The World’s Best Childhood Friend Episode 779 (779/820)
Clang.
I turned around at the ear-piercing sound. I caught a glimpse of the broken debris on the floor.
Beyond that, a pair of beautiful shoes catches my eye.
I rode it and slowly looked up at the owner of the bridge.
It wasn’t long before our eyes met.
“…Madam.”
The owner was Mrs. Mi.
Why is Mrs. Mi here? And why now of all times?
Did you hear what I just said? Shit, you did. That’s why you reacted like that.
That means… in one word.
‘This is fucked.’
It means that it is seriously fucked up.
‘What should I do?’
Cold sweat runs down my body.
I sold my father out to survive, but if Mrs. Mi heard this, it would be a completely different story.
How is it different?
‘I don’t really want to imagine it.’
Whatever it was, I don’t want to remember it.
Tottoli’s appearance is that of a ten-year-old at most.
If we simply calculate this, if he is the father’s child… .
‘No, before you even calculate it. It’s already ruined because the child is unknown to Mrs. Mi.’
No matter what calculations you make or what excuses you come up with, it’s certain that it’s a waste.
“That… Madam. That’s not it… .”
A family breakdown that hits like a whirlwind.
I feel like I’m standing on the edge of a cliff.
What should I do? What should I do? How do I clean up this mess?
Gulp.
I keep swallowing dry saliva and gradually fall into a swamp of thoughts.
‘Fuck.’
No matter how much I think about it, there is no breakthrough.
It seems too late to confess now. If things continued this way, I would have to sell out my father and drag him into the abyss.
Should I live?
Or will you turn your father into a shameless piece of trash?
It was such a difficult problem.
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Yeah, no matter what, I have a duty as a child, but this is a bit…
“Madam… It’s not that I didn’t want to tell you… There’s also the father’s circumstances, so I guess this is really…”
Let’s sell my father. It was a decision I reached after much deliberation.
You’re still in good spirits, so I’m sure you can handle this.
I feel like I’ll get beat up if I get caught later. I’ll deal with it then. For now, my life comes first.
“First, please listen to my circumstances….”
The moment I quickly turned my head and tried to think of an excuse.
Ttukbuk.
Mrs. Mi begins to walk with wide eyes.
As I got closer, I unconsciously started to feel scared and shrugged my shoulders.
but.
Swish-!
Mrs. Mi doesn’t come towards me, but passes me by and continues forward.
The direction was towards Namgungbia, who was holding Ddoldol.
“…”
Mrs. Mi, who had been walking like that, finally approached Namgungbia.
“…ah.”
He uttered a short word and reached out his hand. I stiffened slightly at the sight.
… Oh, are you really trying to slap me?
That might be the case.
Suddenly, I was confronted with the fact that my husband had a child that wasn’t even his, but something he didn’t know about.
From my perspective, this situation cannot help but be quite frustrating.
Even with that kind of dirty face, there was no way he would just strike me…
‘…for a moment.’
If you look at it that way, isn’t there not much difference between that situation and mine…?
‘Son of the espionage.’
Right now, that guy and I don’t seem that different.
It feels like someone is spitting in my face and I feel a little dizzy.
Fortunately, I have never been hit by a US woman… .
‘…anyway.’
Shouldn’t we stop hitting?
Or should I just leave it alone for now since the situation is what it is? When such worries cross my mind.
Sigh.
Finally, Mrs. Mi’s fingertips touched Ddol-dol.
But the location wasn’t the cheek.
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“Huh?”
Tottoli raises his head at the touch.
Mrs. Mi was stroking the child’s hair with a hesitant hand.
“…”
Since I can only see his back, I can’t tell what his expression is.
Mrs. Mi was just busy stroking the child’s head.
On my side, I’m dumbfounded as to what’s going on.
“You know… .”
“Wow! Surprise!”
Suddenly, a voice came to my ear.
I had my developed sense of smell turned down for a while because it was uncomfortable, and I couldn’t sense my wife’s approach or anyone else approaching me.
I covered my ears in surprise and looked up, and the person approaching me was Baekryeongeom.
“… What, what is it?”
“No, that’s it.”
Baekryeongeom approached with a rather hesitant expression and tone of voice and asked cautiously.
“…Then whose child is it?”
“…yes?”
what…?
“At first glance… she doesn’t seem to be Miss Mi… and judging by her appearance, I thought she might be your mother. But that’s not true, is it?”
“…”
I was wondering if that was what it was about.
“… That’s it.”
“Then is it by any chance the afterlife?”
“yes?”
I frowned at the White Lotus Sword’s words.
After the inspection… Is this what I mean by the plum inspection I know?
“Senior. Why are you suddenly talking about the afterlife…?”
“Huh? Oh. My nephew-in-law doesn’t know.”
“What are you talking about, nephew-in-law… No. What are you talking about in the first place?”
“You don’t know. Anyway, you’re saying she’s not the inspector general? Then… . Is she a noblewoman? Yes, if she were that girl, she would have climbed up to the hut and still have some space… No. If she had tried to climb up, Mi So-jo would have already kicked her out… Then who on earth is she? Could she be a bloody palace woman? That seems strange. I heard she’s already engaged.”
