My Dad Is Too Strong

Dojun wasn't really much interested in the demons.

As long as they don't do anything to harm their neighbors.

It was also not important for them to fight a war over the throne and to cling to their petty ranking. In that respect, Marvas's bribes were in vain.

Somehow I'm sighing.

Dojun, who entered the main room and changed into a casual outfit, sat down at the table, and Seol Yun-hee quickly gave him a cup of warm citron tea. Dojun showed his gratitude by smiling.

Then, Dojun's smartphone vibrated.

[Schedule of Crack Management Course Joint Training]

Texts sent by the Seoul Human Resources Development Institute of Human Resources Development Institute.

Dojun, who was reading the story while drinking citron tea for a while.

I opened my mouth looking at Seol Yoon-hee, who was sitting opposite me.

"I forgot to tell you, but I have an education from Monday to Friday next week, so I think I'll have to leave the house for a while. If anything happens, call me anytime."

"Yes, I understand..."

her tongue-tied for a moment

Seol Yoon-hee blinked.

"Out-of-the-night..."

"Because it's a camp education."

"Are you coming back Friday?"

"Without special circumstances."

The fact that she was away for four days made Seol feel depressed. At night, sometimes turning on mood lights and reading fairy tales to Byul, or talking about what happened to each other before going to bed, added to the warmth every day, so Do-joon's vacancy seemed to be quite large.

But he didn't have to express his feelings.

then

Yong-yong poked his head over the edge of the table.

Holding a corner with his front foot, he is hanging in the air because of his short legs.

Yong-yong, who made eye contact with Do-jun, whispered.

"I'm following the thread to the needle..."

The technology of science has advanced, not to mention the past.

Especially in modern times, smartphones have become an indispensable necessity for modern people.

In addition to talking on the phone or texting with people far away, it was possible to do things that could not be done in the past through various applications.

Saturday morning.

Dojun downloaded a smartphone game.

There were many types of RPG games and card games, but Dojun downloaded a long-term game called "Today's Long-Term King."

In fact, Dojun used to be a Catholic.

I used to play chess when I had to spend time in vain.

If there is a place where the chessboard takes place while walking through the streets of Gonryun Mountain, where the Catholic Church is located, most of them sat down for a while and played a betting game, and most of them ended with Dojun's complete victory.

If there was a chance to play chess in the Protestant Church, Wi Joong-ki played against him, and in that case, it was the same as winning or losing.

Please enter a nickname.

About 10 characters, including special characters.

Dojun put down his smartphone for a while and fell into agony.

It was rather difficult to set this nickname. While I was wondering if there was anything implicit and flavorful, I saw Byul mumbling from the front door after returning from her outing. The baby had a snack wrapped around the leaves of the spirit tree in his hand.

"You go bar?"

When I opened the leaf of the Spirit, colorful snacks appeared. They were made by steaming a colorful crop called Eucalyus, which Ragheim raises directly in the Spirits. The star handed out half the snacks to Dojun sitting on the sofa.

"Can I give you this much?"

"The rice Lee is this goo ten thousand o'clock Chan."

Though stars were quite gluttonous.

It was not a waste at all to distribute food to my dad.

Dojun smiled and stroked the head of the star. Then I put a snack in my mouth and chewed it. Only then did the star sit on his father's lap, crunching snacks.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm playing a game."

"Gle Ku Na."

Was it amazing that my dad was playing games?

Byul kept eating snacks and focused on the smartphone that Dojun is holding. Looking at the baby, Do-jun kept smiling.

At this moment, Dojun seemed to feel the feeling of happiness.

Happiness

Write down your nickname.

Somehow it looks a little empty.

Dojun thought about it for a while,

Happiness is...

I think it's okay. It leaves a lingering impression by making three dots.

Dojun thought so and pressed the "decision" button. And after a while, we started the game.

"What the hell is this dog?"

"It's called the organ. If you catch a horse you see here, you win."

Star stared at the smartphone screen, blinking her eyes.

However, soon, it was difficult to understand the contents of the game and it was not very interesting, so I was sleepy. While eating the cookies, Byul lowered her head and began to doze off.

***

a stack of self-reflection papers on the side of a cart

Hakase shook his head to a pile of paper that was well over 100 pages long. After returning from Simgye in the morning, Kieriel did not write a letter of apology, but kept his smartphone all morning. I wondered if it was possible or what kind of courage it was.

If you fail to submit a letter of apology within the deadline, it will eventually come back like a boomerang and double the amount of letters of apology. As Hakase knows, there were 100 letters of apology that Kiriel had to submit. I thought he would write a letter of apology after he returned from Simgye, but what is wrong with him?

