My steps after parting ways with the two were faster than ever.
However, it was closer to anger rather than cheerfulness. It was almost like an act that represented my suppressed emotions.
I had to go back to the dormitory.
There is an evening roll call in the dormitory, and if youâre absent, you get demerits. If you accumulate too many demerits, youâll be expelled.
The semester had just started, and I didnât want to accumulate demerits right from the beginning either.
But I was already heading somewhere other than the dormitory.
Screech.
A luxury sedan parked by the roadside.
Without hesitation, I sat in the back seat and took a deep breath.
âIâll take you there right away.â
It was a face I had never seen before.
A square jawline, a black suit, no scent, a low voice, and a small mole visible on the nape of the neck.
He had many distinguishing features and treated me with utmost respect, trying hard not to make any mistakes.
The driving was smooth yet fast, conveying the intent to minimize any discomfort.
Once again, I reiterate, it was a face I had never seen before.
I didnât even know his name, rank, or affiliation.
Despite that, he was trying his best not to make a mistake in front of me.
This was my life.
I had no idea who they were, nor did I care.
But they tried their utmost to serve and assist me as if their whole life depended on it.
âWhatâs your name?â
âItâs, Kim Chang-ho!â
Additionally, one of my actions could bring about unexpected consequences.
The tension filling the car.
A drop of sweat forming on the back of his neck.
Wondering if he had done something wrong.
Constantly checking the rearview mirror out of doubt.
It felt like petting an ant.
I just wanted to pet it because it was cute, admirable, and I was grateful.
But they might be crushed to death by it.
I merely asked for their name.
I wanted to at least thank the person who came to drive me at a late hour.
But the person seemed afraid because I asked for their name. They looked around, unsure of what to do.
The important thing is.
We are not in a relationship between humans and ants.
We are in a relationship between humans and humans.
I decided not to ask anything more.
No matter what I say, he will try to find out its true intentions.
I turn my gaze out the window with my mouth firmly shut.
Silence was the greatest consideration I could offer.
âThank you.â
I step out, closing the car door behind me.
To the person who even tried to open the door for me, I only offered a short thank you and took in the view of the grand mansion.
When I lived here, I thought it was only natural.
Staying in a one-room apartment and then seeing this place again, I started to realize how luxurious my previous living conditions were.
The front gate opened without me even touching it.
The servants bowed their heads and greeted the third child who had returned after a long time.
Even if I told them not to, they wouldnât listen.
Not wanting to see them, I quickly walked inside, where my mother welcomed me.
âWhatâs this? Whatâs going on? Why are you suddenly visiting at this late hour?!â
My mother was the same as always.
She greeted the youngest child who had returned after a long time with a bright smile.
I too hid my overwhelmed emotions for a moment and gently hugged her.
And then.
âI came to see Father.â
When I revealed my purpose, my motherâs expression immediately darkened.
I was never on good terms with my father. He must have sensed that my sudden visit wasnât about anything good.
Passing by my mother.
âLet me just say one thing.â
She sighs and grumbles at me.
âAre you calling him âfatherâ just because your older brother does? Itâs fine to call him Dad, but call me Mom.â
ââ¦Itâs been a while since we last saw each other.â
âKids these days arenât cute at all. I should have had a daughter. That night, I should haveâ¦â
âDonât say it!â
It was serious just a moment ago, but talking to Mom lightened the mood instantly.
âSigh, itâs fine to argue. But have dinner before you go, okay?â
âOkay.â
âIâll make the food you like.â
âAre you cooking?â
âThe wife of the chairman gets scolded if she goes into the kitchen, dear. If you donât know anything, just stay put. The kitchen staff always complain.â
ââ¦â¦â
Unbelievable.
Perhaps it was thanks to Momâs personality that we could still be connected as a family.
I start walking again.
Mom cleverly changed the atmosphere to help me calm down.
Normally, I would have thought not to speak too harshly.
But now, it was different.
This is the moment Iâve been dreaming of.
Still.
Still, Oh Yoon-jiâs wistful voice lingered in my ears.
Clatter.
As I opened the door and walked in, my father, who was reading a book with his glasses on, slowly looked at me.
It was the same.
The same as when I said I was leaving home.
âWhat did you do to Yoon-ji?â
Even though I got straight to the point, my father slowly placed a bookmark in his book, closed it, and took off his glasses.
The flow of the conversation had already shifted to him with just those actions.
Forcing me to wait when I was about to boil over.
âTsk, you canât even greet your father properly.â
âWhat were you doing!â
âDo you even know whose daughter she is? My son is infatuated with a death row inmateâs daughter, and you think Iâll just let it be?â
âWhat did Yoon-ji do wrong? Sheâs barely even sees her father!â
I heard that he went to prison when Yoon-ji was still in her motherâs womb. I never asked her why.
Because she didnât want to talk about it.
I could have found out if I wanted to, but I didnât.
Because I didnât want to know.
Yoon-ji lived her life completely separate from her father.
âIf you did your investigation, you would know everything! Thereâs no connection at all! Right? What did she do wrong?!â
âNothing.â
ââ¦What?â
In my fatherâs stern gaze, there was not a hint of hesitation.
âShe did nothing wrong, that child.â
âOh, no⦠You know that, then why!â
âThatâs what it means to be blood.â
My throat felt tight.
It was as if something thin, yet unbreakable, was strangling me.
âThatâs what it means to be blood.â
The sensation of constriction intensified.