“…”
The names that come up countless times. They are powerful names that you might have heard somewhere. The question is why do those names come up in this situation?
No way.
‘… Are you trying to figure out who your mother is?’
Does that mean that all of those names are related to my father?
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If that’s true, it’s ridiculous.
‘Father. You’re more dissolute than I thought…?’
It’s not one or two, it’s several people.
A man should have integrity. I feel a little disappointed.
Meanwhile, the expression on Baekryeongeom’s face as he mentioned that was extremely serious.
Looking at the woman’s expression, I said with a sigh.
“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I know it well.”
“If that’s the case, then there’s a chance, right? Those damn things can easily climb onto the roof. So there’s nothing I can’t do, right?”
“Senior? What is that…?”
“Oh, yes, my son. Do you have something to say? Feel free to talk.”
“…Why am I suddenly becoming your son?”
“It’s something that can happen in life. Don’t worry about it too much. Your hair will fall out if you keep doing that.”
“If you live a certain life, you can become like that.”
As always, talking to the White Lotus Sword made me feel like I was going crazy.
It was already so complicated that I couldn’t even joke around with the lady.
Sarak.
In the meantime, Mrs. Mi continued to touch Ddoldol’s head.
People around them couldn’t even breathe when they saw such a beautiful woman.
The child is not mine, but our father’s hidden child.
As soon as I said that, Mrs. Mi, my father’s wife, appeared.
It’s a situation that makes your stomach churn just hearing it, so who would dare to breathe here?
Of course, Dang So-yeol and Wi Seol-ah…
‘Where did that old man go?’
Now that I look at it, the ghost ship has already disappeared. It means it ran away quickly.
Even the cool-headed Mo Yong-hee is covering her mouth with a pale face.
As tension reigned in the room, wondering what kind of hell was about to unfold.
“… Hug… Do you want to see… ?”
“…!”
“… Huh.”
“…!!”
These are the words of Namgungbia, who was holding Ddoldol.
At those words, everyone around them took a deep breath.
He looked like he was thinking, what the hell is that?
The problem is.
“…”
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It is said that when Mrs. Mi heard that, she stopped stroking him.
Are you mad at the dog barking?
This was a situation where I was truly angry and had nothing to say.
“…”
As if to prove this, Mrs. Mi did not give any answer.
I was just quietly looking at Namgungbia and Ddoldol.
‘hmm?’
I don’t know why, but I had a feeling that Mrs. Mi was hesitating.
…no way.
‘Are you really going to hug me?’
It looks like Namgungbia is having some concerns about what he asked.
‘Hey. That can’t be.’
It must be a mistake. There’s no way Mrs. Mi would do that.
As if to prove it, after a long silence, Mrs. Mi gave the expected answer.
“No. It’s okay.”
As expected, she was rejected. There was no way she could accept that. What woman would want to hold her husband’s hidden child?
The only good thing is that Mrs. Mi didn’t lose her temper.
‘I can’t believe a person can be that rational.’
It’s amazing.
If it were me, I would have left the area in shambles.
Although she was surprised, her expression was clearly calm.
When I was looking at that beautiful lady as if she was curious.
“Prince of Work.”
“…!”
Her voice made me shiver.
“Yes, yes… .”
As I barely managed to answer, Mrs. Mi turned her head and looked at me.
As usual, his face is flawless.
Is it difficult to figure out what he’s thinking?
His back was already damp with cold sweat.
I’m just trying my best not to show it.
Thanks to that, I was barely able to catch my breath.
Mrs. Mi said to me.
“I think we have something to talk about.”
“…”
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“Follow me for a moment.”
“… Yes, yes.”
After finishing her speech, Mrs. Mi took a step forward.
As I watched this, I also moved my legs accordingly.
This was the most nerve-racking feeling I’ve had this year.
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It takes some time to get from the divine residence to where Madame Mi is staying.
Especially since Mrs. Mi was an ordinary person, her speed was not fast.
I had to walk half a kilometer instead of the distance I would have covered in one go if I had run, keeping up with her pace.
Do you know what was really hard?
‘We didn’t say a word while we were walking like that.’
Mrs. Mi walked ahead in silence. I, who was following her, couldn’t even swallow my saliva in the uncomfortable silence.
And so, the place they arrived at was none other than Mrs. Mi’s residence.
This is my first time here.
Usually, if you want to see Mrs. Mi, you look for the upper floor single room or she came to me.
I don’t remember ever being in the place where Mrs. Mi was staying.
‘It grew this big?’
I was quite surprised after seeing it.
Because the size of the residence was very large.
I thought the place I was staying was pretty big, but this is even bigger.
It wasn’t quite double, but it was definitely a huge difference in size.
The well-maintained park and the paths along it were beautifully decorated.
The place we came to also had a very clean look.
“Have a seat.”
“…yep.”
As he said, I immediately sat down in front of him.
