“B-but the timing is…” Kim Hyun-Sung trailed off.0

‘What does that have to do with it? You're the one who said that you wanted to see me, you bastard…'0

“Is that a problem?” I asked.0

“…”0

“Is that a problem?” I asked again.1

“…”0

Kim Hyun-Sung quietly looked at me. It looked like he had a lot to say, but there was no way he could say something in this situation. No matter how crazy this bastard had become, he wasn't so oblivious that he couldn't read the room. 0

Even I thought the atmosphere had gotten too tense, but it was only natural for it to be that way.1

‘Kim Hyun-Sung actually talked back?’1

“…”0

I gnashed my teeth at the defiance of the one I had raised like a precious child. A certain thought stabbed into me—had I done all that hard work and support just to be treated like this? I hadn’t simply told him to come home. I also made sure to show him how tired I was feeling. I even built up to it brick by brick.0

‘And he refused that?’0

For a moment, I even thought about just throwing away the ungrateful bastard, but at the same time, something felt off. It wasn’t baseless confidence; it was the belief that this pathetic...0