My Dad Is Too Strong

Winter was a particularly difficult season to wake up.

Although Byul was not sensitive to the cold, she felt some cold air when she came out of the warm blanket, so she dug into the blanket again and dozed off. Then, the star, who had a growling sound in his stomach, wriggled for a long time under the blanket, rolled around and landed on the floor.

in a burst

Open the door and come out into the living room.

While sitting in front of the table and reading the newspaper, Do-jun found Byul and smiled. When Byul found her father, she felt better, so she walked and hugged him. palpitating Dad's heart beat slower than the others. And the moment Byul's hand touched Dad's neck, Byul blinked her eyes. There was no warmth in my dad's neck, no coldness.

"......."

The baby went down from his father's arms with a serious look on his own.

Dojun tilted his head and soon got ready for work.

***

Seoul City Hall, Crack Management Division.

By 8:40 a.m., employees go to work one by one.

A middle-aged man passed behind Do-jun, who arrived early and was checking the level and stats of the contracted hunters, and sat in his seat. When Dojun saw Chief Kang Chul-soo, he bowed slightly.

"Hello."

"Oh, yeah. Ugh. It's cold, it's cold. It's snowing a lot."

Kang Chul-soo trembled and immediately turned on the stove next to his desk. He was wearing a padded coat, a scarf and gloves on top of his suit. It must have been quite cold since the morning temperature went above minus 10 degrees Celsius.

"It's very cold today, isn't it?""

"......yes. Well, that's right."

"No. I don't think you did, Dojun."

Dojun's costume was simple.

A navy blue knitwear on top of a white shirt.

The coat is hung on the chair.

The heater went on from 9 a.m. and despite the current chilly office temperature, Dojun looked relaxed as if he didn't feel any cold.

"Turn the stove on quickly, too. I'm freezing to death."

Dojun turned on the stove with a smile.

And around 8:55 a.m., senior Kwon Hyuk-soo rushed in.

The red-eared face of ears and nose was strongly appealing that 'I'm cold now.'

Kwon Hyuk-soo wasn't even wearing a padded jacket, but he was also wearing gloves and a scarf.

"......Dohjun, aren't you cold?"

"I'm fine."

Kwon Hyuk-soo was about to open his eyes wide when he saw a coat on Dojun's seat.

Soon, he sat down again, coughing in vain. Kwon Hyuk-soo has been aware that Do-jun is not an ordinary person since he realized Yong-yong's identity last time.

"Hey, winter colds are so scary. Wear a scarf in the morning from tomorrow. How sad it is to be sick."

Kang Chul-soo said, wiping his runny nose with tissue.

Since Dojun came to work.

Byul went out to town in her uniform. In his hand, he was walking with one of his most cherished wallets, the bear wallet. And, the main shopping mall. He will enter a clothing store run by Park Deok-bae. With a rattling sound, Park Deok-bae looked at the door.

"Hello, new yo!"

"Hahahaha. You came early today."

Monday's elf.

Byul was greeting the merchants in the main shopping mall every Monday, giving them life's vital energy. Park Deok-bae gave me a cup of tea at an appropriate warm temperature, not hot or lukewarm.

"That's all you have."

Park Deok-bae smiled.

How polite!

Byul who drank the whole drop of Yulmoo tea.

I walked around the clothing store with my hands on my back. Then, he wandered from the display stand where the muffler was hung, and began to look at each of them as if he were doing a review.

"Do you want a scarf?"

"Woong."

"Watch it as much as you like. Oh, how about this? It's a cute scarf with a Pororong on it."

Penguin wearing glasses.

Looking at the cute and dainty Pororong scarf, Byul's eyes glistened.

But he shook his head as if he had lost interest soon.

"Bam Lee is Phil Yo Up."

"Hmm?"

"Oh, you're not. Buy Abba's. We've got to lose."

"Huh. How nice of you. So you're here to buy your father's?"

"My."

And he said that.

Byul scrutinized adult mufflers.

Then he touched a blue scarf.

"Ah, Joe."

"Yes."

"This is Jae-Ji-Lee-Mo-Ae?"

"It's Wool."

"Joe's silver child?"

"Well, not bad."

Byul rubbed her face against a blue scarf made of wool.

Then he took his face off. There was no change in his expression whether he liked it very much.

And this time he found a long black scarf,

"You gonmo child."

"It's Cashmere. It's a high quality wool."

"Gle Ku Na."

This time, I rub my face again.

The soft touch enveloped my face.

Byul grinned as if she liked the scarf quite a bit.

"But why all of a sudden do you want to present your father's scarf?"

"Apbar neck. This car is gone. Let's say "Seo, Mok, Do, Do, Do, Do, Do, Do, Do Give me that rum."

Although Park Deok-bae was single.

At this moment, I desperately wanted to get married and have a baby.

How can you be so beautiful? The corners of your mouth went up.

The cashmere muffler for men that Byul is looking at costs 59,000 won. It was too much for Byul to buy. Park Deok-bae pondered for a moment, then took a piece of paper out of the drawer under the counter.

"You're the first one to say hello today, aren't you?"

