Chapter 49

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 49

Chapter Title: Home-Cooked Happiness

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Food was placed on the table.

White rice and soybean paste soup.

Stir-fried pork and rolled omelet.

Stir-fried kimchi, stir-fried fish cake, seasoned vegetables.

"Did you make all this yourself?"

"Yeah, I made everything by hand."

"Wow, impressive! That's touching!"

"Can't guarantee the taste, though."

"It looks so neat. Looks delicious too?"

Jin-seong grinned ear to ear.

Eating a home-cooked meal made by Park Ha-yeon?!

Eating a meal made by his lover?!

It was pure luxury.

He was happy. So happy. Blissfully happy.

In this moment, he envied nothing in the world.

He felt like he owned the world. Like the most blessed person in all humanity.

"I'll dig in."

"Eat lots."

"Yeah."

Jin-seong picked up his chopsticks and took some stir-fried kimchi.

Then he sampled the pork stir-fry, rolled omelet, and fish cake stir-fry in order.

"How is it? Tasty? Decent?"

Park Ha-yeon asked.

Truthfully, it wasn't all that great.

Coldly put, below average.

The kimchi stir-fry was overly salty. The pork had a bit of off-flavor. The omelet was bland as could be. The fish cake was mushy. And the soybean paste soup? It was missing about 20% of the flavor.

Park Ha-yeon bit her nails.

Worry and dismay filled her eyes.

"Ha-yeon."

"Huh?"

Instead of words, he answered with action.

Beam—!

The world's happiest smile.

Thumbs up—!

He raised his thumb high.

"Is it okay? Edible?"

Nod nod.

"For real? Not lying?"

Nod nod.

"Phew, that's a relief. Glad it's tasty."

Nod nod.

"Eat lots, Pig♡."

Park Ha-yeon beamed back.

Jin-seong chewed thoroughly and swallowed.

He set down his chopsticks.

"Ha-yeon, come here beside me."

"Why?"

"Just come quick."

Park Ha-yeon sat next to him.

His hand covered her head.

Pet pet.

"Thanks for the meal."

Pet pet.

"It's delicious. You make me so happy."

Pet pet.

"Hope you make it for me again sometime."

"Yeah. I'll make it again. Promise."

"Thanks."

Pet pet.

Gently.

Softly.

Warmly.

He stroked her hair again and again.

Caressed it.

Her expression melted softly.

Her gaze lost focus in sweetness. Her lips curved up to her ears.

Her low self-esteem charged up at high speed.

"Pig, Pig."

"Yeah?"

She called him and snuggled into his arms.

"After finishing the rice, wanna eat me again?"

"Can I eat you right now?"

"No. Finish your rice first, then you can have me for dessert."

"Gotta eat fast then."

He mixed his rice into the soup and inhaled it without properly chewing.

"Eat slowly. You'll get indigestion."

"Indigestion's fine."

"Jeez… You want me that bad…?"

"Yeah, I wanna eat you."

"Dummy… You already had your fill earlier…? Still want more…?"

Clink.

He set down his spoon.

Emptied the soup bowl spotless.

'Dessert time.'

The dessert menu was Park Ha-yeon.

He'd climaxed three times already.

But he hardened right up again.

'This girl drives me insane.'

Felt like he'd been bewitched by a fox. A nine-tailed one at that.

'Delicious.'

Dessert was phenomenal.

True to a fox, the more he ate, the better it got—addictively so. Far from tiring of it.

"I'm tired……."

"Me too……."

"Oppa, let's nap."

"Yeah. Nap time."

They closed their eyes, wrapped in each other's arms.

Felt each other's warm body heat.

Fell asleep like passing out.

A quick nap left him refreshed.

Deep sleep.

All the built-up fatigue from before + morning gym + intense sex vanished in one go.

"Pig, we should head out soon. Dad'll be back any minute."

"Gasp?! Sajangnim's coming? Y-yeah. Let's go, right now."

