The Divorced Man Has Returned - The Divorced Man Has Returned chapter 82

#82. …Just give me a hug in such a case

On the bus back home.

Jena was looking out her window, pondering what she was thinking.

The time was on time and the place was so close to the end, no one was on the bus except us.

“It’s Jena.”

When I called her name, she slowly turned her head towards her towards me.

“Yes.”

“…Sorry.”

Well… In many ways I felt like I was going to touch her to her.

“Choi In-wook. I…”

In Jena’s eyes, I didn’t see anything better than her last life.

Still I looked small in front of her, and she was not proud of her to her.

“Because it’s different from Yoo Shi-hwa and Yoon Ha-rin.”

I brought out the names of two people that Jena seems to hate.

“I don’t know how to pull you like that.”

I didn’t even have to say what I was talking about here.

I’m probably talking about spending the night with them at the hotel. This.

“I don’t have that much money, so I can’t do anything cool and cool.”

“The speed is narrow, so I can’t even forget the past and say I don’t know.”

A bitter smile appeared on Jena’s lips.

“Nevertheless, I love you, Mr. Inwook, because I love you.”

Jena’s hands, which were cold enough to feel a little cold, were placed on top of mine.

“I’m just doing what I can.”

Ah…

Yenaya. What the hell am I supposed to tell you?

What did Jena think after I left yesterday?

While I spent the night with Sihwa and Harin, what kind of night did she spend?

The more I imagined it, the more I felt a rush of guilt.

She spread her arms when I gave her a perplexed look.

“…At times like this, just hug me.”

I nodded at her words and hugged her tightly even though I was not in the bus.

Jena’s slender shoulders looked smaller these days.

* *

“Yoo Shi-hwa. Yoon Ha-rin. You have to rip the price of the two of them.”

Me and Jena got off the bus and decided to have a cup of coffee at a cafe for a while before heading home.

“Ummm…”

Prania flower that Jena’s teacher asked to bring.

This was never something you could just get.

Perhaps there was a chance that even if they were given billions of dollars now, they wouldn’t be able to get it.

Because Prania’s flower is a level 5 super monster. Because she grew up inside Prania’s belly.

A slightly unusual undersea dungeon located in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.

That was the only habitat of Prania.

So far, no hunter has succeeded in defeating Prania.

It wasn’t because Prania’s fighting power was overwhelming.

However, since I was in a place where the water pressure was so strong that a normal human could not even breathe, it would be difficult for hunters below A rank to even move freely.

Even if it was an A rank or higher, an S rank, the stamina and horsepower consumed to withstand the water pressure in the sea and attack were extreme.

I don’t know if I should call this a good thing or a big deal, but for some reason, Prania didn’t move on the spot.

Bouncing on the ground to harm humans did not exist even in the future 10 years from now.

For that reason, despite its huge size, Prania was only being monitored by the World Hunter Federation.

Periodic observation and monitoring were carried out, as if preparing for a volcano that might erupt, but no subjugation squad was organized.

Then how was the prania flower discovered?

A hunter looking for romance that seems to have disappeared in this era.

The pioneer of the British hunter world famous all over the world.

The flower of prania was first discovered by Wilson Carter.

He was really famous for exploring every kind of gate in the world since the gate opened.

Of course, I have already visited the famous gates in Korea and the Amazon Jungle. Sahara desert. North Pole.

The environment given by the place itself is harsh enough, but he gathered information by going through the dangerous gates that occurred.

And the flower of Prania boasted the best performance among the various magical items he discovered.

It has been found as a result of research that you can raise one or more ranks just by taking it without lying.

Of course, as soon as this news came out, a number of well-known hunters entered Prania’s mouth, aiming for a pound of gold.

However, it was three years after Carter discovered that the next prania flower was discovered.

Even when the news that it had been discovered again because it had bloomed in a completely different location than when Carter discovered it, the whole world was buzzing.

After that, it was known that the cycle and location of the prania flowers were irregular.