Today's Janggi King!

Please enter a nickname.

New user registration as 'Kiriel' has been completed.

We decided to bet against the king of the earth for a one-time exemption from the letter of apology. I mean, if this body beats the king, it doesn't have to write a letter of apology."

"What's the bet about?"

"Long-term."

Dojun actually had the image of being good at everything. I think it's different because it's an organ. Of course, not everyone can be a jack of all trades, so I think Do-joon could be surprisingly vulnerable to organs. What about Kiriel, on the other hand?

"You think you can win."

"This body has also been in the top five in the senior citizen center there. The senior citizen center is a very scary place."

Among the villas.

A pavilion or senior citizen center used as a meeting place.

The elderly would always huddle together to play baduk or play chess. Indeed, Kieriel's skills had improved considerably compared to the past.

[We have sent the other party an application for a great country.]

[The other party has accepted the big fight. Let's start the game now.]

Kiriel checked the opponent's record.

He seemed like a person who just started playing games with himself.

Considering that the nickname was a little rustic, the winning rate itself was good.

Hakase, who glanced at the long-term game with a glancing glance, now fully stood side by side at Kiriel and watched the screen.

"But when are you going to bet?"

"I'm going to practice until today and try tomorrow. So, today is like a final inspection. If you lose the bet, you have to double your letter of apology. First of all, happiness is...'will be taken care of from '

Shaking.

Kiriel clutched his head and despaired.

"Happiness is..." The user's ability to write nicknames was excellent.

It was a great old man to know that there was someone in the world who was better at playing chess than playing in the middle.

As Hakase watched, he laughed as if he knew it would. The impression of Kiriel, whose pride was hurt for no reason, was shattered.

'But you're really good.'

Maybe happiness is...I thought 'may be the god of organs.

Grandfather Park, who plays the most in the senior citizen center, was not as good as this. Just slightly lower than the critical period. But "happiness" is...' was on a different level. I had goose bumps because I felt as if I were looking ahead a few steps.

You have been defeated.

A defeat guide phrase appears.

Kiriel looked at the screen in a daze.

How can you play so well?

Send a chat to the other person.

This body has an important bet tomorrow. I hope you'll let me know.

.......

The other party had no answer.

Kiriel lay down on a plastic chair, feeling the steam leaking out. Ten minutes to do that. Kiriel trudged to the supermarket. I didn't really want to buy anything, but I just picked up any drink I could get.

a gulp

After drinking it in one bite, he sat on the pavilion.

But I could see stars walking out from a little distance.

Kiriel was glad and ran, lifted the star, and kissed the cheek.

"What are you doing, Kee Lee?"

"This body was resting for a while after playing some games."

"What dog is that?"

"There's something like that today is a long-term king."

Bam bam!

When the application was launched again, the long-term background appeared with lively background music.

Byul was surprised when she saw the game's execution screen. Because it was the same game my dad used to play. Blue and red horses stand in the background.

"Singiha Party."

"What?"

"Apbba do you know you're a little old."

The baby was not the type to lie about things like this.

Kiriel gulped down his saliva and asked for his "nickname." Byul replied with a big smile, "I was pondering what nickname my father wrote earlier, and I thought of it."

"Huck!"

Upon hearing the answer, Kiriel breathed his breath.

***

Kiriel, who left the store saying he was coming back, quickly returned.

Then he picked up a pile of reflective paper on the corner and put it on the guest table. Kiriel took out his pen without a word and began to write a letter of apology.

It was questionable why he was writing a letter of apology when the outcome of the victory or defeat would not have come out yet as the bet has yet to begin.

"You said you would write a letter of apology after seeing the results of the presentation."

"... ...happiness was the king of the earth."

"......Ah! That old man's nickname."

"Yes."

He said, "Happiness is...I recalled the play of '

If it were you, would you have won?

He shook his head soon.

"Hurry up and write, you piece of shit."

Meanwhile, Do-jun, who heard the conversation between the two men outside, was lost in thought.

Do-joon, who was reading the newspaper, took out his smartphone and ran the "Today's Long-Term King" application because what Hakase said was a little on his mind.

Happiness is...

Dojun looked at the screen for a long time.

Then Carthiel came talking to me, peeling an apple.

"Master, do you have any concerns?"

"Nothing."

Karsiel edged to Dojun's side.

Dojun was staring at the nickname in the game.

[Change Nickname]

20 seconds to think about it.

Dojun soon changed his nickname.

I pressed the confirmation button.

Nickname: Happiness~^!!

Only then did Do-jun smile as if he was satisfied.