The Divorced Man Has Returned - The Divorced Man Has Returned chapter 66

#66. Wouldn’t we be happy?

Cat…

The cat that Sihwa and I decided to raise together.

“Give me a hand.”

Unlike dealing with people, the voice of poetry is supple.

The cat put out her paw and she put her finger out too.

It looks like a handshake.

Did the cat, who enjoyed Sihwa’s touch for a while, remember something urgent?

The cat turned around and started running to the other side.

Sihwa squatted at the cat that was getting farther away and just stared at him.

“…Choi Inwook.”

“Yes.”

“Even if you don’t have children.”

Ira’s body seemed to harden at Sihwa’s words.

Child.

Something I couldn’t have in my previous life.

The painful finger that separated me and poetry.

“Cute kitten. If we live together with care like my own child… Wouldn’t that be okay?”

“What…?”

I thought I heard the wrong thing for a moment.

“Even if I can’t have a cute child that resembles you and me. If I just live like that while raising a cat…”

Sihwa, who got up from the seat, met my eyes head-on.

“Aren’t we going to be happy?”

He said he wouldn’t be happy.

It would be disgraceful.

Your life. Your career.

You were the one who said everything would be destroyed. Yoo Shihwa.

Why are you saying that now?

Why didn’t you say that in your previous life?

The answer I desperately wanted to hear was given to her after I committed suicide while struggling with pain.

I had to do it after my second life.

“…Let’s go.”

I turned her body away from her eyes looking at me.

My expression suddenly became cold, Sihwa grabbed my wrist.

“Why are you doing this?”

“No. I have to even patrol.”

“Look straight into my eyes and tell me. Choi In-wook.”

If you don’t speak, the atmosphere will not let you go.

“If you really think so… Why did you do that then?”

“I’m sorry. I was really wrong. Do you remember what you said to me when I got down on my knees and begged you not to go?”

Sihwa bit her lip.

“I don’t know how you feel, but I still remember clearly.”

“Now, even though it has become a distant past, I still can’t forget it.”

“How can you be so selfish?”

The words of her that tore my heart out came out of my mouth again.

“Are you saying that now after that?”

She looked at me with her trembling eyes for a moment, and then took a deep breath to see if she regained her composure.

“Yeah, that’s what you’re saying now.”

She was so proud of her attitude that it made me laugh out loud.

“Really?”

“Yes. Seriously.”

Sihwa grabbed my right hand with both her hands.

“If you ask me to kneel here, I will kneel.”

“If you want to slap me on the cheek, you can.”

“If you forgive me with that. If you promise to give me another chance. I can accept even worse things than that.”

It was a poem that did not say empty words.

“Ha…”

You Shihwa. What should I do with a woman like you?

In a completely different way from Harin, she vomited her heart out to me.

But the content was no different from Harin.

Let’s start over.

Let’s go back to those happy days.

We were looking at each other without saying anything.

The poem that wants an answer. And I can’t answer.

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No one broke the silence between the two of us…

It was Lee Ji-eun.

“Oh! Mr. Inwook!”

Today, Ji-eun Lee, wearing a uniform, waved her arm toward me to see if she wasn’t working at the pub.

“Mr. Inwook. Mr. Inwook. You know.”

…Is he lucky to have him? Maybe

Yesterday as well, he was a disciple who only appeared at a very exquisite timing.

“Oh? Sihwa is there too. Hello. Sihwa.”

As soon as Lee Ji-eun appeared, Si-hwa’s face turned cold.

“I bought this takoyaki? This tastes great. Really, try just one.”

With a bright smile, Lee Ji-eun took a takoyaki and put it in front of her mouth.

“I’m full now…”

“Ah~ Don’t do that, just one. Just one. Does it make sense that a man can’t eat even one of these? Even if he’s not hungry.”

As Lee Ji-eun struggled with her nasal voice, her expression of poetry grew colder and colder.

“If you don’t want to eat, give it to me.”

Sihwa snatched Lee Ji-eun’s toothpick with a sharp movement.

“Ah! That’s what Inwook asked for.”

Saying that or not, Sihwa put the takoyaki in her mouth and chewed it well.

Lee Ji-eun looked at her poem with her angry face.

…It looked very hot, are you okay? It’s Sihwa

Sihwa sarcastically ridiculed Lee Ji-eun with a casual tone, whether it’s not hot or tolerating hot things.

“Mainneng. One more.”

…It’s hot.

Seeing that the pronunciation was not straight, it looked quite hot.

“No. Sihwa-san. I’ve been feeling this for a long time. Do you have any bad feelings toward me?”

“Ugh. I see.”

I can’t eat it all and talk.