“But yes. Can we get this?”

It’s been quite a while since Carter first discovered it, but we didn’t have any information about it.

“…Then will you continue to live like that?”

“Ha…”

With a deep sigh, I chewed only the straw.

If it had been me in my previous life, it would have been possible to enter Prania’s body and to do some exploration there.

But now I am. At a level where I could barely deal with Class A, there was a high probability that I would become a burden even if I went almost there.

“Once I called the kids.”

…Kids?

“What about Sihwa and Harin?”

Jena nodded her head.

“Now?”

“Uh. Now.”

Uh… Please tell me in advance…

I don’t think they’ll ever think that we’re sitting together like this.

You can’t do anything that’s already been sung.

Having put my heart down, I continued to talk about Prania with Jena again.

Has about 15 minutes passed?

A loud sports engine sound was heard outside.

Sports car I’ve ridden a few times.

It was Sihwa’s vehicle.

Today, as always, Sihwa, who was driving a car in fashion like a strong older sister, and Harin, who looked like a simple and simple item, but actually wore only luxury items that cost hundreds of thousands of won, got out of the car.

Tiriling.

The door of the cafe opened and the two people who found me and Jena quickly approached the opposite side of us.

“…What is it?”

A voice that seems to be sharp.

“Choi In-wook. You. You act like an idiot yesterday and today too.”

Sihwa opened her eyes and tried to question me.

But it was Jena who stopped her.

“Calm down and sit down. Is it because you don’t know who’s acting like a real idiot right now?”

“…Hayena.”

Sihwa was outspokenly hostile.

On the other hand, Harin dried the poem with a relaxed expression.

“Wow, woah, Sihwa-ya, go and order a drink and come. I’ll have mocha latte~”

Harin smiled and pushed Sihwa towards the counter.

Dr.

Harin naturally pulled her chair back and sat down.

“So. Why did you invite us to a date only for the two of us?”

Unlike Sihwa, who seemed a little excited, Harin looked calm.

“…Harin Yoon. You are responsible for fixing it.”

Jena said to Harin with her arms crossed.

“…Are you talking about Inwook?”

“Did you break anyone other than Choi In-wook?”

Harin’s round eyes widened even more at Jena’s words.

“Of course. If I can heal Inwook’s injury, I will do anything to fix it.”

Jena nodded her head as if she knew she would come out like this again and put a smile on her lips.

“Then I want you to keep those words.”

“What? Is there a way to fix Choi In-wook? Now?”

Sihwa, who had received the drink, asked Jena in an impatient voice.

“Uh. It’s a story I heard from my master. It doesn’t mean that there is no credibility at all.”

“…Who is your teacher?”

Sihwa was biting Jena’s tail to see if she needed confirmation.

“Mysterious. Do-hoon Kwak.”

As soon as the name ‘Mysterious’ came out, Harin and Sihwa did not respond much.

“…Is that true? Choi In-wook?”

I nodded.

“Because I came to meet the teacher of the monster today.”

“That… So. What do you need to bring Inwook back?”

Harin’s hands, which seemed to have maintained her composure, began to tremble.

“Prania flower.”

As soon as Jena’s answer came out, Sihwa and Harin didn’t say anything for a while.

They both knew.

It’s not normal to get it.

“Why. You say you can save anything. Wasn’t the daughter of the head of the GW company able to do that?”

At Jena’s words, Harin wiggled only her fingers.

“…Let’s go.”

It was a poem that no one answered.

“Really?”

Harin looked at her with a somewhat suspicious expression as to whether she was still not sure of her heart.

“Of course you should go too. Ha-rin Yoon.”

The poem that came to a conclusion was never and did not bend its will.

“It’s okay if you and I go.”

Sihwa, who drank Americano, looked at Jena with eyes as if tearing her opponent apart before the battle.

“That’s what I called here. Hayena.”

“…You communicate well. Yoo Shihwa.”

Between three wives, I was becoming less and less talkative.