Happy Son Jinho
I stared blankly at my smartphone for a while after reading my mother-in-law's message.
Indescribable emotions welled up from deep inside my chest. Joy mixed with worry and fear for Gyeowol.
The silver lining was that my studies had been delayed, so I hadn't boarded a plane yet. With Han Gyeowol's sudden pregnancy, I typed out a message with trembling hands.
"Heh heh, a grandfather at my age."
The father-in-law patted my shoulder as if it were no big deal and let out a hearty laugh.
"Jinho, keep your shoulders straight. A man can't let them slump over something like this!"
I felt a bit guilty. After all, I'd gotten his precious daughter pregnant. If some punk had done the same to a daughter of mine, my fist would've flown first, right?
The father-in-law decided to sell off his company shares so my mother-in-law wouldn't have to handle everything alone and join us in Germany.
All I could feel was sorry and grateful. Not just for Gyeowol, but I had to do even better for the father-in-law and mother-in-law from now on.
With the father-in-law starting to sort out his shares, I boarded the fastest flight to Germany.
I should've been more careful to avoid the press, but I was too flustered and slipped up.
"Smells like a scoop!"
The reporters sensed something off in my hurried movements and kicked off intensive coverage.
Before long, the pregnancy news spread across the internet.
Despite the sudden reveal, the online world showered us with congratulations.
Of course, a few spewed malicious comments fueled by jealousy over my astronomical investment gains.
Faced with fact-based counters from my ho-dongsaengs and legal action, the haters backed off.
Back home in Germany, I hugged the anxious-looking Han Gyeowol and expressed my gratitude.
"Thanks, Gyeowol."
Her pregnancy made me feel so many things.
Gratitude and guilt.
'Even if she said she was safe and okay, I should've postponed it...'
The day Gyeowol got pregnant.
I lost to lust. That day, my lower half ruled my brain. No matter how much older or regressed I was.
Even after becoming filthy rich from coin investments.
Against a teenage body's raging hormones (lust) and Gyeowol's temptation, I was just a mere mortal.
Drop condition: Read every malicious comment you wrote aloud in front of parents and relatives.
Relatives are far, so family first. Mom heard the whole reading session and grabbed a baseball bat, ready to beat some sense into her. Dad held her back, sis survived.
Cyber ghosts who fear nothing scared of lawsuits? Lol
Klopp: Birth of life is a blessing, don't get why the hate. Oh, and the drinks from the beverage company Jinho advertised? Coaching staff's enjoying them.
Unlike before, calling him hyung from the heart deep down lololol
Except for training, I spent most of my time with Gyeowol, comforting her. With constant shows of love, she started regaining her composure.
"Gyeowol, let's get married after the season ends."
"You haven't kept your promise yet!"
I suggested a wedding after the season, but she shook her head and refused.
...Is stopping Ferguson from retiring really the only way?
The absurd goal still felt daunting, but I couldn't back out now. This was about a man's pride in keeping his promise to his love—and proving I wasn't just some mortal.
"Gino! Congrats!"
"Seeing mom and dad, bet the kid'll be a star too!"
"Thanks!"
Anyway, after Gyeowol's pregnancy news spread, little things started changing.
Dortmund fans spotting me on the street and offering congrats became routine.
Jurgen Klopp often called me in for talks.
"Klopp, you know? I'm really happy these days."
"Yeah, I can tell."
I opened up about what I was feeling, and we talked about family and responsibility.
Becoming a father to a child carrying my blood brought emotions beyond words.
I couldn't even name this feeling. But one thing I knew for sure.
Right now, I was happy as if I owned the world.