When I Returned, a High School Romantic Comedy Began

19. maid (2)

“A housekeeper?”

“How about a monthly salary of 1 million won, with room and board guaranteed?”

“Even if you say that to me…”

Jaune trailed off and ignored her suggestion.

‘Even if I won the lottery, wouldn’t having a housekeeper be too much of a luxury?’

No matter how much you can afford, your body still remembers poverty.

Just now, I was paying for two bowls of udon and I was just checking how much money was left in my wallet without even thinking about it.

“That’s too extravagant.”

And does it include room and board?

‘I said that men and women are equal for all ages…’

At best, I’m a little reluctant to live with a girl who looks like she’s in her early 20s.

Because of various reasons, I immediately expressed my reluctance, so my sister began to persuade me in a calm tone.

“If you have surgery on your mother’s leg, it won’t be difficult to do housework.”

“If I do that…”

“Have you ever held a vacuum cleaner? No, even if I tried to catch it, wouldn’t my mother eventually return it?”

How did my sister…

My older sister points out my housework skills so accurately that it seems like we have CCTV installed in our house.

Since she couldn’t answer because she felt a little nervous, she poured out words as if she felt like this was the right time.

“Mom, if you have surgery on your leg, you might be worried that you won’t be able to take care of yourself…”

“…”

“My mother, who couldn’t even run the vacuum cleaner properly or wash the dishes clumsily, dragged her tired legs into the kitchen…”

Her story reaches hyper-realism.

It struck my heart even more because it sounded too plausible to be a delusion.

Then, when I saw my sister’s shabby clothes, I got suspicious and asked.

“But does your sister do housework?”

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“Uh huh… don’t you know who I am?”

“I don’t know.”

She took a shot of the remaining udon noodles without paying attention to what I was saying and got up.

My older sister proudly stretched out her meager chest and spoke with color in her eyes that had lost any will.

“Then I’ll show you now!”

“…Can I at least wash the dishes here?”

“no.”

She walked over to the dinner plate on the other side and opened the envelope.

“Tofu, bean sprouts, mackerel… this should be enough.”

“What is it?”

I followed my older sister, picked up the bowl, drank the whole thing, got up, and approached her.

Then she spoke solemnly with an expression full of confidence that, at first glance, could be seen as arrogant.

“Take us home quickly.”

“I’ll show you a dish that even your mother will approve of.”

at that time.

Eyes that have never shined before.

I don’t know why, but for the first time, I felt alive.

*

“So you brought me here?”

“You said you were so confident, so stop being curious.”

At first, of course I refused, saying what the hell was this nonsense.

Wouldn’t everyone do that if the person they see for the second time today suddenly asks to be their maid?

However, she must have been desperate, so she clung to him persistently and told him that he would change his mind if he tasted the food she made just once, so she became curious and brought him in.

‘If you make it well, the food will be there… but if it’s really good, it would be a good idea to hire it.’

Money wasn’t a big issue anyway.

Since I already invested 100 million of the money I earned from the lottery in electronic currency, the money will continue to be copied over time.

‘Well, it’s hard to explain it now, so you’ll have to convince your mom instead of me in the end.’

My mother nodded seriously, obviously worried as she listened to what I was talking about with my sister.

Of course, my mother, like me, was steeped in poverty, so she couldn’t help but seem displeased with the idea of hiring a housekeeper.

‘That’s also a mountain you have to overcome.’

She prepares the ingredients with her meticulous hands.

My mother muttered softly to herself as she looked at that scene.

“You sure look used to cutting.”

Ingredients cut into uniform sizes.

Anyone could tell that cutting a knife without hesitation was the movement of a fairly skilled person.

My mother asked my sister carefully as she carefully prepared the ingredients and then lit the frying pan.

“Did you say Mr. Hani? “What are you going to cook?”

My sister quickly added a spoonful of minced garlic to the pan and spoke leisurely as the fragrant garlic smell wafted out.

“I’m going to do it Korean style. “I’ll make soybean paste stew… grilled mackerel, and some bean sprouts.”

“Oh my, this is exactly the menu I like.”

