earlier, he listened to the words of a swimmer who called him uncle and stopped him as a middle-aged man.

I also thought it was an intellectual being with grace and kindness like Santa's grandfather.

But reality shattered Hochol's imagination. The one who sang "uncle" was a young man. Ho-chul was dizzy because he thought he was younger than I thought. Because according to the swimming, she had lived in a house for five years with a man-wolf for the first time.

"Swimming, I thought you said uncle. You look like a young man."

"When I met you, I was very young. I called him that at first, and then it became a habit, and I couldn't fix it until now. I thought I could call him Oppa, but I couldn't."

His mouth was full of smiles as he spoke in memory. Hocheol's expression hardened. Her smile was full of happiness and joy that she had never seen before, and Hochol was jealous of her beautiful smile that he had never seen in five years.

The five years he lost were his own. His mouth began to twitch with anger and jealousy, but Hochol did not forget his original purpose. He came all the way here to be polite to the people who took care of his daughter.

Hocheol was not a reckless person to return nothing to those who cared for his daughter's swimming for five years. That's why Hochol bowed his head to express his mind.

"Thank you. Thanks to you, the swimmer was able to return to a healthy state. If you want something, just say it. I'll help you."

"No, that's why I took care of the swimmer in return for specifics and clarity. And that's not how swimming and I relate."

Kwak 'jik. When he saw his smooth face answering brightly, Hocheol frowned. He reveals his discomfort with such ferocity that even the naked eye can see.

"What kind of relationship? What are you trying to say?"

"Oh, I think you're mistaken. That's not what I meant."

Xi Hyun shakes his hand on Hocheol's sternum, which is focused on the word poisonous relationship. He thought he had the wrong answer. But Hocheol had already fallen into his own world.

"Is that so? I must have been mistaken for a moment."

'Then what do you mean? Are you appealing to how broad-minded you are? You've been raising him for five years, and now you want to take him? Honor for your future father-in-law? You think I should be seen with a swimmer? I don't like it. He's even better-looking than I thought. It's weird how well a swimmer follows. No, I don't think so. But swimming was an introverted, passive child. He can't change like that. No, you're not. That can't be right. But it might not be my bias. No way...'

In Hochol's head, he draws a huge spiral with questions and doubts on his tail. Hochol couldn't take his eyes off the rest of the pool. It was terrible to imagine what he would have thought as he watched it grow beautifully for five years.

Even though he thought her swimming was so beautiful. It was not because it was flesh and blood. Swimming was very beautiful, even if it wasn't for my father's business card. The shy smile had the power to seduce both young and old, and the innocent eyes provoked the need for protection.

I didn't even know when and where the impure men reached out. And Hochol thought that one of those men was Shi Hyun.

'... but they can't be unaware.'

The ironic reason not to confront the savior with such profound prejudices and the instinct of the father to think what might have happened to his daughter was unbelievably tense. But there was no conclusion. It was all Hochol could do to say something he didn't even want to say.

"Come to my house once. My wife wants to see you, too."

"Yes, I will."

So, Hocheol spoke with Sihyun, wearing a mask on his face. I had already heard the overall story from the swimmer and knew how she lived, but I thought it would be okay to listen at the time of the demonstration.

The more I listened to him, Hocheol nodded his head. It was all a collection of thoughts that Hochol had when he was growing up to swim.

Though he was a strong young man who was hard to see in this age, Hochol became a face that could neither cry nor laugh. I would have stopped meeting with the swimmer if I had not been touchy or serious. But I couldn't do that. It was because the sincerity and purity that could not be seen as people who had lived in the lawless zone for five years tapped into Hochol's conscience.

Hochol pointed his finger at the swimming pool, raising a question that he wanted to ask.

"By the way, you gave Bo-gu-Ring to the swimmer?"

"See?"

"Yes, you gave me the Black Ring."

Hochol added an explanation, and only then did he burst his elasticity.

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