The Divorced Man Has Returned

#31. There’s nothing to hide?

“Exactly…? Nothing…? Did you try to wake me up?”

I don’t know how long Sihwa had been standing there, but at first it was me.

And to be honest, I didn’t do anything strange either.

“…Do you even slap someone on the cheek when you wake them up? Choi In-wook?”

Sihwa pointed out the position of my hand.

“Ah… I shook it to wake him up, but he didn’t wake up.”

The poet looked at me with gloomy eyes.

“Go and wake up the men.”

“Yes.”

There were naturally respectful words in her ferocious tone.

I got up from my seat and was kicked out of the women’s room and came out to the floor, the scene of the tragedy.

I couldn’t help but sigh when I saw soju bottles and cookie crumbs lying around.

Whew…

“Taesu-senpai! Wake up!”

I tried to wake him up from sleeping crouching in the corner of the wall.

“…The report has already been issued!”

He slapped my waving hand and drooled.

Is this person dreaming that someone is chasing them to write a report?

After succeeding in raising him, I woke the seniors one by one.

We started to separate the garbage while holding our aching heads as we all drank seriously.

Yeji noona also came out of the room after a while and started helping with the cleaning.

“Hey. I’m sure there will be someone who gets up before me.”

My sister tapped my shoulder a couple of times.

“Don’t leave the future of Deforme to you. Inuk-ah.”

…You have to be good at drawing to be the head of a painting club.

It was an absurd sound.

But either way, the manager nodded his head in sympathy.

“Yeah, that’s right. If you graduate this year, let Inwook be the next manager.”

Why are you doing this?

“A. Yena suits her better than me. She’s good at drawing.”

Then the manager answered with a tone of voice that was not too young.

“I can’t pass the chair down to a guy who can’t even drink like that!”

I should not expect a rational conversation with this person.

However, it seemed like it would be over sooner than I thought when several people were cleaning things up together.

But why doesn’t Jena come out of the room?

Sihwa did not come out after she entered the room.

“Sister.”

She called Yeji’s sister, who was making Haejang Dragon Ramen.

“Huh? Why?”

“Jenna. Why aren’t you showing up?”

“Ah. Yena, I got so bad that I couldn’t even get up?”

I must have drank a lot while I was away…

“Mr. Sihwa is looking after her. Did she go in once and check the status?”

“Yes.”

I knocked on my sister’s words and gently opened the door.

What she saw through the crack in the door was Jena, who was in agony with her head in her pillow.

“Ah. My head hurts so much.”

“Can I bring you some water?”

Sihwa asked Jena.

“…Thank you for that.”

Sihwa, who was about to get up from her seat, found me and opened her mouth.

“Some water.”

“Ah, yes.”

When I went back to the kitchen and poured bottled water into a cup, I laughed a little.

I live, I live, I drink alcohol, I always watch Sihwa standing next to Yena.

I handed Sihwa a glass of water and ate ramen with the rest of the members.

Ah. Also. This is it.

There was nothing like this to calm this sluggish stomach.

When she saw the bottom of her pot, Jena appeared with Sihwa’s support.

“Hey, Yena. Isn’t that the way it is?”

The manager looked at Jena with droopy dark circles and spoke as if teasingly.

“It’s because the senior is Mac.”

Jenna responded bluntly.

“The guy who gave it to me was wrong.”

After washing the dishes, we arranged our luggage and finally checked the lost items.

“Come on. I think everyone who made a reservation for the train should just go there… Will In-wook take Sihwa-san’s car?”

“Do you think so?”

She was frankly glad that she didn’t have to go back a long way.

What time of year I go home by bus and train…

“There…”

Yeji noona called me in a low voice.

“Yes?”

“Yes, I’m having a hard time. But could she take you in Mr. Sihwa’s car?”

Certainly, Jena’s condition was very bad.

I think it would be lucky if I didn’t vomit on the bus…

Of course, if it was my car, I would ride it without hesitation.

But will the owner allow it…?

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Naturally, my gaze turned to Sihwa.

“Sihwa, over there…”

Sihwa, who was looking at the phone, raised her head.

* *

A total of 4 people were seated in the car.

Sihwa and Jena in the front seat. Me and the manager were in the back seat.

The back seat was very cramped due to the nature of the sports car.

My knees touched the seat in front of me right away.

Still, I thought it would be okay if I sat alone, but the manager begged us, saying that he really wanted to ride Sihwa’s car.