“hehehe, just wait a moment and I’ll make it delicious for you.”

With those words as a starting point, Hani started moving the frying pan with her small hands.

He carefully adjusted the heat in the soybean paste stew and proceeded with cooking without a moment’s hesitation, as if every movement had been prepared like Poomsae.

As time passes, the more fragrant smell fills the house and whets the appetite.

The moment when your sense of smell is fully accustomed to the scent of oil and soybean paste and your expectations reach their limit.

“ruler! “It’s done.”

All preparations were completed and her weapon was placed on the table.

‘I’m full, but I should have a bite, right?’

I was a little full because I ate udon earlier, but I picked up a spoon with my mom with the intention of just tasting the sweet smell that irritated my nose.

“I will eat well.”

“thank you for this food.”

The evaluation disguised as a meal began as soon as the mouth was opened.

As if they were family, the two of them put soybean paste stew on their tongues at the same time.

There was no need to say anything after that.

“and…”

“oh…”

The kitchen was filled with exclamations that came out simply as invertebrate reflexes.

I could say it with certainty.

If you ask me if this is the most delicious soybean paste stew in the world, it is difficult to answer with certainty.

However, if the modifier ‘I tried it’ is added in front, the story is different.

‘It’s crazy. it’s crazy.’

Before I knew it, I completely forgot about the udon in my stomach and just mixed the soup and tofu into the rice along with the soybean paste stew.

“It’s delicious after all.”

“Juun…”

It was an extreme statement, but I still didn’t have the vocabulary to explain anything other than this.

Even my mother seemed to acknowledge that the food was so delicious that it made such a reaction, but she didn’t say anything more and just smiled quietly at her sister.

“But it’s really delicious. “It didn’t seem like anything special.”

“hehehe… thank you.”

After that, the feast of chopsticks continued.

As expected, the other side dishes were close to perfection.

Except for one or two words, nothing was said until both of them had finished their entire bowls.

A satisfying meal.

No, that alone wasn’t enough.

It was a great, perfect evening that rivaled any mukbang you’ve seen on video.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it. “I tried to clean everything while eating.”

While I was busy eating, I wondered where he had gone, but I guess he went to clean.

My sister cleans up the finished dishes and wipes the table to a shine with a dishcloth without a speck of dust.

Seeing that, I felt lucky for my mom.

“mom.”

“… Actually, I was going to say no.”

Given the current circumstances, the meal I just ate was close to perfect.

After taking a quick look at the room, my mother put both hands and feet into tidying up.

Anyway, one to two years.

Considering surgery and rehabilitation, it would take at least that long.

Meanwhile, the condition of taking charge of all housework for 100 per month forced even my ingrained tenacity to surrender.

“If this is the case, we should actually ask for it.”

When my mother smiled, saying that she couldn’t help it, her face, which was looking at me with a nervous expression, also bloomed.

“Then did you pass?”

“Yes, please take care of me in the future.”

Hani breathes a sigh of relief.

Although he looked confident on the outside, it appears that he was not without tension.

“Then I’ll contact you later!”

“Yes, please go in carefully.”

Since it would be impossible to start eating and lodging right away from today, I talked to my mom about adjusting the date and went home with a happy expression on my face.

So, a new member was added to our house.

“Wait a minute, is it okay for you all to live together with your mom and sister?”

“huh? “I’m fine.”

“No, my teenage son is staying in the same house with a woman in her 20s. Are you so cool about it?”

I forgot.

The fact is that the contract was based on the provision of accommodation and meals.

It’s not that I’m causing trouble, but I can’t help but feel anxious.

In response to the question, my mother glanced briefly at the door she left through and then turned to me and asked carefully.

“son.”

But my mother wasn’t particularly worried.

That doesn’t mean that her appearance was so ugly that a boy going through puberty wouldn’t find it strange.

Rather, looking at her appearance, she has fair skin and slightly dark circles, but her big eyes shine like a doll.

“Is that what you like?”

The problem is that at first glance, her appearance can be mistaken for a middle school student.

He was short and had a child-like face, so when I first came home, I wondered where my son had brought Mia with him.

