âItâs an outdoor barbecue. There is no such luxury.â
CEO Kim shrugged his shoulders and smiled wildly. Manager Cha, who was grilling meat next to him, said sarcastically.
âIâm cooking all the meat, so the CEO is living in luxury.â
âLet me cook.â
Choi Inseop, who had been restless for a while, held out his hand. But Manager Cha shook his head.
âMr. Inseop itâs okay. You saw how well I was grilling a few pieces of meat earlier.â
âThe meat is cooked well by Cha.â
âI am very curious about what brought you here.â
Even if he said so, MAnager Chaâs hand, who grilled meat, did not rest. After going to a nearby sashimi restaurant at lunch and tasting the effect of Lee Wooyeon, who paralyzed nearby roads, CEO Kim quietly went to a butcherâs shop and bought meat. He decided that it would be impossible to even sleep in the villa, let alone fishing, if he continued to carry Lee Wooyeon around.
In the end, the four of them had a barbecue in the front yard of the villa.
âManager Cha. Even if you roast my meat for the rest of your life, you cannot complain. You lost your last fishing bet.â
âThatâs because the president made a foul.â
âYour foul play talk will freeze me to death.â
âThe position of my fishing rod changed while I was in the bathroom. If itâs not you, who will touch it?â
Manager Cha, grumbling with a face that said he would die of unfairness, grabbed Choi Inseopâs shoulder and started giving serious advice.
âIf you go fishing today, the key to successful fishing is whether that person touches your fishing rod or not. Understand?â
âYes? HahaâŚÂ Yes. All right.â
âWhat are you! Seop. Iâm sorry. Oh, Seop. Seop. This sticks in your mouth. Shall I call you Seop from now on?â
Choi Inseop was bewildered and could not answer. If even a nickname was attached, it would become difficult. He was going to disappear without being noticed, but he started to feel like his plans were going wrong. It also happened that Lee Wooyeon helped him with such a terrible thing today⌠Whatever it was, he should be fired within three months.
âWhy? Donât you like Seop? It sticks in your mouth and sounds good.â
âHe doesnât like it. The representative doesnât even notice that?â
âWhy? Itâs good. You too, manager Cha, you said you didnât like your nickname at first, but later you said you liked it and keep using it.â
Cha Hyeongyuâs nickname was Cha Cha. It was a nickname derived from his habit of waving a tambourine when he went to a karaoke room after drinking alcohol. He used to introduce himself as the manager of cha-cha-cha when he went to a place where he had to show off the atmosphere.
âLetâs eat!â
Manager Cha wrapped the meat in a large leaf and stuffed it into CEO Kimâs mouth. Lee Wooyeon, who was sitting on the chair looking at it, raised his sunglasses over his head and said.
âYou guys are like a couple.â
ââŚHey.â
âLee WooyeonâŚÂ Donât talk like that.â
âCEO Kim is an indecisive husband. Manager Cha is a wife who listens to everything his husband says while nagging.â
Choi Inseop wanted to express his strong agreement with Lee Wooyeonâs words for the first time.
âHahaha. Well, there was a wife in the middle, so itâs not completely wrong.â
In the meantime, CEO Kim, who felt superior to being referred to as a husband rather than a wife, gave a loud laugh.
âWhat does it mean that your wife is in the middle?â
Choi Inseop asked carefully, wondering if it was a Korean expression he did not know. Because if it was a new Korean expression, he had to write it down in a vocabulary notebook.
âMy second wife was married to Manager Cha. I told him not to do it, but he didnât listen to me and married her, and lost all the money he earned in alimony. Tsk tsk.â
âHey, why are you talking about that here?â
Manager Cha shouted, turning red.
âDid I say something wrong?â
âYeah, you donât even have to talk about itâŚÂ Ah really.â
Manager Cha started drinking the beer from the bottle without pouring it into the cup. As Kim said, it wasnât a false statement, it was the truth. Mr. Cha, who married the second wife of CEO Kim, got divorced and went bankrupt, and it was CEO Kim who accepted him. There was no such reason why manager Cha was loyal to CEO Kim.
