The Divorced Man Has Returned - The Divorced Man Has Returned chapter 101

#101. Nope. Nothing.

Harin and Sihwa.

The next day after hearing the briefing about Sulwhagyo at Jena’s cafe with the two of them.

As soon as class started, the homeroom teacher called Joe.

“Article 1. Lee Soo-hyuk Jang Tae-jin Kim Kyung-guk Choi Ye-won Yoon Ha-rin Lee Yang-mu”

Oh… Harin is only 1 trillion.

Glancing at her side, Harin pouted her lips as if a little disappointed.

“Article 2. Park Hye-won, Ha Yoon-soo, Ahn Sang-hyun, Park Ji-won, Choi In-wook, Song Jin-hyuk”

I’m in group 2.

I’ve never been that close to anyone.

After listening to the last, I confirmed that the author belongs to group 5.

The author Harin and I.

It seems that the pair had been deliberately prevented from tying each other up in order to separate the three of us.

Well. It wasn’t that the Academy’s decision didn’t make sense.

If Harin and I are tied together in our class right now, this is just like giving first place to start.

And I never thought it was fair.

If this happens, I thought it could be a stepping stone for great growth for the author.

Because she hasn’t met Harin as an enemy yet.

Harin was never a good match.

After she lost to Sihwa last time, the author’s desire to win seemed to burn even more.

I talked about grabbing the Yushihwa and what to do, but I thought it was still too early.

Sihwa was never a style that stood still.

After the group was assigned, the homeroom teacher informed that all classes will be conducted in groups.

The time given to us is about two weeks.

The first thing to decide is what stickers to put on each of them and what to do with the evaluation.

“Now… So, how do we distribute the stickers?”

I think I will be the leader anyway, so I took the initiative in opening my mouth.

“First of all, the composition is red, three blue, two yellow. I want each of you to tell us what sticker you want.”

“I am red. It’s a supporting position, so it’s easy to lose, so I think it’s more convenient to have a lower score.”

Park Hye-won hit the player first.

“That… Then I want to go red too.”

Sang-Hyun Ahn, the number 2 symbol.

Actually, I knew well why they chose red.

On the surface, you say that, but you don’t want to take unduly responsibility for your score.

Of course, with this type of rule, the winner was guaranteed only if the person who received the sticker with a high score did well.

“Okay. Who else is left?”

“I am blue.”

Fortunately, it didn’t seem like everyone had the mindset to ride the bus.

I felt very fortunate that Song Jin-hyuk wanted blue.

“Then I’m also blue.”

I thought that Ha Yoon-soo would unconditionally pick red, but I guess I didn’t quite understand their personalities.

Anyway, the two seats were filled with blue, so the story was easy.

It was because I had to eat yellow, which is the highest score, and Yoonsu and Jinhyeok took blue, and the rest got red.

“Okay… I decided to do this for stickers first. I want each of them to tell me what their specialties are.”

When I took out a notepad, I asked each person their specialties and accumulated data to what level they were able to use them.

However, after doing this, I felt like I was not a leader, but a tutor.

Actually, to be honest, none of this process was necessary.

If I just took the green sticker from the homeroom teacher or other academy staff, the game ended there.

However, if they proceeded like that, the other students would have gained nothing.

I won’t even practice to match the match, and I won’t do any personal training.

Just because I’m in the 2nd round doesn’t mean these people are in the 2nd round, so I thought I’d practice properly according to my level.

Once I arranged the position in a standard position and set the direction for the future, I led them to the training ground.

…I feel like the author has been telling others about it more often since then, but I wondered if this would be the case until I graduate.

* *

Trudging

I went down the stairs without strength, and every day I turned around at the corner and headed for the deformed room.

Deforme…

In my previous life, I thought it was like a little haven for me.

When you open the door, you can hear loud voices.

“No! Director! Where can anyone draw it like that? Yes?”

“Hey! Whether I draw this straight or not, you shouldn’t say that?”

Lee Ji-eun and Tae-soo oppa didn’t even notice that I was coming, so they were arguing a lot.

“…Can we go out and fight for love?”

