My Dad Is Too Strong

Today's midday temperature in Seoul is 27 degrees Celsius, which is equivalent to mid-June or July. But it's not humid, so it's relatively pleasant...….

"The weather is nice."

It has been four months since Yong-yong lived in this house.

At first, I couldn't adjust well and I felt uncomfortable living among humans.

However, after watching TV, I learned some lifestyle and customs, and after experiencing Braised Short Ribs and Braised Spicy Chicken, I was completely satisfied and lived in Dojun's house.

When first taken hostage by Do-jun (?), outwardly calling him.

I've always been looking for a chance to escape, but now I haven't had the slightest idea of it.

..........I can't understand it at all I think about is it.

Yong-yong recalled his first meeting with Do-jun.

At first, he only dismissed it as a human being who broke into the dragon road's nest without fear.

But when I stopped Dragon Bres from doing nothing, I was thrilled all over.

He was shocked when Dojun fired a mana gun and destroyed the mountain behind his nest.

"How can a man be so strong?"

Yong-yong murmured, chewing on the Pepero he had bought from the supermarket in front of his house.

The taste of Pepero, which is eaten secretly while watching TV alone, was simply excellent.

Carthiel and Byul will be walking around the house, so they won't be taken away.

Here's the next news. Recently...

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"What is it?"

Suddenly, the TV turned black and there was a noise.

The screen didn't turn off. Channel 8 was written in white letters.

Yong-yong scratched his head and looked around the TV.

Don't tell me... ...if there's no TV, what's the joy of living?…!

At that time, some memory passed by fragmentarily in Yong-yong's mind.

Before Byul came yet, when Carthiel and I were eating kimbap at a snack bar near our house.

The old TV in the snack bar showed the same symptoms, but when the old lady came out and hit the TV tube, the TV returned to its original state.

"Hmm."

Yong-yong climbed onto the drawer shelf supporting the TV.

Then he remembered and raised his front foot toward where his grandmother hit him.

It looked a bit different from the TV at the snack bar, but it's the same TV anyway.

Yong-yong tried to hit me with a little bit of strength.

then

"Echoo!"

Parsack!

Half of the TV was blown away.

***

"Mountain is mountain, water is water...…."

Kang Cheol-soo called from the rooftop.

As I entered the office, I murmured to myself.

Kwon Hyuk-soo, who was watching the scene, said, turning his chair toward Kang Chul-soo's seat.

"What's the matter, chief?"

Kang Chul-soo didn't look very well.

said Kang Chul-soo, who had reclined his chair and was absent-minded.

"Young-min had another accident at school."

"......didn't you say you had an accident the other month?"

"Yes, it was the same last month."

Young-min was Kang Chul-soo's 10-year-old son.

I made my homeroom teacher contact me once a month.

I got a call from my homeroom teacher today, so I went up to the rooftop and answered the phone quietly.

This time, he broke three school windows while playing tag with his friends.

"It's really tiring to have someone in trouble at home."

Tadak.

Dojun thought while typing on the keyboard.

I'm glad there's no one in my house who's in trouble.

***

"Oh, my God.

Yong-yong's expression is bewildered.

I looked at the half-tied TV.

The floor of the living room was cluttered with broken parts.

Lee, Recovery!

The TV caught a flash of light.

But nothing happened.

I've tried various magic spells.

The broken TV did not return to its original state.

Shaking.

Yong-yong shook his legs and bit his claws.

My whole body is energized and cold sweat flows from my back.

And I came to a conclusion.

"I'm dead."

No matter how much I think about it.

It's a fate that must die.

***

Carthiel and Byul who came home from a walk.

Carthiel's walk in the living room stopped abruptly.

I don't know what's going on, but the TV was smashed.

"Shi, Sie, Aie. T. B. Stir."

"......yes, you're right."

Carthiel found Yong-yong crouching on the veranda.

I opened the veranda door and approached Yong-yong.

There was a liter of milk carton in front of Yong-yong.

"......Sir Izaasu?"

Flinch!

Yong-yong's shoulders were moving up and down.

He looked carefully at Carthiel.

And sighs of relief.

"It was you."

"The TV was broken...…."

That's what I said.

Look at the 1-liter milk carton in front of Yong-yong.

But the smell of spoiled cheese came up.

"Yi, Isaas. It's past the expiration date."

A week has already passed and gone bad milk.

Besides, the contents were warm.

When I shook the milk, the contents were thickly lumped.

"I'm not going to go crazy."

"Dear Isaas. You're not going to eat, are you?"

Yong-yong gulped down his saliva.

A vile smell assailed my nostrils.

a disgusting smell

But I had to eat.

"If you're sick, you'll be in less trouble.

Only then did Karsiel know why Yong-yong was doing this.

"... ...Isaas. Would you mind taking a look at the star for a moment?"

"Huh?"

Flashing

At that moment, Karsiel's new model disappeared.

With a smashed TV.

***

A space stacked with machine parts.