Jin-seong scrambled into his clothes in a panic.

He recalled Park Man-bok's inner thoughts.

He dressed in seconds.

Glanced at Park Ha-yeon.

Open underwear drawer. She bent over to pick some out.

She was naked. Her beautiful body and lewd hips jiggled.

Gulp.

He swallowed dryly.

'Tempting. So tempting. Wanna thrust in.'

Too bad. Wanted to, but couldn't.

One wrong thrust, and Park Man-bok might catch him.

If caught…….

Dad's girl Park Man-bok, the unhinged one, might knee-kick him.

Had to hold back.

'Endure. Hold it. Save it for tonight and go wild then.'

East sea waters and Baekdu Mountain

Everlasting as they may be

He hummed the national anthem. Needed to calm his untimely, pathetic erection.

"Hey, don't look."

Park Ha-yeon covered her butt with her hand.

"Please don't look. It's embarrassing."

"Got it."

"Once you're dressed, go wait outside."

He got kicked out of the room.

The door closed.

"Ha-yeon, I like sexy underwear."

"Sexy ones?"

Her voice came from inside.

"Yeah. Sexy. Sultry. Brain-melting. Provocative."

"Don't know. Hate it. Be quiet. I'll wear what I want."

Two minutes later, Park Ha-yeon emerged.

"Wearing something sexy?"

"Nope? Just normal stuff."

"Aw… Bummer……."

"Perverted lecherous sneaky filthy pig."

Park Ha-yeon averted her eyes.

Her face flushed red.

They left the house.

Held hands.

"Ha-yeon, today's meal was really delicious."

Your cooking and your sexy body both.

Perfect.

"Really? I'll make it again next time."

"Yeah, thanks."

Gotta eat it appreciatively next time too.

"Feels like today is my birthday."

"Pfft, you're always saying it's your birthday."

"Means it was that good."

"Was it me that was good? Or the food?"

"Can't pick a winner."

Park Ha-yeon's lips curved up to her ears.

His answer satisfied her immensely.

120 out of 100 points.

They arrived at the theater on time.

At the entrance.

'Hm?'

Jin-seong's steps halted.

'Mi-yeon?'

Mi-yeon was entering the theater.

Unlike her soft, peaceful expression. Unlike her upright, confident stride.

Mi-yeon's inner world was dark. Rotten to the core. Worn down by negativity and torment.

'Mi-yeon…….'

He pitied Mi-yeon.

'Hang in there just a bit longer, even if it's tough.'

He felt sorry for her.

'I'll give you coffee again tomorrow.'

Mixed with mental recovery agent.

She had taken it twice.

'Good.'

On one hand, relief.

Mi-yeon would never attempt suicide. No need to worry about it.

Because of the Action Restriction Ticket.

He'd forbidden her suicide attempts.

Lost in thought, following Mi-yeon's back.

"Gah?!"

Pain from his side made him yelp.

Looked beside him.

Park Ha-yeon glared fiercely. Full of displeasure. Pinched hard enough to rip flesh.

He yelped.

"Hey, Pig."

"What's up? Hurts. Stop pinching."

Park Ha-yeon eased her grip.

"Who told you to stare at another girl?"

"S-sorry. Ack!"

Apology only made her pinch harder.

"Makes me mad. Don't look at other girls."

"S-sorry. Please stop pinching."

"Focus on me."

"Y-yeah. Got it. Stop."

It hurt enough for tears.

Side flesh felt torn off.

"Hmph. You apologized, so I'll forgive you just this once."

Park Ha-yeon released her grip.

"Ugh… Hurts……. Unfair… Just saw Mi-yeon……."

"Mi-yeon? Pig, you know that girl?"

He nodded.

Briefly explained about Mi-yeon.

"Sorry. Thought you were checking out another girl and got jealous……."

They entered the theater.

Sat in their seats.

Up front, Mi-yeon's head was visible.