âLee Wooyeon. If you want to make your manager loyal, let your second wife marry your manager. The moment they divorce, your manager will be loyal to you forever.â
Manager Cha couldnât help but laugh at the words of CEO Kim, who knew how to turn painful reality into a gag. Lee Wooyeon, who was drinking beer, responded with a smile as well.
âI donât like other people laying their hands on my thingsâ
None of the three of them felt the strange inappropriateness of his words referring to women as objects.
âBut what do you call a case like this?â
Choi Inseop reflexively exclaimed at the question posed by Lee Wooyeon.
This is what he knew!
âHole buddyâŚÂ  Is that correct?â
ââŚÂ â
ââŚÂ  Inseop-ah.â
The mouths of the two who suddenly became brothers had convulsions. With a strange expression of holding back his laughter, Lee Wooyeon replied, âItâs not wrong.â
âI was trying to say âPillow Buddyâ.â
ââŚÂ sorry.â
Choi Inseop bowed his head.
He learned Korean from his father at home from a young age, so he could use it like it was his mother tongue, but he had to study the vocabulary part and the slang used by people of todayâs generation separately. Before coming to Korea, he used various dramas and internet bulletin boards to memorize slang, so sometimes he didnât know exactly what they meant. That was exactly the situation as it is now.
In the atmosphere, realizing that he had made a mistake, Choi Inseop apologized. CEO Kim smiled emptily and patted Inseopâs head.
âItâs okay. By the way, where did you learn such strange words?â
ââŚÂ on the Internet.â
âThe internet ruins all the kids.â
Suddenly, he felt like a child ruined by the Internet. Choi Inseop quietly fiddled with the lettuce and waited for the meat to cook.
Then he saw a white object approaching from afar.
âOh, Happy.â
When CEO Kim recognized him and called his name, the white-haired dog ran wagging until his tail.
âWhoâs is it? That dog.â
âThe dog from next door. This guy knows me for a long time.â
When CEO Kim scratched his chin a couple of times, the white dog narrowed his eyes and wagged his tail to say he was in a good mood. As soon as Choi Inseop saw the dog, he remembered Will he had left at home. Now that he was an old dog, he was worried about whether Will, who lost his hair and couldnât see well, was doing well.
Happy came to Choi Inseopâs feet, sniffed it, and wagged his tail.
Have fun with me, human.
Even though he knew what it meant, Inseop did not readily reach out his hand.
âWhy? Do you hate dogs? Youâre scared? Oh, he doesnât bite.â
ââŚno.â
The opposite was true. He loved them so much that he just wanted to hug him and roll around in the front yard even now.
âThen touch him. His tail will fall off.â
Inseop carefully reached out his hand. Then Happy put his front paw on it. Everyone burst into laughter at the cute and funny appearance. Choi Inseop also grabbed Happyâs front paw and smiled brightly.
âSmile like that. In the future.â
âWhat?â
âSeop, you. You do your job well, but you always look depressed. Manager Cha was very worried.â
ââŚÂ I was worried in a different way.â
Manager Chaâs gaze fell on Lee Wooyeon for a moment.
âWhy is the young guy so clumsy in expressing his emotions? Because you donât have to try too hard. Weâre not bad people⌠No, not all of them are good.â
It felt like a crime to put Lee Wooyeon in the category of good people, so CEO Kim quickly corrected his statement.
âThank you. Thank you for caring.â
âLook. Again. Laugh like you laugh at the dog. From now on, forever.â
After saying that, CEO Kim wrapped the wrap by hand and put it in Choi Inseopâs mouth. The size of the lettuce wraps that filled his mouth made him shed tears. He replied, munching on the lettuce wrap, saying that it was delicious. That was all he could do now.
Peter was an emotional boy. There was a lot of laughter, a lot of crying, a lot of fear and a lot of dreams. He was abandoned by his biological parents due to congenital heart disease and was adopted at the age of one, but he was brought up by parents who were more wonderful than anyone and was able to grow up as a boy with diverse emotions like a flower garden in spring. When he was sad, he cried and when he was happy, he laughed out loud. That was his way of life battling the disease.