Inside, you can see a man in a white gown.

said Carthiel, walking to the man.

"Hakase."

A man named Hakase looks back.

A tall man who is over two meters tall, handsome with a strong impression.

When he found Karsiel, he opened his eyes wide.

With a broad smile, he ran between machine parts and hugged Carthiel tightly.

"Carthiel! Long time no see!"

Flash!

Hakase lifted the carciel and burned the plane.

The act of dealing with a child.

Carthiel blushed and frowned.

"What, what are you doing? Let go!"

"Hahahaha! It's been two millennia since Bung Bung."

Boongboong meant burning an airplane.

Hakase really adored the polymorphized carciel.

Carthiel was so ashamed that he could die whenever Hakase went bungling.

"By the way, what brings you here?"

"I have a request."

"Please?"

with a nod of the head.

I banged my finger.

One day a broken TV appeared on the floor.

Hakase seemed to be a little interested in the TV Carthiel brought.

"It's TV."

"You know what?"

"Of course. I know everything about machines. It's used on Earth, right?"

"Yes. You know it well. Can you fix this, then?"

Hakase giggled and said,

"Well, I'm asking you to do this, but there's no reason why you can't. I have to tell you what happened. Why you're holding Earth's stuff. Why do I have to fix this?"

"Get me off for now!"

"큭큭."

Hakase laughed as he put Karsiel down on the floor.

"I'll tell you the conclusion first. If we don't fix this in two hours, Master Isaas will die."

Hakase was told that.

I scratched my head as if I didn't understand.

King of all dragons.

One who is feared and feared in one body.

Isoas.

Why is there talk of the death of Isoas on TV?

"......I'd like you to tell me more. By the way, you met Isaas?

"We're living together now."

"What?! Where?"

"Changshin Villa 301."

"......where is it?"

"On Earth, in Korea....... It's a new nest."

"Sharing the nest? With Isaas?"

"Yes."

"My God."

Dragon number five, Hakase.

He heard facts beyond his grasp.

said, pressing down on his throbbing head with his hand.

"Yes. Let's say what you say is true. Let's say you and Isaas come out of their nests and live in Changshin Villa 301 on Earth, among countless planets. To be honest, if other dragons had heard it up to here, they would have been surprised."

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

"What do you mean if we don't fix the TV in two hours, he'll die?"

It was Izasu, who was called the king.

Dragon, the dominant species located at the top of countless species, not anyone else.

How can the Dragon King die?

"The TV here is not a monk or mine, but a thing of the master."

"...Master?"

"And the master leaves the office in two hours."

"Come on, wait. What do you mean? Master? Are you saying that you are serving someone other than Isaas? That's unforgivable, no matter how much you're Carthiel."

Hakase growled low.

said Carthiel with a sigh.

"Sen Izaas also calls him Master."

"......and that again."

What are you talking about?

***

"Hi... ...my beloved nest.

Yong-yong put a sheet of paper on the table.

And looking at the star sleeping on the sofa with a sad face.

I walked to the front door and jumped to open the gate.

It was then.

Flash!

"Dear Isaas. Where are you going?"

I'm sorry... I want to live......... Huh?'

Yong-yong's eyes widened.

There was a TV on the floor of the living room.

With a tang.

Throw away the swelling.

He rushed to the TV.

The TV, which had apparently split in half, was right.

"Oh, what happened?

"I asked Hakase for a favor. He was glad to fix it."

Tears came out of Yong-yong's eyes at a momentarily.

"Hahahaha. Actually, I wanted to stay in this house a little longer. Thank you, Carthiel! I should thank Hakase later, too.

"I ask him to tell me to visit the nest sometime."

"Of course you should."

***

Throbbing.

What about Dojun who bought frozen galbijjim at the mart?

I walked home with light steps.

Since Seol Yoon-hee is taking a test today, he had to prepare for dinner.

He was not good at cooking, so he bought frozen food that only needed to be heated.

'It's a little late.'

It's an hour later than usual.

It was already getting dark outside.

I wish I had dinner first.

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Open the gate and enter the house.

But unlike usual, no one came to meet me.

It wasn't until I saw all three of them sleeping on the sofa that I understood.

We've been there! Special forces at restaurants! This is Sundaegukjip located in Noryangjin...

Don't disturb children sleeping.

I turned off the TV by pressing the power button on the remote control.

Maybe he fell asleep while watching TV.

a rustling sound

I put the frozen braised short ribs I bought from the mart on the table.

"This one?"

Dojun picked up a piece of paper on the table.

sloppy writing on A4 paper, scribbled with pencils

Hi, how are you?

be a dragonfly

I'm resending it to the TV department.

It's been a pleasure.

Please don't look for it.

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

Dojun was holding a piece of paper.

I took turns looking at Yong-yong, who was so deep asleep that no one would know who carried him on his back and forth.

"Leaving... ...no, did you go out?"

muttering like that

I started preparing dinner.