Remembering what happened to Tae-soo oppa last time, I impliedly gave the two of them a pint glass.

“No. Yena Do I look like I’m dating him now? Huh? Does it look like honey dripping from your eyes like you and Inwook? Huh?”

Taesu oppa walked in front of me as if he was mad at my words more than I thought.

But it seemed that there was not one person who was offended by my words.

“No. Jena! It’s harsh. Yeah? What are you talking about?”

…Looking at the reaction, the two seem to get along well just by looking at the cancer.

I put my bag on the desk and drew the canvas from the corner after drawing until the last time.

“…Who is Choi In-wook?”

Lee Ji-eun came, but I don’t think there was a time when Choi In-wook didn’t come.

“Oh. I’m here to see the student council work. Will you come soon?”

“That’s right.”

It’s a student council… You said that you and Shihwa were having a student council together.

Why did such an unhelpful group enter?

To be honest, I wondered what kind of profit he could get from the student council activities.

Without the specs, the rank would be sufficient just by force.

Is it because Yoo Shi-hwa was twisted into it?

When I thought about it, the thought that it could be so crossed my mind.

Profit.

I took out my brush and drew the armor part of the monster, and I turned to the familiar voice.

“Are you here?”

“Yes. Hi. Yena.”

Choi In-wook approaches me with a bright smile.

If I had been in the same class, I would have been by his side every day.

I was just envious of Ha-rin Yoon and Ji-eun Lee.

“Are you busy with the student council?”

“It’s just the final evaluation season, so there’s a lot of work.”

Something I thought of the not-so-long newlywed life of him and I as we talked without hesitation, which was difficult until recently.

* *

[I’ve been there.]

[You worked hard today.]

I picked up his coat and smiled.

[Oh… It’s hard…]

This man throws himself on the sofa as soon as he arrives.

[Go wash and rest. Don’t go out for a while and roll around with your clothes.]

I think I talked to my sister every time I went home, but this man did not show any signs of fixing it.

His husband opened his arms to me as if he had no energy to get up.

As I approached forward pretending not to win, he hugged me tightly and pulled me into his arms.

[Ah. Really. I told you to wash up first when I come.]

[Would you like to wash together?]

Ttotto. Husband playing silly jokes.

[I washed everything before you came.]

[Can I wash again?]

He murmured like a child with his face on my shoulder.

[No… You wash yourself.]

When I stubbornly refused, he got up as if he couldn’t win.

[Even if we asked to wash again before we got married, he said yes.]

[Because you weren’t my husband before.]

[A. What’s the reason for that? Rather, now that I am my husband, shouldn’t I be more sincere?]

The expression on his face, which burst into laughter, looked like a playful child.

[I’ll give you another good thing if you come after washing. Hurry up and come.]

I pushed him to the bathroom, and he opened the door and walked in with a look of anticipation.

[Then am I really looking forward to it?]

…Like a stupid man.

The good thing I’d like to give you is the chicken that I went out a while ago.

Humming a hum, I turned on the TV.

* *

“What do you think?”

A time when you and I loved with all our hearts.

Think of a time when I thought I was the happiest in my life.

“No. Nothing.”

It was his face that was more than 10 years younger, but I liked the old face that only loved me better.

I had the feeling of a middle-aged man who had aged nicely. Inwook Mr.

I mean, even if you look at your face now, you look young.

But I also thought it would be wonderful to be able to watch him slowly aging like this.

Because I can see Choi In-wook in the time that I did not know, Yu Shi-hwa or Yoon Ha-rin.

“By the way, Yena, look at this.”

Choi In-wook holding his canvas to me.

I couldn’t stand the burst of laughter as soon as I saw it.

What do you want to see?

Are you hoping for a compliment?

I’ve been working hard to teach you, so why did you paint it like this again?

Really. I don’t listen badly.

You’ve always been like that.

I choose to do things that I don’t want to do.

Honestly, if I had listened to you, I wouldn’t have even gone through a divorce.

This is a stupid man.

“…But it’s a lot better than before.”

“Yes?”

Choi In-wook smiling brightly.

Why did I really fall in love with this man?