It throbbed with a red hue like a heartbeat, and it was even hot.
âThough she had done nothing wrong, itâs because of blood that she bears this responsibility. The same goes for you.â
It was.
âBecause heâs of the same blood, no matter what he does, Iâll hold him close.â
The feeling that strangled my throat.
Was that of my fatherâs bloodline.
âWoojin.â
A bitter breath escaped.
My fatherâs eyes were asking me.
âWhy did I plan to designate you as the successor instead of the eldest⦠Do you understand now?â
âHow would I know such a thing!â
Thinking it was that same topic again.
The emotions that welled up burst out as if venting.
âYou know how much Eldest Brother has tried! He has lived his life struggling to meet your expectations! Do you know how he looked when you said youâd hand it over to me?!â
ââ¦â¦â
âThatâs not right! Isnât it? Things shouldnât flow that way!â
So I left home.
I was scared that if I stayed at home, all the effort of the eldest brother.
I might take his life away.
âHoo, youâre still young.â
Despite my outburst, my father clicked his tongue and responded.
âEffort? Knowledge? Ability? You see, those things. In the end, everyone has them. Iâve never seen anyone lacking those while climbing to this position.â
ââ¦â¦â
âThe important thing is nature. That canât be imitated. Itâs determined from the moment you are born.â
âWhat nonsenseâ¦â
âThe eldest has a weak heart. He hides it through effort and acting, but itâs fake.â
ââ¦â¦â
âThe second one is likable. Just like his mother. Heâs out of the question right from the start.â
ââ¦â¦â
âYou, Woojin.â
The smile that slowly formed was both eerie and heavy.
âItâs you, Woojin. Greedy, selfish, and determined.â
âWhat do you know!â
âI made a bet with that kid. I said Iâd allow it if she could gather enough money to be self-sufficient without my help.â
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Believing that, Oh Yoon-ji has worked hard until now.
âBut I told her not to contact you. Not to meet you. I heard she was trying to leave a silly letter, so I took care of that too.â
âYou, youâ¦!â
âDonât interrupt and just listen.â
A smile played on my fatherâs lips.
It was the kind of smile that appeared when things went his way.
âSo, how was it?â
The result was the current me.
âYou easily forgot about her. You were sad during the vacation, but eventually, you went back to school.â
If.
He continued, adding to his words.
âIf the vacation had been shorter, you would have pulled yourself together even faster, and if it hadnât been a vacation, you would have gotten over it the next day.â
âThatâs ridiculous!â
âNo, you are that kind of person. And knowing that, I chose you as my successor.â
ââ¦â¦â
âIs that all? I hear you now meet multiple women. It didnât just end with losing Oh Yoon-ji. You effortlessly go on to meet other women.â
ââ¦â¦â
âGreedy. Have you even thought about how much theyâre suffering because of you? So selfish. Those in power should be like that.â
Ah.
âAnd yet, you smile in front of them. Pretending to enjoy it under the guise of working hard for each one.â
ââ¦â¦â
âYou must have justified your actions to them. Made them accept the unrealistic situation without a second thought.â
I couldnât say otherwise.
The countless hours spent with them were now holding me back.
âWoojin, you are.â
I didnât want to hear it, but.
âYou are exactly the kind of person I thought you were.â
My fatherâs declaration hit me like a nail being driven in.
Outside, I took a long sigh. My head was a mess for various reasons, but there was no sign of it getting better.
He suggested I stay for dinner, but I didnât want to in this situation.
I accelerated my steps to sneak out without Mom noticing.
Two familiar faces entering through the front door.
âDid you speak with Father?â
The elder brother, the vice chairman.
âIt looks like it didnât end well.â
The second brother who started his own company.
âHyungs? Why are you hereâ¦?â
Not sure whether to be glad or to keep my distance.
As I stared blankly at them, the younger brother came over and put his arm around my shoulder, shouting.
âWe came together because we heard you were back. But first, letâs go to the sauna! A sauna is the best when your head is a mess! Youâre coming too, right?â
âIâm not sure if I have a change of clothes.â
Shrugging, but not refusing to go to the sauna.
There was a small bathhouse and sauna in the basement of the house, so it didnât take long to get there, but honestly, I wasnât really feeling it.
But as always.
Eventually, as they were being dragged by their older brothers.
âWhere are you guys going? Iâve prepared dinner.â
Their mom interjects, tilting her head in curiosity.
âTo the sauna! We brothers are going to have some bonding time!â
âIs Jae-woon going too?â
âYes.â
âAnd Woojin?â
âWell, since theyâre going, I guess.â
Honestly, going to the sauna with his brothers felt a bit uncomfortable now that they were older. But with the two older brothers so insistent, there was no way out.
âHmm.â
Seeing them like that, their mother.
âThen can I come too?â
She immediately tried to follow.
âWhat do you mean, âcan I come tooâ!â
âSigh, Mother.â
The brothers instantly stopped her.
If they hadnât, he would have had to.
âTsk, what do you have to hide, you men. Iâve bathed you and wiped you down since yourâ¦you-know-whats were the size of pinky nails.â
She shouted, acting all dramatic.
âMom, didnât you leave our bathing to the housemaids?â
I asked curiously.
ââ¦If I wash you, you guys cry. So the maids told me not to fuss and leave.â
Mom mumbled awkwardly and, unable to bear our gazes, hurried off to the kitchen.
âMadam! Weâll do it!â
âJust sit on the sofa and watch TV!â