I Became the Lousy Side Top - Episode 100

Hyunwoo didn’t know if he knew what Woohee was feeling, but he eagerly ate the corner of the bread. He then realized that his brother wasn’t eating and held out what he was holding in his hand.

“You eat too.”

“I don’t eat!”

When I cried out loud in pain, Jaewoo smiled softly and asked.

“why? I’m full?”

Woohee kept her mouth shut at Jaewoo’s words. Actually, I’m a little hungry. Although I ate a hearty meal, I quickly became hungry after meeting up with my neighborhood friends for the first time in a while and having fun. But I didn’t want to eat this.

Even if it smells delicious right next to you!

“Let’s just eat one. delicious.”

Even though I knew nothing, I tried to persuade myself in a soothing tone. I was even more annoyed by the fact that he resembled an old man from the past. Meanwhile, as she watched her brother eat, her mouth kept watering.

That may have been why Woohee acted a bit radically. I hit the corner of the bread that was pushed right in front of my nose. Then the corner of bread, fried to a pretty brown color, rolled on the floor. Although it was cleaned occasionally, the floor was not very clean and quickly became inedible.

Hyunwoo saw that and raised his eyebrows.

“Yoo-hee! “Who wants to eat like this!”

“It’s not my fault!”

Woohee argued, but it didn’t work for Hyunwoo.

“You’re going to tell everything to your brother.”

I felt aggrieved by the harsh words and cried.

“It’s not my fault!”

Even though my brother knows everything, I don’t know why he does that. I was so upset that I couldn’t stop crying. As Woohee was crying, someone gently patted her back. It was a new guy.

“Okay, okay. “He said he didn’t want to eat, but I put too much pressure on him.”

that’s right! It was all this guy’s fault. However, the hand that patted my back was so kind, and the corner of the bread that popped into my mouth that was open from crying was so delicious.

“Hehehehe, more.”

When I asked for more, the corner of the bread popped into my mouth again. Hyunwoo was looking at this with a pitiful gaze, but Woohee didn’t notice. He just munched on the corner of the bread that was placed next to him.

It seemed that the children were repulsed. It wasn’t until a few days later that Jaewoo noticed it. Until then, we were slowly becoming friends, but I wonder what is going on. As a result of quietly talking with Hyunjin, I came to the conclusion that there seems to be a conflict between Seo Jae-woo of the past and Jae-woo of the present.

From the children’s perspective, they would not have liked the idea of ​​a new uncle erasing the traces of the previous uncle. So Jaewoo struggled to become friends again even in this body. Today too, I fried a corner of the bread because of that. Since he liked it quite a bit when he was young, he thought children would also like it. And the idea turned out to be correct.

“Hmm, ugh.”

Now Woohee was eating a corner of the bread, making a crying sound with only her mouth. The bread corner itself was obtained for free, but it was fried in clean cooking oil and covered in sugar. It was a combination that could not be tasteless.

Woohee, who had cut off every corner of the bread with his brother, couldn’t help but feel so sad that his lips protruded out. It was so cute that I wanted to pat its head, but I held back. It was because I didn’t want to widen the distance I had worked so hard to narrow.

‘Then I should go to work too.’

Jaewoo stretched and went out the front door. The soup restaurant decided to close today. But in the afternoon, he decided to help out by making kimchi for the winter. Normally, we make a little bit of it every day and serve it as a side dish, but we had to make kimchi separately to eat during the winter. 

Hyunjin, who had been out for a long time to run errands, decided to stop by on his way back. It was meant to help.

‘It doesn’t matter.’

Yet the corners of his mouth keep turning upward. After revealing her identity, most things were going smoothly. The kids still seemed awkward, but that too would be resolved with time.

* * *

When he entered the soup restaurant, the grandmother in the kitchen welcomed Jaewoo.

“Come on!”

“Wow, that’s a lot of cabbage. “How much is it?”

“Isn’t it a bit much? That’s because I have a lot to share. When you’re done, take it with you too.”

“Then I am grateful.”

“Then shall we begin?”

Take out the cabbage that has already been salted, squeeze out the water, season it, and make the seasoning. Kimchi was made following a procedure that almost all Koreans know. While we were in the middle of soaking, Hyunjin also joined us.

The sight of her wearing an apron and a head scarf is quite cute. The addition of red rubber gloves made me want to hug it. But since she had eyes to see, she decided to endure.

Apply the finished seasoning to the cabbage again and again. While I was stacking them up, an uninvited guest broke in.

“I guess today is kimchi day.”