There was already a teacup on the table.
It doesn’t seem like Mrs. Mi prepared it. Perhaps the servant who received the report already prepared it.
My throat was burning, so I wanted to drink tea first, but… .
“Did you say that child was your son?”
“…greatness.”
I couldn’t even drink it because of what I heard.
He paused, put down his teacup, and looked at Mrs. Mi.
She was looking at me with clear eyes, her hands clasped together.
Are those eyes looking for an explanation?
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What should I do with this?
‘What should I do? I need to make an excuse first.’
It’s already too late to turn back.
I had to start by saying something.
“That’s… that’s it. That’s… .”
Since the time I had been waiting was not short, I had already thought about what I was going to say.
Just as I was about to use this to explain to Mrs. Mi.
“I know not.”
“…!”
My mouth is shut tightly again at the words that came through.
You know that’s not true?
What I mean is, you know that what I’m saying is a lie.
As I stared blankly at the unexpected words, Mrs. Mi added to me.
“What is that…?”
“If you do that, is it right?”
“…”
It was a determined look.
Here, I would rather give an excuse that I think is correct.
I have a fleeting thought that that might be better.
“… No, it’s not.”
I ended up confessing.
Mrs. Mi’s tone was already certain. Strangely, looking into her eyes, I couldn’t bring myself to tell a lie.
“sorry.”
“…”
When I mention the apple, Mrs. Mi takes a sip of tea instead of answering.
I couldn’t hear any drinking sound.
Bam.
All I could hear was the brief sound of the teacups hitting each other.
“…Madam.”
“Speak.”
“I know it might be a bit odd to ask now, but… How did you know?”
How on earth did he know? I couldn’t help but wonder.
Should I ask something like this in the midst of all this? For a moment, Mrs. Mi makes a face as if she is dumbfounded.
Because of that, I thought I wouldn’t be able to hear an answer.
“At first, I thought maybe that was the case.”
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Mrs. Mi began to explain to me, despite her expression.
“It’s too similar to say no.”
“…”
“To be exact… . It resembles you more than the lord, but it can’t be your child. Maybe, maybe it really could be the lord’s child. I thought so for a moment.”
“… But why did you think not?”
“That’s an easy question to answer.”
Was it my imagination? It seemed like Mrs. Mi was smiling slightly.
Then comes the answer.
“Your father would never do that.”
“…!”
It was an unexpected answer.
So much so that I couldn’t even react.
“Your father is a very secretive person. He can’t speak, and he likes to keep himself to himself whenever possible.”
“…”
You can tell just by looking at it.
I thought my father probably said more than a hundred words a year.
“But you know, even if you hid other things, there’s no way you would hide something like this.”
“…that.”
“Also, even if you hid it. There’s no way I didn’t know. I’m the owner of a department store.”
“…”
Gulp.
Honestly, I don’t agree with anything you said before. The last one was the easiest to understand.
I am a Baekhwasangdan owner.
The pride and confidence felt there is so vivid.
“I wanted to ask, what is that child?”
“…Would you believe me if I told you that this was my child?”
“Don’t believe it.”
“yes?”
Do you believe me so easily? That answer rather embarrassed me.
“It’s not that hard to believe. If you can handle it, then do it.”
“…”
I know Mrs. Mi doesn’t believe me.
I also know that I am not my father’s child. If I tell you to believe me, you will believe me.
And yet, you ask me if I can handle it.
‘Can you take full responsibility for this belief?’
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It was a much more frightening and weighty statement than just saying I don’t believe it.
If so, what should I do about this?
When a thousand thoughts cross your mind.
“Or, you may not even have to ask.”
I widened my eyes slightly at what Mrs. Mi continued to say.
“What do you mean…?”
Maybe I shouldn’t ask?
“I mean it literally. I won’t ask who that child is. It also means that I won’t bother to scold you for lying about your father.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Well. If I had to give it some meaning….”
Click. Click. A strange sound was heard from the teacup that Mrs. Mi was handling.
“Because you need it. That’s the only reason.”
“…”
“If you need to, do it. If you need an excuse, I can make one up.”
“…Why on earth are you doing this…?”
“step.”
When I tried to speak out of incomprehension, Mrs. Mi raised her index finger in a firm voice.
“There is one condition.”
“What are the conditions?”
“Okay, on one condition.”
I’ll pretend not to know without even asking why.
I will turn a blind eye to the sale of one’s family due to necessity, but there is a condition for that.
Hearing this, I bit my lip inwardly.
‘also.’
Of course, it wasn’t free.
After all, where can you get something like this for free?
If you’re going to let your curiosity take over and make your father a corrupt person, there’s bound to be some huge conditions attached to it.
I couldn’t even guess what he wanted.
“…What are the conditions?”
Still, I can’t refuse.
First of all, I had to listen and see.
I waited for Mrs. Mi to speak, tension building up.
A few seconds passed like that.
“I will take that child.”
“…yes?”
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“That is my condition.”
“…?”
I think I heard it correctly… .
My head didn’t understand.