[Inwook-ah. This model. It’s my dream car. Please give me that glory…! He said that Jena would burn him too…!]

[Yena is in a bad condition, so she can’t help it.]

[I’m not feeling well either. If I can’t ride this, it’s going to be bad for the rest of my life.]

In the end, the manager sat in the back seat with me and expressed satisfaction.

“Really, I had one junior. After all, the next manager of Deforme!”

Perhaps Sihwa was driving this vehicle, and I thought it might be the day with the most people on it.

She’s usually a solo traveler, but she’ll probably carry 4 people all over the place…

Sihwa said she wanted to get out of this situation quickly and she ran on the highway at a faster speed than yesterday.

* *

After Sihwa took her home yesterday, I immediately started preparing for the dungeon.

To be honest, after sitting between Jena and Sihwa, her body seemed to lose all the energy, but there was nothing she could do.

If it wasn’t for MT, I would have applied for the dungeon the next week.

I checked the preparations one by one and stretched.

I didn’t drink a lot, but fortunately it didn’t seem like there was a lot of pressure on my body.

I went to bed early for optimal physical condition.

Monday morning.

After arriving at the academy, I started preparing for class.

I always feel this textbook, but why is it so uselessly expensive?

The cost of printing a book would be the same even for Hunter-related items.

I think I made a similar complaint in my previous life…

Shortly after I arrived, Harin sat down next to her.

“Hello! Inuk-ah!”

Harin greeted me with a bright smile as she always did.

“Yes. Hello. Harin-ah.”

As soon as Harin sat down, she leaned her chin toward me and she looked at my face.

“Inwook-ah, do you have any plans after today?”

“Huh? Ah… Huh.”

“Gi… Really?”

“Yes.”

Do you think it’s such a surprise that I have a schedule?

“I can’t…”

Harin crossed her arms and buried her head in her desk with her well-known expression on her face.

“Why? Was there anything we had to do together?”

She was like a dead dog with her head sticking out as she was still lying on her stomach.

“The restaurant I was going to take you to before… I really wanted to take you today…”

After finishing her words, Harin buried her head in her sleeve again.

“I’m sorry… I’ll definitely see you next time.”

“The next time.”

“Um… Tomorrow?”

I didn’t have any plans for tomorrow afternoon.

After all, the dungeon was also circling, so time to rest was obviously necessary.

“Okay!”

Harin jumped up as if wondering when she had a break.

Taking her phone out of her pocket, she started tapping the screen.

On the screen I glanced at, there was a reservation page for Harin’s favorite restaurant site, which she had often visited in her previous life.

Heh heh. It’s a familiar taste, but I pretend I don’t know. Do you have to pretend to be surprised?

Still, she would not have to put on a delicious expression because she was a shop that served delicious food whenever she went.

“But Inuk-ah.”

“Huh?”

“What did you decide to do after the academy today?”

“Ah… I applied for the dungeon…”

“Dungeon…?”

Harin opened her big eyes even more.

“Are you going alone?”

“Yes. The difficulty level is not difficult.”

“Where?”

“Guryongsan Dungeon.”

Level 1 in the world. It is known that only monsters up to level 2 appear, so it wouldn’t matter at all if you gave them a specific name.

“Come with me…”

Harin talked to me in a sad tone.

“No. It’s at a very ordinary level… There’s no need for two people to go…”

“If you go with me, I can support you well…”

“Haha… Let’s go together next time.”

I thought it would be appropriate to talk like this, but Harin seems not to.

“I’m sorry. Inuk-ah. We’re a pair… It seems like there are things you keep hiding from me…”

“No. What did I hide?”

I don’t really have anything to hide from Harin…?

“That’s right. Even when I go to buy equipment, I go alone. I applied for the dungeon without consulting me…”

Harin seemed to be genuinely upset.

How about this…

“I’m sorry. I’ll tell you in advance from next time. Relax. Huh?”

“…Promise.”

Harin pushed her little finger forward.

“Is there nothing to hide from now on?”

I don’t know what the scope of hiding is, but I nodded my head and held out my little finger.

Harin let go of my hand only after I stamped my thumb.

* *

[Yes. Butler.]

[Yes. I think you just need to check whether you can enter and exit safely.]

[If you have any special items, please send them…]

[You said you were going alone, so there will be no party. If you do, please send it to me after inquiring about who it is.]

[I think that would be enough. I’ll tell Dad, so I’ll take care of you.]

[Yes. Then, have a good time at work.]

I want to believe in you. Inwook-ah.