Sihwa’s tone was so cute that her pronunciation was not good enough that she had had a serious conversation a while ago.

“Why do you hate me so much?”

“I hate all the women next to Choi In-wook.”

Finally, the poet, who succeeded in swallowing them all, spoke calmly to Lee Ji-eun.

“So, I’m not the only one who hates you, so don’t get me wrong.”

…It’s not a misunderstanding. Sihwa Mr.

“Where is that? Then I’m going to hate Sihwa too.”

“I don’t care if there is one truck besides you who dislikes me.”

Sihwa seemed to think of Lee Ji-eun as something like a fly that interferes with a meal.

“I’m sorry… What is Mr. Sihwa about Mr. Inwook?”

“What are you, then?”

She crossed her arms with a look that she didn’t like Sihwa.

Ji-eun Lee was so fed up with being ignored, she suddenly put her arms around mine.

“Inwook is my teacher!”

Sihwa looked at me without answering anything.

That expression, as if to explain it quickly.

“You really teach him?”

I nodded my head slightly.

That’s it, Jieun-ah. Let go of this arm now.

After this, we will both fly one arm at a time.

“You and I will train straight. What kind of disciple are you getting. Choi In-wook.”

Sihwa laughed as if there was no absurdity.

“Lee Ji-eun. Just looking at it right now, if you and Choi In-wook are together, you’ll win.

Actually, Sihwa’s point was accurate.

It is said that the magic is returning, but I was happy to achieve the whistle of Lee Ji-eun and her in my body now.

“No! Shihwa doesn’t know anything. What a wonderful person Inwook is!”

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No. Ji Eun-ah…

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No one knows better than anyone that I was strong…

“Yes? I’m the one who doesn’t know how great Choi Inwook is?”

Sihwa laughed outrageously, which is rare.

The louder the sound of her laughter, the more I intuited that something was definitely going wrong.

“Then can I test how strong you are, which I learned from the handsome master?”

Hey. It’s Sihwa How long has it been since you told me you were immature?

Your opponent has no rank yet! Baby!

It felt as if a similar situation had been staged when I suppressed the children who flirted with Harin.

Except for the fact that men and women have changed.

“Heh! Sihwa-san. I can feel that Sihwa-san is strong, but am I the one who is praised as a supernova?”

Ji Eun-ah…

He wasn’t like a prospect, but he was really the best in the industry?

It was me with a throbbing headache. I had to dry it quickly.

“Sihwa-ya. What else is it? We should patrol. Now, according to the FM manual, we should go to the training ground.”

“You’re out of it. Choi In-wook. It’s good. Little kid, I need to fix it.”

“What do you mean? I know everything about being 20.”

Lee Ji-eun responded bluntly.

“Yes. I will learn the virtue of humility if I have to be trampled on by the same 20-year-old.”

You’re not modest either. Yoo Shihwa.

“Follow me. Lee Ji-eun.”

The poetic tone of high school Iljin calling out to the rooftop.

“Yes. Let’s go. Let’s do it. Instead, if Sihwa loses, he apologizes directly to me and Inwook. Okay?”

“Yes. Then I’ll put a condition on you. If you lose, you. Let’s finish playing with Choi In-wook and teacher today.”

“Okay. Be prepared to apologize sincerely.”

Regardless of my intentions, the two Sarim passed me by and headed to the training ground.

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“Inwook-san. Please hold this.”

Lee Ji-eun handed me the leftover takoyaki cup.

“Ji-eun-ah… I don’t think it’s like this. It’s not too late even now.”

“No? You didn’t just swear at me, you also ignored Inwook. I’ll let you know clearly.”

“Are you ready?”

Sihwa, who released the student council armband, pulled out the spear.

“I’ll only go to the bathroom for a while. Make sure you warm up.”

I walked to Sihwa as Lee Ji-eun ran to the bathroom.

“I don’t think it’s real. Sihwa. Huh? Let’s just move on.”

“Because you can’t strike straight. Can’t you see what I’m doing for you?”

It seemed that Sihwa had no intention of negotiating with me.

“No. Are you serious about fighting with a 20-year-old kid?”

“Why. You and I can’t?”

I felt something strange while I was voicing hard to persuade Sihwa.

Because Lee Ji-eun, who was supposed to come back soon, did not come back even after 10 minutes passed and 20 minutes passed.

“…Where did he go?”

“I’m so nervous at the thought of sticking with me, I guess I can’t come out.”

“Sihwa-ya. I’m really sorry, can you go to the bathroom just once and check?”

Taking a deep breath, she walked over to her bathroom.

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Not long after, Sihwa came back to me with a puzzled expression.

“None. Wasn’t it?”

The takoyaki had already cooled down.