The Divorced Man Has Returned - The Divorced Man Has Returned chapter 114

#114. We came here.

After leaving the airport, the first place we headed was the hotel.

After arriving at the hotel by taxi, we checked in at the front desk and boarded the elevator.

“What floor is it?”

“32Nd floor”

It was a fairly high floor, but the high-speed elevator arrived us in the blink of an eye.

When you bring the card key, the door opens with a clicking sound.

And what caught my eye was…

“Oh, oh.”

Large glass windows overlooking the sea.

Under the white puffy clouds, emerald-colored waves fluttered.

I looked out the window in admiration at the spectacular sight.

“Do you like it?”

The corners of Sihwa’s lips slowly rise upward to see if my reaction was satisfactory.

“Yes. But it must be expensive, right?”

I paid the price because each person had their own flight ticket, but the hotel was entirely reserved by Sihwa.

I think I would have spent quite a bit of money if I made a reservation now for a long peak season.

“…If that bothers you, you can take me to a better place later.”

Bold blue eyes resembling the sea look up at me.

“Isn’t it?”

“Uh… yes…”

Shihwa said that she would go on a trip with me once more, saying that she would go to the bathroom for a while and told her to prepare to go to the beach.

Actually, I didn’t have much to bring, so I sat down and looked down at the people enjoying the beach with only my wallet and cell phone.

Summer of twenty years old.

The sea…

As I stared blankly at the flying geese, wet with romance, I suddenly remembered a fact.

Wait a minute… Busan…

I remember the day that Busan was erased from the map of Korea.

I hurriedly took out my phone and checked the screen and sang Sihwa in an urgent voice.

“Shihwa!”

After changing clothes in the bathroom, Sihwa looked at me with a face as if he was making such a fuss.

“Why. Is it because you don’t want to go to the sea?”

“No. That’s not it. When we were twenty Busan.”

“Why Busan?”

It seems that she had completely forgotten that it had been more than ten years.

“Don’t you remember? Croptos then…”

When I mention the name of the monster, Sihwa’s pupils get bigger.

“…Is that this year?”

“Yes. This summer.”

“Are you sure?”

“Surely.”

There was only one reason I remember this so clearly.

I still remember.

I heard this breaking news while eating shaved ice with Harin at a rather old shaved ice shop.

We, who were aspiring hunters at the time, watched the terrible scene unfolding on the TV screen with our mouths wide open.

The huge tail that cut the sea caused a halo, and not only those who could not escape, but also the buildings were submerged.

I saw the two of them in shock, but now that I am at the scene…

“Croptos definitely has a level…”

“It’s five.”

The highest level that can appear at this point.

Busan was helplessly destroyed by a sudden disaster that had never been observed in Korea.

I tried to block the hunters in a hurry, but there were not enough people just to save lives.

It took about a week to stop Croptos’s advance.

“Ha…”

Sighing, Sihwa touched the bridge of her nose as if in pain.

“We have to do something.”

I bit my lip and spoke with a firm voice to Sihwa.

“Do you remember the date exactly?”

“No.”

Even if you remember the contents of Amman, you’re not even the person in charge of the case, so you can’t even remember the date.

“Then we have no choice but to wait until he appears.”

Sihwa passed me by with a calm face and took her swimsuit.

“Then it will be late…”

“Choi Inwook.”

Sihwa’s face, who had cut my words off with a single knife, was full of annoyance.

“I didn’t come here to work.”

Sihwa’s slender fingers pull my chin towards him.

“Certainly, if he appears here, we’ll have to do something about it. However.”

The sun’s shining platinum blonde hair came close to white.

“It is true that there is nothing we can do right now.”

“That’s…”

“Are you going to run to the association in your identity right now and ask for cooperation?”

“Or are you going to yell at the people who were having a good time on the beach to run away?”

“I’ll tell you soberly. Even if we know the future, unless we know the details and how it happened, it means nothing for us to go down in the first place.”

Ha…

She was right.

The composure that I lost because I became so nervous just knowing the future is slowly returning.

