Chapter 76
Chapter 76
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 76
Chapter Title: Baby Names and Morning Bliss
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After finishing my call with Kim Seung-hyun, breakfast was ready.
My killer steamed eggs seemed to suit her taste perfectly. Her tiny lips worked busily, cheeks stuffed full, looking adorably chipmunk-like.
I watched her fondly and relayed the details of the call.
Of course, I figured Seo-ah would love it too.
"A... part-time job?"
Her eyes widened round as saucers, like she'd heard something unbelievable.
Her lips pursed tight around her chopsticks.
Huh? What was this? I'd expected her to be curious about what kind of job and excited about it.
Her shocked reaction caught me off guard.
"Yeah, uh... Seung-hyun's uncle runs a gym..."
"Why?"
"Huh?"
"Why do you suddenly want a part-time job, Jun-woo? Have you already said yes?"
"No way. Obviously...! I told him I'd talk to you first before deciding."
"Hmph..."
She looked dissatisfied, but my enthusiastic response earned a little snort of approval, like I'd done at least one thing right. I felt relieved.
Nice move, Lee Jun-woo. Thanks, you crazy assassin Kim Seung-hyun.
When he said, 'Should I tell my uncle you're in?', I'd wisely said to hold off just in case. That was a godsend.
If I'd told Seo-ah, 'Seo-ah, actually I already said yes...', I didn't even want to imagine the look in her eyes.
"Hmm... maybe skip the job?"
The whole reason I wanted it was to grant her every wish.
If she hated me working, it'd defeat the purpose from the start.
Of course, if I had to admit a selfish motive, the free gym access was tempting.
But that could wait—working out with Seo-ah at home was plenty. Though she'd probably hate the idea.
"Jun-woo."
"Yeah?"
"I'm not upset or mad that you want a part-time job."
"Usually when someone's mad, they deny it..."
"Jun-woo."
"Sorry."
What was I thinking, acting like some drama character?
Her soft call of my name triggered an automatic apology.
"If you'd decided to do it without telling me, I might've been a little hurt... but you said you'd hear my opinion first. Thanks."
With her thanks, she placed her right hand on the table toward me.
No words needed; the request was obvious.
I laid my hand over her small palm and gently clasped it. She let out a satisfied little "hee" and smiled.
"We'll both have to get jobs or work someday anyway... but suddenly? Especially at the start of the semester, with clubs starting up and everything so hectic. You're not doing it just because it's a gym, right...?"
Thank goodness.
The gym was a big factor, but I kept that to myself to protect my image in her eyes.
As I swallowed those thoughts, she continued.
"Our allowance might feel a bit short since it's early semester, but we can just cut back for a while..."
"That's..."
"Yeah?"
Should I say it? I'd already blurted it out, but honesty felt right now.
"That's... why I want to do it."
"Huh...? Cut back? But we have to..."
"No, I can cut back as much as needed. But you too..."
I don't want you skimping—I trailed off softer and softer, wondering if she'd even heard the end.
This wasn't easy.
Like some confession in church.
Admitting thoughts about her took real courage face-to-face.
No mirror needed; my face must be red as a ripe apple.
I fanned my flushed cheeks with my free hand when the chair scraped across from me.
Then light footsteps approached.
Plop.
They ended on my lap as Seo-ah turned to face me and slowly settled on top.
Perfect weight, soft sensation.
Naturally, as if it were meant to be, our arms wrapped around each other's waists.
Our breaths mingled near our lips. She whispered softly.
"Jun-woo, did you want to let me do whatever I want without worrying about money?"
Her upturned lips and pleased tone said it all.
"...You had to ask?"
Too embarrassed to say it outright, I grumbled and shifted our comfy position slightly.
"Mmm... but what I want can't be bought with money...?"
"What?"
We're still kids. What's money can't buy?
I looked at her puzzled, and her already-close face seemed even nearer.
Close enough to hear each other's heartbeats.
"Will you listen, Jun-woo?"
"Of course..."
Something flashed in my mind mid-"ji-".
Something money can't buy that I can give?
My crisis radar, sharper than any escape artist, cut me off. Seo-ah puffed her cheeks, annoyed.
"...Why stop mid-sentence, Jun-woo?"
"No, Seo-ah. There's this saying."
She snorted, like 'go on then'.
"Don't make promises you can't..." Ow. "Ah! Ow, really! It hurts, Seo-ah!"
"Hmph, give back my touching moment, you idiot...!"
Regretting teaching her that pinch.
I surrendered, foreheads together, nuzzling pleadingly. The sting finally stopped.
"So you won't listen, Jun-woo?"
"......I'll hear you out, Seo-ah."
"Hmph, what were you thinking?"
...Making me say it.
Miranda rights tempting, but her challenging gaze made me hesitate then speak.
Not because my side still stung.
"......Seo-jun."
"...? Who's Seo-jun?"
".........Our firstborn son's name."
"......!!"
Her eyebrows twitched faintly at my words.
Not just that—her body trembled in my arms, thrilled at the thought.
"...Seo-ah?"
"What if it's a girl?"
"Huh?"
"Seo-jun's our firstborn son. What about our daughter?"
"Uh, I haven't gotten that far..."
"Then let's think about it together starting today, okay? Have you thought of a name for our second son too, Jun-woo?"
"Uh, already that far?"
We haven't even had our first—no, Seo-jun yet?
Her eyes blazed like wildfire. We're screwed.
Worse, they stared past me, lost in imagination.
"Seo-ah, we have a ways to go before kids, so names can wait slowly..."
"Jun-woo."
"Uh...?"
"Wouldn't kids who look like us be so lovable?"
"Of course..."
"Eek! Seo-jun called me Mom! Crazy, too cute!"
Couldn't interrupt my squealing girlfriend clutching her cheeks in delight.
Waiting for her to calm in my arms, she soon sighed softly.
"Jun-woo..."
Her voice turned sultry, yearning—totally different.
What was this mood?
Normally, I'd never refuse. Anytime's fine.
But not now.
Seo-jun might arrive years early...!
I eased my waist back; her soft thigh advanced, pinning mine.
"Seo-ah, we have morning lecture today, right...?"
"Mmm, someone's saying we should skip since the mood's perfect today, Jun-woo?"
Was Lee Jun-woo's enemy himself?
Past me's careless words boomeranged back, you jerk...
Glanced at the clock: 9 o'clock.
11 AM lecture, at least an hour...
Should be... fine...?
I'd suggested skipping earlier, but now planning to go? Absurd.
Once her switch flipped, even her mom couldn't stop her.
Luckily, though. Hmm.
Prelude before main event? The warmth on my thigh was enough.
Turning back, her beaming smile melted me.
I smiled too and kissed her lightly.
Careful not to hurt her, I gripped her soft thigh and stood.
"Eek!"
She giggled, hugging tight. Her squished chest and navel brushed mine teasingly as we savored it.
Back to the freshly made bed for our private time.
Thankfully, super focus and stamina prevented early Seo-jun or tardiness.
"Hnggg..."
"Han Seo-ah, what's with her today?"
"......Bad sleep, probably."
I could only zombie around class, sore waist drawing weird looks.