My Dad Is Too Strong

"You've got a bad habit."

at a word of it

The air in the room has subsided.

It was Ryu Jun-yeol's laughter that broke the momentary silence.

"Hahahahaha!"

the first hunter

Korea ranks second in Hunter's ranking.

A self called Changwang.

It was so ridiculous to be called a son of a dog by a mere public servant.

Ryu Jun-yeol, who had been whining for a long time with his hands covered in his face, stopped laughing.

When I took off my sunglasses, I could see a face that was all distorted.

And from his body, Mana rose like an explosion.

"Ryu Jun-yeol. Stop it. This is in the Director's office."

Moon Ae-kyung's warning.

Ryu Jun-yeol walked to Do-jun, ignoring her words.

Then, he puts his face on Dojun's forehead and glares at him with an expression that will soon eat him.

"Would you like to die by that son-of-a-bitch?"

Ryu Jun-yeol growling low, exuding a lively atmosphere.

And it was time for Jung Young-chul, who was watching from the side, to raise his voice.

Dojun slowly raised his hand and grabbed Ryu Jun-yeol's neck.

Moon Ae-kyung was startled at the sight.

The general public dared to touch King Chang's body and neck.

Moon Ae-kyung thought Ryu Jun-yeol would kill Do-jun.

But

"Kuck!"

Dojun lifted Ryu Jun-yeol.

The mana that was rising from Ryu Jun-yeol's body quickly went out.

Painfully, he struggles to take off Do-joon's hand.

Dojun said.

"If I give you strength here, you die."

A cold voice echoed through the room.

Moon Ae-kyung doubted whether what she was seeing was a dream or not.

Is he acting, or is he really overpowered?

"Sa, save me... ..."

Ryu Jun-yeol's face began to turn white.

I couldn't breathe.

I tried to lift Mana up to get out of this situation.

Somehow Mana didn't get together.

"I forgive you once."

Took

Dojun let go of his hand.

Ryu Jun-yeol's body fell on the floor.

Then he gasped and coughed.

"Know that there are no more than two."

"Cough! Cough-cough!"

Jung Young-chul lowered his head hurriedly.

"I'm sorry, officer in charge. I'll never let this happen again."

"Well, it's not the Director's fault."

said Dojun, walking to the sofa.

And Lee Kang-hyun thought, gulping down his dry saliva.

'It's not even a mana.'

What overwhelmed Ryu Jun-yeol was.

It was pure strength.

However, what was strange was that the mana that Ryu Jun-yeol had pulled up was scattered and disappeared.

Afterwards, Ryu Jun-yeol tried to run Mana, but it seemed he couldn't.

".........."

Jung felt a cold sweat running from his back.

I knew that Dojun was strong, but I didn't think he was enough to defeat In Changwang and Ryu Junyeol at once.

'Turkish monster.'

Do-joon spoke, ignoring the gaze he had on him.

"I can imagine, but can you tell me why you called me?"

Jung Young-chul, who came to his senses, walked to his seat and sat down.

Then Ryu Jun-yeol, who had fallen down, bit his lips tightly and sat next to Lee Kang-hyun.

Too much of a difference in ability to think of it as a disgrace.

My fist shook, but I had to swallow the anger inside.

"Well, let me be blunt. Please join the attack squad at the center."

an expected request

But Dojun had no intention of doing so.

A minimum period of two weeks is required for one central attack, i.e. Dive.

He didn't do anything, and he didn't have a family to consider.

There was work to be done and there was a daughter at home.

I can't be away for so long.

"It doesn't go into the machine tools."

"......as expected. Oh, of course, I'm very grateful for the ticket. Frankly speaking, I was thinking about quitting the attack on the heart attack....... thanks to you, we can continue."

Jung Young-chul took out his bankbook from the inside pocket of his suit and handed it out to Do-jun.

"This is my little sincerity. Please don't feel pressured and accept it."

"Mr. Director."

"Yes, sir."

Dojun pushed his bank account back toward Jung Young-chul.

"Civil servants will be fired if they take bribes."

"It's not a bribe, it's a thank-you."

"That's a bribe in our industry."

Jung Young-chul groaned.

Do-jun smiled at the sight.

"But I want to have a good relationship with Hunter Administration."

"Go, thank you."

"If you promise to continue to show me your sincerity, I'll help you a little bit more. So that the attack squad can easily dig into the center."

"......what if it's a sex?"

at a time when one refuses money and honor

What kind of sincerity does Dojun want?

"It's simple. Whatever I ask you to do in the future, you...…"

At the following words of Dojun.

Everyone was astonished.

That's.

You can say, "Yes, sir.""

It was the same as saying that he would be the actual head of the Hunter Administration.

* * *

Friday at 4 p.m.

Do-jun, who wrote a half-price, was on his way home after work from a supermarket near his house after shopping.

I was going to look around the center for two days on Saturday and Sunday.

I feel sorry for leaving for two days because I wanted to do something for my family.

'This should be enough.'

envelopes full of hands

According to the receipt, the price of ingredients alone exceeded 100,000 won.

In addition, I have already searched the portal site blog and learned the recipe for cooking.

There is no problem.

Ttiririk.

Let's open the door and enter the house.

Two dragons are rushing out.

in a hurry

"I came early..." Huh?

Yong-yong, who was running to the front door, stopped.

I looked alternately at Dojun's face and the clock on the wall.

"Master."

"Yes."

"You're finally fired.

"No."

Karsiel murmured.

......are we starving now?

"No."

Dojun walked into the kitchen and put his luggage on the table.