Byul nodded.

The first thing you see when you enter the main shopping mall was Park Deok-bae's clothing store.

"May I ask you a favor? I'll give you this paper, so you get one autograph from every store Moon Byul goes to say hello. Well, I'll let you give me that scarf in return."

"Hot! Jing Jah?"

"Then."

Byul treasured the paper.

"God, you'really!

"Be careful."

***

Merchants in the main shopping district each swept their own shops.

Last night, it snowed so much that there was a lot of snow on the sidewalk.

It was quite a hassle to sweep down the snow, but the merchants, with no expression of difficulty at all, were grinning with smiles, eagerly sweeping the snow with broomsticks.

Monday's fairy came early this morning.

I didn't want to make him fall because he was caught in the snow on his way to his store.

Choi Ye-rim, who runs a beauty salon in the main shopping district, smiled broadly when she saw Byul walking this way.

"Hello, new yo!"

Bug, they're saying hello.

Choi Yerim took out her smartphone,

I took a picture of Byul.

I'll set it up as my smartphone desktop and watch it.

"Ho-ho. Hello, Byul."

"Bam Rein's sa bat ass?"

"Right."

"That Rom is the Go In Year."

"Huh?"

The paper held in the hands of the stars.

It had the names of the merchants in the main street.

There was a blank space next to the name.

"Joe, shi, shi, shi, tak, yam."

"Please?"

"My. My neck is neck is also Lee Jun. That's it is."

"Ho-ho-ho. Sure, I will. Of course you should."

If you're a clothing store man, you're talking about Park Deok-bae.

Choi Ye-rim stared at the paper. a request for autographs from merchants If you hold it, Byul can get a scarf. Indeed, I could quickly infer the answer when I thought about what the benefits were for Park Deok-bae.

'You're just creating a pile.'

Choi Ye-rim smiled and signed for me.

"That's all you have."

Byul bowed her head and thanked her.

"You're pretty."

Since I got my autograph from Choi Ye-rim.

After Byul went around the main shopping mall and greeted the shop owners, she began to get autographs. I go to various stores such as convenience stores, bakeries, cell phone shops, Chinese restaurants, cafes, noodle restaurants, and so on. The merchants greeted each with happy faces and gladly signed autographs. Sign wasn't the only thing. Sometimes, some people gave snacks such as candy and chocolate.

Ddalang

Moon Byul is back at Park Deokbae's clothing store.

He approached Park Deok-bae, munching on the candy in his mouth.

"Oh, Joe, Po, Po, in Bath, what are you?"

Park had already wrapped the cashmere muffler.

I put the muffler in a plastic bag and put it in a paper bag. Park Deok-bae received the paper and looked through it.

"Thank you! Thanks to Byul, you saved me trouble."

"Bam Lee, how's it going?"

"Haha! Of course! Now, this is a gift as promised."

Seeing the black scarf in the paper bag, Byul jumped with joy.

***

To Dojun who came home from work.

Dodo ran as if Byul had been waiting.

Dojun smiled and stroked Byul's head.

"Apba, go to the rice ri, give me the silver."

"Good thing?"

"Woong!"

Byul brought the paper bag she had left behind the sofa.

Inside the paper bag was a black muffler, and Dojun took out the muffler.

Then, between the mufflers, there was a letter paper sticking out. The person who wrote the letter was written by Park Deok-bae, who runs a clothing store in the center of Bangbae-dong.

"......."

The letter paper said about the muffler.

The muffler was a gift from Byul because she thanked her for doing her favor, and she wrote the letter because she thought she would have to tell her about the burden or misunderstanding.

"This ash tree, this piece of wood, this piece of cotton, right?"

"Hmm?"

"Did you catch a cold?"

Dojun recalled what had happened in the morning.

The way Byul touched her neck and blinked her eyes.

I was wondering what you were doing with that serious look. It was because I was worried about myself.

"I see. Dad's got a scarf now."

It was a touching moment.

It snowed today without fail.

Dojun got off at Seoul City Hall Station and walked on the soft sidewalks.

There is not much difference in dress from yesterday. He wore a shirt and a tie, and a knit over it. I put on my coat on my coat. However, what changed was the muffler.

Thing.

The door of the elevator opens, and arrives at the office.

After leaving his coat and muffler on the chair, Dojun turned on his laptop.

And after a cup of tea in a paper cup, I sit down and start working.

As the New Year begins, a new Hunter rating test schedule has been released accordingly. Dojun decided to work on distributing schedules according to the grade of the contracted hunters.

Ji-ying.

The automatic door to the crack management department opens.

A middle-aged man in a padded jacket is rushing to the crack probe, shaking his upper body.

"Hello. Chief."

"Yes. Oh, it's cold. What happened to this guy's weather?...... eh?"

Kang Chul-soo, who was passing behind Do-jun, paused for a moment.

And look at the back of Dojun's chair. A muffler hanging over the coat.

"Dohyun, you're wearing a scarf today."

"Oh, yes."

"What do you think? It's much better coming out with a scarf on, right?"

Dojun nodded and smiled.

"Surely."

It's warm.