The boss visited on Friday. He greeted me with a fuss after purchasing a pizza and was surprised to see my face.?


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    It’s greatly improved, but it’s still not completely in good shape… He was astounded to learn that I didn’t even take a day off. He apologized for not telling the manager that he should have let me rest on my own.?


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    Regardless, the entire company left work at 5 p.m. on the boss’s special order. I decided to wait at Ho-cafe in’s because I had an appointment with Choi Sung-hoon.?


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    “Today… You look great. Where are you going?”?


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    Ho-in complimented me on the clothes I cared for. I dressed nicely rather than warmly because I was going to the Picasso exhibition today.?


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    “Thank you. I decided to meet Sung-hoon ssi today.”?


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    “There is not a day when you don’t meet…”?


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    “Haha, That’s true.”?


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    I drank the citron tea while proudly smiling.  I could drink the tea well even if it was hot because my mouth didn’t swell a lot, but Ho-in purposely made it lukewarm for me.?


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    “What are you doing tomorrow?”?


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    “Um, maybe… Wouldn’t  I just roll around?”?


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    At the hotel.?


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    “If you’re not going anywhere, I… I got a ticket. That…Rembrandt Exhibition.”?


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    “Rembrandt?”?


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    What? Was it a car??


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    “If you have time…together…Would you like to go?”?


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    Ho-in asked very carefully. I’d already refused once, so I was very sorry to refuse again this time.?


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    It was ambiguous to say that it was an appointment because it was not exactly a weekend appointment with Choi Sung-hoon, but because we stayed at a hotel on Friday night and continued. This means that even if Choi Sung-hoon suddenly says he has an appointment on Saturday morning and leaves, he can’t help it. He’s never done anything like that before, but…?


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    “I’m sorry. My previous appointment…”?


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    “Yes… as expected.”?


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    Ho-in nodded as expected. He said brightly that he would sell it to his brother and went back inside.?


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    I was truly sorry. If this occurs again, I should not refuse.?


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    Tomorrow I must spend time with Choi Sung-hoon.?


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    Because I can’t have sex for more than two weeks.?


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    I drank citron tea and sent a message to Choi Sung-hoon.?


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    [I left work early today haha]?


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    [I’ll be at the cafe, so please come slowly]?


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    Choi Sung-hoon? [I’ll leave now] ?


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    The reply came quickly. I took a screen capture and immediately shared it with Won-jo.?


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    [Look at this hahaha]?


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    [Because of the boss I can leave early today]?


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    [It’s only 5 o’clock now hahaha]?


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    After waiting for a while, I got a reply.?


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    Won-jo [Please…]?


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    Won-jo [Stop…]?


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    Won-jo [I’m not curious!!!!!!!!!!!!] ?


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    Oh my. The reaction was already intense. I don’t think I sent it that many times…?


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    I looked through the phone book, but there was no one to brag to except for Won-jo. Ho-in was also a bit… At least Sung-hyun was the only one who couldn’t send a conversation message to his older brother.?


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    There was a lot to brag about these days, but I could only brag to Won-jo and Sung-hyun, so it wasn’t enough. While thinking about it, I remembered Sung-hyun talked about SNS in the past, so I decided to make it.?


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    I quickly downloaded the app and created an ID. First of all, I sent it to Wo-jo and Sung-hyun.?


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    [I made an ID hahaha]?


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    Sung-hyun-i [Ohh, follow me]?


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    I first took a picture of a citron tea and then posted it [I’m going to see Picasso today hehe.] ?


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    Sung-hyun called me right away.?


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    – Hyung, what Picasso??


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    “Picasso is a 20th-century Spanish painter whose works are currently on display in Korea. I’m going to see that.”?


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    – No wonder… He suddenly looked for the director’s contact information.?


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    Sung-hyun said in a tone that seemed to understand.?


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    “What do you mean?”?


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    – It’s nothing. Have a good look and see you on New Year’s Day!?


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    Huh? Why would I see you on New Year’s Day??


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    The phone hung up before I could even ask.?


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    Sung-hyun pressed “Like,” and a heart appeared.?


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    The people I know were not a lot and most of them were my ex-boyfriends and no one else. I sighed. If I get married, I think I’ll hire a guest part-time job.?


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    * * *?