“Hmm… Then what do you think would be the best thing to do?”

She sought advice from Si-hwa, who looked very calm.

“If you see it, you have to fight.”

“Uh…?”

Sihwa’s tone seems to be asking for something obvious.

“It’s not that simple. The moment the monster appears, we, the hunters, go out.”

“Huh…”

Simple yet clear answer.

However, the opponents we will face were never third-class like the local bastards.

It was a monster that destroyed a city.

When I was in my prime, I could be overwhelmed by myself…

As I was making a somewhat puzzled expression, Sihwa crossed my arms and led me to the front door.

“Don’t worry. Choi In-wook.”

There was not even a hint of hesitation in her voice.

“Our bodies remember who we were.”

Choi In-wook and Yoo Shi-hwa.

The best couple who dominated the hunter world in Korea.

It wasn’t that he didn’t have experience defeating level 5 monsters.

“Yeah… I get it.”

Anxiety still lingered in my mind, but I grabbed her hand and walked out of the hotel.

* *

Sooooo good.

The gentle waves crash against the sand, making a pleasant sound.

I wasn’t happy with the sand grains digging into the sandals, but these are all experiences that you have to come here.

“Kyaaaaah! Cold!”

“Don’t do it! Stop!”

I feel even more uncomfortable with the sound of conversations between couples who seem friendly.

But now was not the time to be conscious of other couples.

“Wow…”

“Are you a model…?”

“Huh. Look over there.”

The stinging gaze towards me, not me.

Sihwa marched on the sandy beach with majestic steps, regardless of the gaze of others.

Elongated limbs.

White skin with no blemishes.

It was almost impossible to see a faint one in the abs that had been well-trained.

A white bikini that clearly shows her perfect body line.

“It’s cool too.”

A poem that stretches as if feeling good.

Looking at her pale armpits, it felt like I was swallowing saliva for nothing.

“How are you?”

Even though she wasn’t posing in any particular pose, Sihwa was exuding a model-like pose that ripped out a magazine.

“Pretty.”

Actually, I thought these two letters were not enough, but Sihwa liked these intuitive conversations more.

“Have you been exercising a bit these days?”

Her fingers approached me and tickled my belly button.

“It’s a bit stiff.”

Because I exercised quite hard, my stiff figure started to take its place.

“Someone scolded me.”

Although there were certain parts of necessity, I could never ignore the stimulus that poetry gave me.

“Oh. I didn’t bring sunscreen.”

After rummaging through her bag, she looked back at her with a disappointed face.

“I’m going to the convenience store for a while, so stay here.”

“Shall I come?”

“No. What if I go away?”

Without giving me any more room to respond, she left me alone and turned around and started heading back towards the land.

With nothing to do, I looked around blankly.

How come…

“Ah! Because don’t do it.”

“No. It’s not that we’re doing anything weird, we’re just going to eat some ice cream together.”

“Oh. Why are you here! Really!”

A scene that is often seen at the beach, even if you just listen to the conversation.

Men who are hungry for women and women who are not interested in such men.

But the strange thing was that the female voice was so familiar.

I was surprised to see her face while pretending to pass by her secretly.

Hey. Why are you here?

“Lee Ji-eun…?”

When I call her name, her eyes widen.

“Uh…?”

The moment when they just stared at each other and didn’t say anything.

It was Ji-eun who hit the player first.

“Oh. Let’s go now. Because we are here.”

…Is our selves what you are talking about?

The author puts his arms around my arms as if to answer my questions.

“Baby. Why are you here so late?”

I gave the author a look that I couldn’t win to the author who was aegyo with a doggy-like tone and matched the situational play.

“Oh. Sorry. This one?”

“Did you say that you have a boyfriend?”

When I looked at the men with cold eyes, they passed the road they were going.

The two of us moved in opposite directions with our arms crossed.

It was the moment I was about to say a word to the author who was still attached to me.

“…I’d rather let it go now.”

“What are you doing? Choi In-wook.”

Your face began to turn white.