The person who calmly ignored the door sign saying business was closed was Mujin.

“What are you doing here?”

Hyunjin asked, holding up a hand wearing a seasoned rubber glove.

“I stopped by because they said they were making kimchi.”

Then he holds out a black plastic bag. Her grandmother took it out of her confusion, opened it, and made a questioning expression.

“Why pork?”

“Isn’t boiled pork the default when making kimchi?”

That’s true, but I don’t know why Mujin gives it to me. Mujin sat on a chair pushed to one side and looked at the three people making kimchi. Why did you come if you were going to help out or do something like that? It seemed like Jaewoo wasn’t the only one who felt that.

“What are your intentions?”

Hyunjin asked Mujin in a sharp voice.

“I want to ask you that. “Why didn’t you come out this time?”

“Didn’t I tell you?”

“There is no reason to go now, is this what you mean?”

“You know very well.”

Mujin looked at Hyunjin with dark eyes. The atmosphere between the two was unusual. She heard from Hyunjin that she often met with Mujin after his death. He said it wasn’t because the two had any particular feelings, but because they were the two people who knew Jaewoo best.

What thoughts came to mind when you first heard that?

‘If I hadn’t come back, don’t you think the two of you could have ended up together?’

That was exactly the idea. No, I knew very well what each other thought, but there was content in a book I had read in the past. Originally, the two were supposed to be in a relationship, but that went wrong because of Jaewoo. What if it goes back to normal? Thinking like that made me anxious.

While Jaewoo was filling the kimchi, he kept glancing at the two people talking in the hall. The grandmother who saw this said to Jaewoo.

“If you’re curious, just go and listen.”

“How can you do that?”

“Don’t you both know each other?”

“That’s true, though.”

Even while Jaewoo was speaking, he was diligently filling up the kimchi filling. Still, his body gradually tilted towards the hall. Her grandmother chuckled at the sight, but she didn’t even notice.

Hyunjin recently rejected Mujin’s call. Because there was no reason to see him anymore. While he was already thinking about breaking off the relationship, he found out Jaewoo’s true identity. So he refused, but I didn’t expect him to come to me in person like this.

“If you have something to say, say it quickly. “I even have to make kimchi.”

He waved his hand wearing a red rubber glove. Normally, this would have been a timing that would have made people burst into laughter, but Mujin was still looking at Hyunjin with a calm expression.

“Have you already forgotten? “It’s been a year now?”

Is this a continuation of the previous story? Mujin was suffering from the loss of her Jaewoo. And I hoped that Hyunjin would feel the same pain.

“You might have forgotten.”

“But why?”

Hyunjin took a moment to choose his words. I had to explain the reason and get out of the way. Jaewoo will be safer if he stays away from Mujin. But Mujin couldn’t last that moment.

“Because of that?”

Mujin pointed with his chin at Jaewoo, who was glancing towards him from the kitchen. I should have answered no, but my answer was delayed for a moment. Then a spark flew out of Mujin’s eyes.

“really? really?”

“no.”

I tried to deny it later, but it was already too late. Mujin got up from his seat and walked towards the kitchen. Then, he burst into the messy kitchen where kimchi was being made and grabbed Jaewoo by the collar.

Hyunjin quickly took off his rubber gloves and grabbed Mujin’s wrist.

“Are you crazy?”

“Are you crazy? It’s crazy. Don’t go crazy. “I’ve been like this ever since that day.”

Mujin raised the corners of his mouth and dragged Jaewoo out. In the meantime, Jaewoo was putting kimchi sauce on Mujin’s suit because he was protesting, but he didn’t care at all.

Suddenly, kimchi-making day was going crazy.

“What is this?”

The old woman shouted in panic. I threw away the kimchi I was making and clung to Mujin.

“Let Jaewoo go, you bastard!”

“Tsk.”

Mujin pushed the grandmother as if he was annoyed. Jaewoo then became enraged and started swinging her rubber gloves to aim at Mujin’s face. However, she was soon overpowered and her rubber gloves came off.

“evil!”

Then, she even took off her apron. All that was left was a red handkerchief.

“Can’t you hear me tell you to stop?”

“Fuck, why should I listen to you!”

Mujin came out without any hesitation. Mujin dragged Jaewoo and handed him over to Dongsu who was standing outside.

“Take it away.”

The fellow initiate followed the orders faithfully. Although Jae-woo resisted, he could not overcome those who had been using violence to begin with. He started to be dragged away, but Hyunjin stopped Dongsu.