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    Choi Sung-hoon got out of the car wearing a dark navy long coat and a gray muffler. He drew the attention of the people in the cafe once again by holding out a bouquet of flowers. A bouquet of red roses was surrounded by mist flowers.?


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    I took a picture and posted it on SNS after getting in the car, and then I asked Choi Sung-hoon.?


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    “Does Choi Sung-hoon ssi also use SNS?”?


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    “I don’t, but…”?


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    Choi Sung-hoon read my post with serious eyes.?


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    “It’s not good to reveal your destination to an unspecified number of people.”?


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    “It’s okay, I didn’t have any enemies.”?


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    As I dismissed it lightly, Choi Sung-hoon quietly frowned.?


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    “It’s hard to say that you don’t have any enemies… so many of your ex…”?


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    “Yes?”?


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    “…Nothing.”?


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    While I was speaking, he grabbed my chin and kissed me. Nowadays, we kiss passionately without having sex.?


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    “Why did you leave work early today?”?


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    “The boss let us go home early. He’s a good person who always lives young. He cares about me a lot because I’m a recessive Omega. Oh, he’s so cheerful that I keep forgetting that he’s Alpha as well.”?


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    Then, Choi Sung-hoon’s eyes hardened.?


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    “How old is he?”?


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    “I think he is in his mid 50s?”?


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    His expression, which was still not good, became even worse.?


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    “It’s the age you like.”?


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    Oh, cute! Really cute.?


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    I leaned in close to Choi Sung-hoon and gently rubbed his wrinkled brow with my finger.?


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    “Don’t think about it strangely. She’s a married woman with children. My ideal partner is a 196-centimeter-tall man with a scar on his cheek.”?


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    When I said that, his expression softened a little. Choi Sung-hoon put his hand on my armpit and gently lifted me up and placed me on his tight thigh.?


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    I hugged him and rubbed my cheek against the back of his neck, pretending to be cute. A serious, calm, and powerful scent encircled the tip of my nose.?


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    What kind of perfume is this? I’d like to switch to the same perfume that he uses instead of the one that my ex-lover gave me.?


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    We ate at the restaurant before heading to the exhibition hall. The fish dish was served, but I couldn’t eat a lot of it because my stomach hurt. I felt really bad for Choi Seong-hoon, who was sitting in front of me. Choi Sung-hoon seemed to think it was because my mouth had not yet healed.?


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    The exhibition hall was located in Gwanghwamun. Choi Sung-hoon had informed me in advance that the number of people attending would be limited due to the fact that it was a hidden opening outside of the scheduled time.?


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    Actually, there were only about ten people including us. As soon as we entered the hall, they politely greeted Choi Sung-hoon as if everyone knew who he was. I also received a curious gaze and a polite greeting. Some of them were wearing dresses. Even though it’s February, it’s still a cold winter…?


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    We followed after everyone else had entered. Choi Sung-hoon smiled softly when he saw my excitement.?


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    “You seem to be very interested in art.”?


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    “It’s only natural that Picasso is regarded as a representative Spanish painter of the 20th century. Picasso learned to draw from his father, who taught him as a child. His most well-known works include and .”?


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    Choi Sung-hoon looked at me for a moment, as if surprised. I become more excited.?


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    “I like it better because he was an artist who tried an innovatively formative method of looking at the three-dimensional form from a three-dimensional perspective and dismantling and reconstructing it to fit the two-dimensional canvas.”?


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    “…Innovatively formative method…?”?


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    “Yes.”?


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    Of course, I have no idea what that means. It was written that way on the site, but it seemed that Choi Sung-hoon was hearing it for the first time as well. The corners of his lips twitched with delight. It felt good to work hard on my memorization.?


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    “Innovatively…”?


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    Choi Sung-hoon was thinking about something when he pulled out his phone. After a while, he showed me a screen from a portal site where he had searched for Picasso and said,?


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    “This seems to be a typo of ‘innovative’, Seo-yu ssi.”?


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    “…”?


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    “There shouldn’t be any good victims, so I’ll report the typo.”?


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    He pretended to be serious, but a smile crept out of his mouth. It seemed that the previously omitted ‘like you’ could be clearly heard.?


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    My face heated up in an instant.?


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    After looking around and confirming that there was no hole to hide in, I grabbed the muffler around Choi Sung-hoon’s neck with my finger. I was going to hang this on a pillar. Choi Sung-hoon immediately stopped me…