If my heart boils over seeing Hani like that, I can’t help but worry as a mother.

‘ah.’

When Jaune thought of his mother’s question for a moment, he immediately understood and answered with confidence.

“It’ll be okay.”

Mom smiled, relieved that her feelings had subsided.

*

“after…”

Clean marble floor.

I lay down on the expensive, soft leather sofa and took a bite of the sweet melon.

The juice and sweetness spread in her mouth and made her tongue happy, which somewhat comforted her ruined mood, but it still wasn’t a feeling she could say was good.

‘Why do you want to go alone…’

The reason is a word from a man who has been following her since the beginning of the semester.

[And since we don’t have to go to school together from now on, let’s go with friends.]

Even though he was scolded and had his shins kicked, he somehow managed to follow me around, so why did he say that as soon as he was discharged from the hospital?

No matter how much I tried to think about it from school until I got home, I couldn’t understand it.

At first, I wondered if he had lost interest in me.

‘Are you feeling burdened just because the school fed you?’

She felt that what happened during lunch was something that would burden him.

Nevertheless, the reason I persevered and fed Jaune was because I wanted to take care of him more than out of embarrassment.

‘He almost died because of me, so of course I should help him.’

Return the favor.

What kind of person in the world would go so far as to feed someone for such a reason?

There was no way Chae-rin knew that this was an excessive action.

‘Yeah, I can’t leave you alone.’

Your true feelings that you unknowingly turned away from because of your pride.

In addition, he was a person who had never had feelings of liking for the opposite s*x.

It took a lot of time to realize my true feelings.

“… I definitely liked it.”

On the outside, he complained that he was embarrassed, but the corners of his mouth were clearly visible, as if he couldn’t hide his expression.

A man who had such a happy expression throws himself away just because he feels burdened?

‘That doesn’t make sense.’

She, who has never seen someone prettier in person than in front of a mirror, feeds her herself, so wouldn’t it be enough for all the men to bow and say thank you?

‘Otherwise, why?’

I can’t figure it out.

It was impossible for anyone to predict in the first place.

The fact that he went back to the past and forced himself to stick around to save her after knowing that she was going to die was something that, no matter how much he racked his brains, he couldn’t figure out unless he searched through Jaune’s mind.

“It makes me angry…”

Even if you think about it for a long time, if you don’t find any evidence, the only conclusion that comes to mind is that he is avoiding you.

dare.

No one has ever hit a wall like this before.

A man who isn’t that great tries to push him away.

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And the poor guy who can’t even use his arms properly…

“Lee Joo-un… Lee Joo-un…”

Chaerin repeated his name in a nervous tone.

‘What should I do?’

What can I do to turn him into someone who can’t live without being killed by him like last time?

The moment you wonder if there is a better way to do something.

The bedroom door opened and her mother came out.

“okay? Where are you going to the hospital?”

A mother chatting trivially with someone on the phone.

As soon as we finished the conversation, Chaerin picked up the melon in front of her and ate it.

“who is this?”

“Jaune’s mom, I heard I’m going to get a thorough check-up tomorrow for my leg.”

“… okay?”

It seemed like the mothers had become closer to each other since the accident.

Is it because they both left their husbands early and raised their children almost alone?

Even though the environments they lived in were different, they formed a lot of common ground and were busy chatting on the phone all day long.

“But if it’s a detailed inspection, it’ll take a long time, right?”

“maybe? “As I was leaving, I said we’d meet up for dinner tomorrow, but they said the test would take a while.”

The only family member comes home late.

In that case, Lee Joo-woon is home alone until late evening.

‘…’

Chae-rin spoke to her mother with sparkling eyes, like a genius composer with a bad idea in mind.

“mom.”

“huh?”

“Please do me a favor.”

Eyes burning with desire.

‘If you don’t go over, I’ll see you later.’

The voice mixed with emotion was hotter than usual.

“I want to use a few cards.”

“…”

My mother did not bother to ask who would be the victim of the heat.

He simply handed over the card and smiled at his daughter, who was asking him a favor for the first time in a long time.