My Dad is Too Strong - Chapter 50
“You got the wrong son of a bitch.”
In a word.
The air in the room sank.
What broke the static that was flowing for a moment was Ryu Jun’s heat.
“Puhahahaha!”
The first hunter.
2nd place in the Korean Hunter ranking.
He is called Chang Wang.
It was just too absurd to be called a son of a bitch by a bureaucrat.
Ryu Jun’s smile stopped after a long while covering his face with his palm.
When I took off my sunglasses, I saw a lot of distorted faces.
And Mana rises from his body like an explosion.
“Ryu Jun Pyong, stop it. This is the bureau.”
A warning of Doogyeong.
Ryu Jun Yeol walked towards JooJoon, ignoring her words.
Then, I put my face on JooJooJoon’s forehead and stared at him with a cheeky expression.
“Do you want to die from that bastard?”
Ryu Jun fever, which growls low with a burst of energy.
And it was when Jung Young-chul, who was watching next to me, was about to raise his voice.
JooJoon slowly raised his hand and grabbed Ryu Joon’s neck.
I was surprised at the sight.
The common man dared to lay a hand on the Chang King’s body and his neck.
Moon Ae-kyung thought Ryu Jun-seol would kill Joo-joon.
However.
“Huff!”
JooJoon raised Ryu Joon’s heat.
Mana, who was rising out of Ryu Joon’s body, was quickly extinguished.
He struggles to get his hands off her.
JooJoon said.
“If I give you strength here, you will die.”
A cold voice echoes through the room.
Moon Gyeong-gyeong doubted whether he was dreaming or living.
Is it acting, or was Chang Wang really subdued?
“Sa, save me…”
Ryu Jun’s face began to turn white.
I couldn’t breathe.
I tried to get Mana out of this.
For some reason, Mana doesn’t gather.
“I forgive you once.”
Tuck.
JooJoon let go.
Ryu Jun’s body sank to the ground.
He coughed as he breathed.
“Know that there is no second time.”
“Cough, cough, cough!”
Jung Young-chul nods in haste.
“I’m sorry, sir. This will never happen again.”
“Well, technically, it’s not your fault.”
Joon walked to the couch and sat down.
And Lee Kang-hyun thought, swallowing a dry saliva.
‘I don’t even have Mana.’
Overwhelmed Ryu Joon’s fever.
It was pure power.
The only question was, Ryu Jun Heat’s rising Mana suddenly dissipated.
After that, Ryu Jun heat tried to run Mana, but it didn’t seem like it could.
“……….”
Jung Young-chul felt the cold sweat flowing from his back.
I knew that Juju was strong, but I didn’t think it was enough to defeat Chang Wang, Ryu Jun Pyo, at once.
‘Ridiculous monster.’
He ignored his gaze and spoke.
“I have a rough idea, but can you tell me why you called me?”
Jung Young-chul wakes up and walks to his seat.
Then Ryu Junyeol, who had fallen down, sat next to Lee Kang-hyun, biting his lips tightly.
Too overwhelming a skill difference to think of as humiliation.
The fists tremble, but I have to swallow the anger.
“Well, let me get this straight. Please enter the central assault squad.”
As expected.
However, JooJooJoon had no intention of doing so.
A central target, i.e. a single dive, lasts at least two weeks.
If you were doing nothing and had no assumptions, it was worth considering.
I had work to do and a daughter at home.
You can’t be gone that long.
“We’re not going into the attack squad.”
“…… just like that. Oh, of course, we appreciate you getting us tickets. To be honest, I was thinking of quitting the attack on the center…. Thanks to you, we can move on.”
Jung Young-chul took out the account that was in the pocket of the suit he was wearing and gave it to JooJoon.
“This is my small gesture. Please do not hesitate to accept it.”
“Director.”
“Yes, sir.”
Joon pushes the account back towards Jung Young-chul.
“A government official is fired if he receives a bribe.”
“It’s not a bribe, it’s a thank you.”
“That’s a bribe in our industry.”
Jung Young-chul sighed.
Suddenly, Joon smiled.
“But I want to have a good relationship with the Hunter administration going forward.”
“Go, thank you.”
“In the future, if you promise to continue to show me your gratitude, I will help you a little more. The strike force should be able to penetrate the center okay.”
“…… in good faith?”
In a yard with no money, no honor.
What kind of intentions does JooJooJoo want?
“It’s simple. Just in the future, no matter what I ask…”
At the end of the line.
Everyone was appalled.
That.
“Yes, I understand.” ”
It was exactly what Hunter said he would be.
* * *
Friday at 4pm.
After work, Joon-Joon stopped by the grocery store near his house and went to his house.
Sat, I was going to look around the center for two days on a weekend.
I’m sorry to leave for two days, but I wanted to do something for the brothers and sisters.
‘That should do it.’
Envelopes hanging with both hands.
If I look at the receipts, the price of food ingredients is much higher than 100,000 won.
Moreover, you are already familiar with the recipe for cooking by searching the portal site blog.
No problem.
Tyrrick.
Let’s open the door and get into the house.
Two dragons rush out.
Huddah.
I came early……. Huh? ”
Yong Yong jumped to the front door and stopped walking.
I alternated the watch on the wall with his face.
“Master.”
“Yes.”
You’re finally fired.
“I’m not.”
Carsiel mutters.
… … Are we starving now?
“I’m not.”
JooJooJoon walked into the kitchen and put his luggage up.