Yong-yong jumped onto the table and looked at what Do-jun brought.

And Yong-yong's eyes were turned when he saw the pack wrapped in plastic.

"Hey, this is... ..."Beef ribs!"

"Yes. For you guys."

Karsiel smiled at Yong-yong, who was happy.

"I hope the little master comes back soon.

"Why?"

"Hey, it's because your little master cooks.

"I'll do it."

At that remark.

Yong-yong and Carthiel tilted their heads.

"Your master... ...cooking...….

"But I've never seen him cook.

"Don't worry, the recipe is in my head."

..........

Dojun thought that he should clean the house first before Seol Yoon-hee came back.

It must have been very hard because I was in charge of housework every day while attending school, so I thought it would be better for me to do it for one day.

"But..."

No living room, no bathroom, even his own room.

"How can there be no dust?"

There was no dishwasher.

The same was true of laundry.

said Yong-yong, who was watching Do-jun in a flurry.

"When the owner comes to work, he does all the cleaning, laundry, and dishes before going to school.

"The little master is very sincere.

At the words of the dragons, Dojun felt complicated.

Another family, for example, Chief Kang Chul-soo, had a daughter.

The daughter of the house is said to not only clean the house, but also not her own room.

In addition, Kang said, "I had a lot of complaints and even though I was a high school student, my allowance was over 500,000 won a month.

I knew Yun-hee was a lot different from a normal high school girl, but...…'

Come to think of it, I've never personally asked for pocket money.

I'm sure you needed money if you had to go somewhere.

Come to think of it, I've never said I'd go out with my friend.

Was I putting pressure on her?'

Dojun thinks he should discuss this part.

I went back to the kitchen.

"Huck, master." Are you making braised short ribs?

"Yes. I'm going to make braised short ribs, bean paste soup, and three rolled omelettes. Let's get it done first."

Dojun took out a pack of beef ribs for braised short ribs and opened the package.

Then I poured a bottle of bottled water into the pot.

I put it on the stove and turned on the light.

Yong-yong murmured as he watched the red blood spread through the pot.

"...... I'm doomed."

* * *

with a thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud.

Seol Yoon-hee ran home and glanced at her wristwatch.

It was already past 6:40 p.m.

My return home was delayed because my practical class ended late, but I was in a hurry because I thought I would have to start preparing dinner right away so that I could serve dinner on time for Do-joon's return.

Ttiririk.

After a while, let's open the door and go in.

I could smell the savory smell.

"......."

When she saw Dojun's shoes in the shoe rack, Seol Yoon-hee took off her shoes and went inside. Yong-yong and Carthiel frowning beside Do-jun.

I could see Do-jun swinging the ladle.

"I don't think this is how you do it.

"The blog told me to do this."

I'm sorry to interrupt you. You don't remember...….

Seol Yoon-hee walked to Do-jun's side.

"Oh, Father. Cooking now...Are you doing it?"

"You're here? I think the meal will be done in a little while, so please wait."

"...yes?"

What kind of wind is blowing all of a sudden?

Moreover, the blood-mixed foam floating in a boiling pot did not seem to be doing it properly.

"Did you leave early today?"

"I took a day off in the afternoon. You suffer every day, so I'm going to make dinner today."

"...yes?"

Do-jun continued his speech by removing the bubble with a ladle.

"During school, she cooks dinner for me every evening, and does my laundry. I didn't know it normally, but when I tried to clean it, it was really clean without having to touch it. At one point, I realized that all these daily lives that I took for granted were going back to you."

".........."

"Thank you. My daughter. I'll make dinner tonight."

at Dojun's words

Seol Yoon-hee's heart aches.

Tears flowed unknowingly.

And hugged Dojun's broad back from behind.

"No, it's not everything."

"Huh?"

"My father... ... Because I have a dad. I think I'm enjoying too much happiness. Eating dinner together, watching TV, and sometimes hanging out together on weekends. If you hadn't taken me away, I wouldn't have had it all."

He's such a good boy.

Dojun thought.

* * *

a steaming hot table

Today's braised short ribs taste subtle.

Even if you say so.

Yong-yong ate the ribs.

Dojun and Seol Yoonhee were watching that.

We smiled at each other.

"By the way, why don't you ask for pocket money?"

"Pocket money? I'm already getting it...…"

"I never gave it to you."

"You gave me 720,000 won last month."

"Huh?"

"I bought a vacuum cleaner for 210,000 won, and a dryer for 340,000 won..."

Seol Yoon-hee mumbled, counting her fingers.

Dojun sighed.

"That's the cost of living. I'm talking about what you write personally."

"Oh, I spent 70,000 won on transportation."

Is this child naive?

Or are they pretending to be naive?

Do-jun laughed in vain.

"And..."

"You need pocket money to hang out with your friends."

"That's fine."

"Why? Friends give it to you?"

"No, I prefer staying at home."

Seol Yoon-hee smiled.

He seemed to mean it.

"......you can hang out with your friends to build friendships. Well, let me know if you need it anyway."

"Yes."

"Oh. And I'm going on a business trip to Gangwon-do this weekend, so keep that in mind."

Seol Yun-hee flinched at the remark.

"Go, all of a sudden?"

"That's what happened."

Dojun said, putting the boiled potatoes in his mouth.

"Can I come with you?"

"No."

Seol Yoonhee poked out her lips.

He breathed a sigh.

"So you're coming on Sunday night?"

"You could come sooner than that."

Carthiel, who was eating feed.

I looked up at Dojun and thought.

'Are we going to the center?'