kkumu
Stories
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Chapters
9
Words
17.0 K
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Reading
1 h, 24 m
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“You still have the same baby face. Do you really not remember your hyung?” “......” When Seungwan only blinked in response, the man let out a small chuckle and ruffled his hair. The faint dialect in his speech thickened for a brief moment. “Never mind. So, when you were just a little thing and told me we should get married, that was all a lie, huh? Guess I’ll forget about it too.” “What are you...” Seungwan was too caught off guard to form a proper question. His ears…-
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A loud cracking sound echoed violently from inside the house. Even over the deafening cries of cicadas, Seungwan could clearly make out the noise. “AGH—! Stop, stop, please stop!” “Stop what?” Inside, the gangsters who had tried to do whatever they wanted to Seungwan were now the ones screaming. Out of nowhere, an unknown man had appeared, dragged Seungwan out of his own house, and locked the front gate. Now, unable to go back inside or leave entirely, Seungwan sat by the fence with his…
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…Should I take this or not? After a brief hesitation, Seungwan let out a sigh and finally placed it inside the paper bag. He glanced around to see if there was anything else worth taking and spotted a cheap Boston bag that looked like it had belonged to his father. After transferring his things from the paper bag into it, he stepped out of the house. “That’s all you’re bringing?” The man, a cigarette between his lips, gave him a curious look. Seungwan glanced at the cigarette and gave a…
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“Damn, Seungwan, life’s been good for you these days, huh? Since no one’s bothering you, your face looks much brighter, man.” Chief Park from the credit department gave a thumbs-up and chuckled. Seungwan rolled his eyes without responding. Then, he picked up a fly swatter and waved it over the rice sacks. The fan, spinning noisily, was facing the other direction, so it would take some time before it turned back. Chief Park, seemingly unable to wait even that long, fanned himself with the bank…
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A few months before Lee Doyoon and Han Yihyun’s wedding. Yihyun trembled at the sound of his father, Han Changwon, screaming from the shrine. He felt the urge to finish quickly and return to the annex, but a bad feeling gnawed at him. His hands moved swiftly as he mixed the kimchi seasoning with the salted cabbage. The housekeeper had already left, saying it was time for her to go home after preparing only the seasoning, leaving the rest of the work entirely to Yihyun. Because the people in this…-
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Yihyun scooped cold water into a basin and washed his hair. He wanted to take a bath, but that was out of the question in his current condition. If he boiled water, transferred it to a basin, bathed, and then cleaned up afterward, he would almost certainly be bedridden for a week. What was the point of having a boiler? It wasn’t even connected to the plumbing, so washing up in the winter was a real ordeal. On top of that, the people living in that mansion couldn’t stand to see Yihyun rest for…
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The foot that struck his stomach was too harsh. Thinking his back would be a better target, Yihyun curled up and covered his head. He didn’t want to be slapped anymore. When he was slapped, his ears would ring, his head would spin, and his stomach would churn. After being beaten for a while, his mind would go blank, and the emptiness would fill with old memories. Today, it was the memory of the day his nanny had died. Yihyun had cried a lot back then. Even though she had never been kind to him, she…
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No matter how much Yihyun racked his brain, he could not understand the situation. He wanted to ask where this place was and what exactly was happening, but everyone except him was busy, leaving no one to answer his questions. After an unexpected conversation with the divine spirit, Yihyun was dragged outside the annex as the spirit had instructed. It was entirely against his will, but not necessarily a bad thing for him. The problem was that no one passing by would answer his questions. “Excuse…
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“Then, may I review the terms of the deal?” Doyoon picked up the prenuptial contract and unfolded it. Since this was more of a business contract than a marriage, he needed to examine the document thoroughly while maintaining his act as a fool. Accepting it too easily would only raise suspicion. The contract terms were simpler than he had expected. Han Changwon’s family promised him unlimited divination readings for as long as the marriage lasted. In return, they demanded financial support to…
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