Yong-yong jumped on the dining table and looked at the things that JooJooJoon had.
And the dragon’s eyes turned to see the package wrapped in vinyl.
This, this……. Beef Thorn! ”
“Yes, I want to do it for you.”
Carsiel smiled at the joyful dragon.
I hope the little master returns soon.
“Why?”
Yes, the little master cooks.
“I’ll do it.”
At that.
Yong-yong and Carsiel tilted their heads.
Owner…… Cooking…
But I’ve never seen her cook.
“Don’t worry. The recipe is in my head.”
……….
JooJoon thought we should clean up the house before Seol Yoon-hee came back.
It must have been a lot of hard time going to school and doing housework every day, so I thought I’d do it myself for a day or so. “But…”
Living rooms, toilets, even your own.
“How can there be no dust?”
There was no street.
The same was true of the laundry.
Yong-yong who was watching Joon bounce back and forth said.
When the owner came to work, he did all the cleaning and laundry and dishes and went to school.
The little master is really sincere.
At the words of the dragons, she felt a complex feeling.
I had a daughter in another household, for example, the steelworks.
Her daughter says she doesn’t clean her house or her room.
Moreover, even though he had a lot of complaints and had high school allowance, he remembered that he sighed deeply that he was riding for more than 500,000 won a month.
‘I knew Yun Hee was different from the average high school girl…’
Then, I don’t think I’ve ever personally asked for allowance.
If I had something to play with, I would have needed the money.
Then, I never said I was going out with a friend.
‘Was I putting pressure on it?’
JooJoo thinks we should discuss this.
I went back to the kitchen.
“Huff-puff, master. Are you making steamed ribs?
“Yes. I’m going to make three steamed ribs, miso, and egg yolks. Let’s start with grooming.”
JooJoon took out a pack of steamed ribs and unpacked it.
and poured it straight into the pot and poured a bottle of water.
I placed it on top of the stove and lit the fire.
The dragon muttered as he watched the red blood spread in the pot.
……… Holy shit.
* * *
Please.
Seol Yoon-hee ran home and glanced at the watch.
It was already 6: 40 p.m.
I came home late because my practice class was late, but I felt I had to start preparing dinner right now so that I could make dinner on time.
Tyrrick.
After a while, let’s open the door and go in.
I felt a pungent smell.
“…….”
Seol Yun Hee took off her shoes and went inside, seeing that JooJoon’s shoes were in the shoe boot. Yong-yong and Carsiel are frowning next to her.
I could see him stirring the ladle.
I don’t think it’s like this at all.
“This is what my blog says.”
“Th……. I’m sorry to interrupt. You’re remembering it wrong….
Seol Yun Hee walked next to Joon.
“Oh, Father. Cook now……. Are you doing this?”
“You’re home? I think I’m almost done with dinner, so wait.”
“… Yes?”
I wonder what the wind is blowing to cook.
Besides, if you look at the bubbles of blood floating in the boiling pot of your arms, it doesn’t look like you’re doing it right.
“Did you leave early today?”
“Afternoon kite. Every day you struggle, I try to make dinner one day.”
“… Yes?”
JooJoon continued to talk as he swept out the bubble with a ladle.
“I go to school and make dinner every night. I do my laundry. I don’t usually know, but when I tried to clean it, it was so clean that I didn’t have to touch it. This everyday life that I took for granted, it’s all coming back to me because of you.”
“……….”
“Thank you, my daughter. I’ll make dinner tonight.”
That’s what JooJoon said.
Seol Yoon-hee feels heartfelt.
Tears poured out without me knowing.
He hugged his wide back behind him.
“No, not all of them.”
“Huh?”
“My father……. I have a father, and I think he’s having too much happiness. We all have dinner at a warm house every day, we watch TV, sometimes we all go together on weekends. I wouldn’t have all of it if my father hadn’t taken me away.”
He’s a really good kid.
I thought about it.
* * *
A warm, steaming meal with sand dunes.
The steamed ribs today taste subtle.
Speaking of which.
Yong-yong ate the rib flesh of the wagu.
JooJoon and Seol Yun-hee who were watching it.
They smiled at each other.
“Why didn’t you tell me to get allowance, by the way?”
“Allowance? I already have it…”
“I never gave it to you.”
“You gave me 720,000 won last month.”
“Huh?”
“I bought a cleaner for ₩ 210,000, I bought a dryer for ₩ 340,000…”
Seol Yoon-hee muttered, counting his fingers.
JooJoon sighs.
“That’s the cost of living. I’m talking about your personal writing.”
“Oh, I spent $70 on transportation.”
Is he naive?
Or is he pretending to be naive?
JooJoon laughed in vain.
“And…”
“You need your allowance to hang out with your friends.”
“That’s okay.”
“Why? Friends pay for it?”
“No, I’d rather be home.”
Seol Yoon-hee smiled.
I thought he meant it.
“…… so I can hang out with my friends and have a relationship. Well, let me know if you need me.”
Yep.
“Oh, and just so you know, I’m traveling to Gangwon Road this weekend.”
Seol Yoon-hee flinched.
“Go. Suddenly?”
“That’s it.”
JooJoon put potato dishes in his mouth.
“Can I come with you?”
“No.”
Seol Yun Hee pulled out her lips.
I sighed.
“So you’re coming on a Sunday night?”
“It could be sooner than that.”
Carsiel was feeding.
I looked up and thought.
‘We’re going to the center.’