“Mister Jin-Ho!”

That was when someone called out his name, and Kang Jin-Ho quickly turned his head to find out who it could be.

And he recoiled almost right afterward, a look of horror filling his face. “W-who are you?”

A woman wearing a massive wide-brim hat, a pair of sunglasses anyone could see was excessively big for her face, a medical mask, and even a scarf obscuring her throat, was hurriedly walking up to Kang Jin-Ho while waving her hand.

“It's me, Mister Jin-Ho!”

“...? Miss Yeon-Ha?”

“Shh!” Choi Yeon-Ha raised her index finger to cover her lips. “Keep it down! People might hear you!”

Kang Jin-Ho scanned her attire one more time before cautiously asking her, “...Perhaps a skin ailment?”

“No, it's not like that, but…” Choi Yeon-Ha spat out a long, long groan.

***

Going back in time…

“...What do you think you're doing, Jin-Seong?” Choi Yeon-Ha asked in a low, almost growling voice.

However, Han Jin-Seong only cackled back at her. “Fufufufu…”

“You can't thoughtlessly do stuff like this, you know!”

“Fufufufufu...!”

“...You're laughing?”

“Fufufufufu...!”

Choi Yeon-Ha's brows shot up even higher when Han Jin-Seong dared to keep laughing like a slimy used car salesman.

'This precocious brat...!'

Since Han Jin-Seong went through so much stuff from a young age, him behaving like an older man was not all that surprising. Even so, this brat could be way too slimy sometimes. He had to be born this way since that was the only way to explain his personality!

Choi Yeon-Ha showed the boy her fist. “Want me to beat you...