But Choi Inseop was not. He was a person who had to suppress his emotions as much as possible, live like a shadow, and then disappear. In fact, such a trip should not have come in the first place. Choi Inseop felt guilty because it felt as if the little happiness or laughter he felt was betraying Jenny.
Happy rubbed his head at Inseopâs feet and showed affection. In his heart, he wanted to hug him tightly and give him a lot of love, but Choi Inseop deliberately turned his head, pretending not to know.
âSeop. Please take him to the next door.â
âWhat?â
âThe owner is an old man with limited mobility. He thinks itâs terrible, so if he doesnât see his dog for a long time, he will always look for him.â
âYes. All right.â
Choi Inseop grabbed the dogâs leash. The dog thought he was going for a walk, so excitedly, he took the lead and started walking. The moment he saw the dogâs butt swaying with excitement, Inseop thought of the path he and Will had walked.
As soon as he passed the outer wall of the villa and turned the corner, Inseop sat down and hugged him. The dog, who had struggled at first in bewilderment, quickly wagged its tail and licked his face.
âWill⌠WillâŚâ
He called him that, even though he knew it wasnât Will. Tears streamed down his cheeks at the small warmth that engulfed his chest. He felt the hot salt water rushing through his throat.
He wanted to see Will. He missed his mom and dad, his sisters, Aunt Stacey, his grandmother, and Jenny. Pretending to be an adult, suppressing emotions, and doing bad things in an unfamiliar place was very difficult.
Every time he touched the hearts of those who were kind to him, his heart broke. He wanted to write on his chest that he was not worthy of such kindness, if possible.
Above all, it was very difficult to look at Lee Wooyeon. It felt like someone had engraved a feeling of guilt into his heart with a sculpting knife. It hurt. However, he had to keep his promise to Jenny. Because she was his dear friend.
âWillâŚÂ â
As Choi Inseop squirmed and shed tears, Happy licked his face and comforted him by licking him with his tongue. Choi Inseop gave more strength to hug the dog. Suddenly the dog started whining.
âUh, sorryâŚÂ â
Inseop released his hand, but Happy hung his ears and ran behind him to hide. Choi Inseop noticed that a long shadow was cast at his feet.
âAre you crying?â
ââŚ!â
âWhy are you crying here? Holding the dog.â
He wanted to say no, but the tears he still couldnât wipe were running down his cheeks. Choi Inseop quickly wiped his face with the hem of his sleeve.
âWhy did you cry?â
Lee Wooyeon, who was sitting with his knees bent in front of him, asked with a curious face. There was no sign of concern or regret. He was just curious. Why was the manager hugging the dirty dog and crying?
âI⌠Iâm not feeling wellâŚÂ â
Choi Inseop made up the reason for crying with the most plausible lie.
When he thought of his hometown, he wanted to throw everything away and go back, but he kept in mind the heavy promise with his friend that he cried.
âOh.â
Lee Wooyeon grabbed Choi Inseop and lifted him up and continued.
âAre you still unwell? Then you should go in and rest. Not here crying with a dog.â
ââŚÂ sorry.â
âWhat do you have to be sorry for? I am not sick.â
It was a subtly contradictory conversation, but it wasnât a situation worth voicing. Lee Wooyeon picked up Happy, who was whining from behind Choi Inseop, with one hand. Happyi was struggling at first, but when Lee Wooyeon smiled and said âStop,â he stretched out and relaxed as if he understood what he was saying.
âI will take it. Go in and rest.â
âNo, IâŚâ
Choi Inseop, who raised his head, closed his mouth to Lee Wooyeonâs eyes looking down at him. In the eyes assuming kindness, there was a sharpness that penetrated the other person. Choi Inseop realized that he was observing him, and his back cooled.
Since when has he been staring at him like that?âŚ.
âGo in and rest.â
ââŚall right.â
He had no choice but to do as he said. Choi Inseop, who saw Lee Wooyeonâs disappearing back with a dog in one hand, sighed.
Looking at the crescent moon hanging from the end of the tree, he prayed that the long day would end soon.