The Divorced Man Has Returned

#11. You. Who is it?

Sihwa was satisfied that she got my number.

“Oh, that’s right. Choi In-wook.”

Sihwa turned her head while holding the box and looked at me.

“Yes.”

“If you call, answer it.”

Coming to think of it, I didn’t exchange phone numbers, only Sihwa knew my phone number.

“Okay.”

“Goodbye.”

4:30. My appointment with Harin was at 6 o’clock, so I was in a hurry to move.

* *

When I got home, I looked through my closet.

At that time, I did not have a proper income, so there was no expensive clothing like in my previous life.

Looking back now, I thought that there were no proper clothes in my closet.

Of course, life at the bottom of a semi-basement single room. It wasn’t anything like that, but it was full of clothes that you could buy at a special discount from a popular brand.

I changed into clothes that were judged to be neat, and moved to the meeting place with Harin.

Harin lived in a huge penthouse in Hannam-dong.

She remembered that the first day she went to her house to play, she went to her house in comfortable clothes without thinking about it, and then came back exhausted.

The yard of her house was about the size of a small neighborhood park in the neighborhood.

Whoever saw the garden full of colorfully bloomed flowers felt as if they had gone through the hands of a professional.

The size of the house itself was comparable to a palace compared to ours.

The color given by the combination of the fine concrete exterior wall and the marble giving a classic feel gave the impression that it was awarded the House of the Year award from any architecture magazine.

…I heard this story later, but I heard that Harin’s house was actually aired.

After working properly as a hunter, my earnings seemed like a fortune to others, but still, compared to Harin’s family’s wealth, the money I earned was nothing.

I was in the house of my in-laws. Recalling her memories of Harin Ine, I boarded the bus.

By the way, I went out to see him, but I didn’t know exactly what he was called for.

If you go, you’ll know. We should discuss pair training anyway.

Actually, I knew her fighting style well in detail, but I would definitely be suspicious if she did it without prior agreement to the point of being suspicious.

In her previous life, she somehow wanted to know. She said that in this life she has to somehow pretend she doesn’t know.

It was a funny situation.

* *

We arrived at the promised cafe at 5:50.

I thought it would be tight, but thanks to the good signal, I was able to arrive a little earlier.

After all, I just sat there, so I went to the cashier to order coffee.

She decided on the menu and asked the counter staff to make payment, but for some reason she rushed into the staff room.

My hand, having pulled out the card, went back to my pocket with nowhere to go.

…It’s a shame.

But not long after, a different male employee came out to serve me.

“Wait! Would you like to order right away?”

“Iced Americano Hana.”

When I think about it, I think I always had a cup of coffee and smoked cigarettes in my previous life.

He didn’t seem to think much about this life because he was still in his body before he was enslaved to nicotine.

I took a seat by the window and watched the people coming and going with a straw in my mouth.

I’m not the type of person who often breaks appointments, so it should come soon.

Then the bell rang from the entrance.

“Have you waited long? Inwook?”

A white dress that goes down to the knee. A pink cardigan that would suit the spring season.

The day I asked Harin on a date for the first time in my previous life. It was her outfit she was wearing.

Of course, I wasn’t as impressed as I was that day when I first saw him in private outside the academy, but seeing this again, I felt like my heart was pounding.

“No. Not at all. 10 Minutes? I don’t think I’ve waited too long.”

“Then I’ll order some and come!”

“Uh. Okay.”

Harin, standing in front of the counter, looked at her menu and felt like she was thinking.

But I knew.

Harin Yoon. You. I’m going to drink mocha latte anyway.

Harin’s love for mocha latte had to be known from her previous life.

[Harina. Can you make me mocha latte?]

[Eh. Not really. Why are you making your own conclusions?]

[…Even if you do, you’re going to drink mocha latte again anyway.]

[No. ‘Cause wait You can really drink something different today.]

[Yes, yes, yes, yes!]

[Hing. It’s true…]

Despite her mournful appeal to me, she drank the mocha latte every day.

And again today.

“One mocha latte!”

She ordered a mocha latte with a clear voice.

That’s right. Although it felt a little different from her last life, I thought that Harin was Harin.

She took her drink and sat across from me.

“Did it take a long time to come?”

“No. About 30 minutes?”

My house is in Changcheon-dong, so it didn’t take that long.

“I’m glad.”

Sucking her drink with a straw, she smiled happily.

“Ah~ It tastes like this~”

Really. This feeling as if a scene in my life was being replayed was very strange.

“So Harin-ah. You said we’d see each other outside for pair training, right?”

“Oh. What. There is no reason for that.”

She speaks as if the pair training was treated as an afterthought.

I wondered if there was another purpose.

“But Inuk-ah. Before we talk about combat, I want to know a little more about who you are, is it okay to ask a little personal question?”

Personal question…? After all, Harin would not have any information now.

“Uh. What. I will answer as long as I can.”

So, Harin’s random rescue investigation began.

“What’s your favorite color?”

“What food do you dislike?”

“Where is your home?”

“What about brothers and sisters?”

“What high school did you go to?”

I was dizzy with the pouring questions.

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No, but I’m curious as to why the best side dish that your mother makes for a pair.

“Ha… Harin-ah. That… I guess that’s enough to get you to know me well? …Ha ha ha”

When I scratched her head as if in trouble, Harin seemed to realize that she had asked too many questions.

“Oh. Sorry. Inwook-ah. Did I ask too many useless questions?”

“No, no. It’s not like that. A little… a lot… haha…”

It’s been 40 minutes already, but we didn’t say a word about each other’s abilities.

“Then Inuk-ah! Do you have any questions or anything you would like to ask me?”

Harin clenched her chin and bowed her head toward me and asked.

“Uh… um…”

Most of them already knew, so I didn’t have any questions.

Ah. If so, let’s focus on the things that we feel are different from our previous lives.

“Harina.”

“Huh?”

“Why did the boy next to you say no to a pair?”

She, who had been smiling, suddenly widened her eyes as if in bewilderment.

“Ah… well… that’s what… Inuk-ah…”

“Yes.”

Her pupils wandered here and there as if they had lost their way.

What is it? Is there any reason why it is difficult to answer?

But nothing was expected.

“That boy. I didn’t like my looks.”

“…I was your taste?”

From my memories of her previous life, I remember that Harin didn’t meet me because she fell in love with my looks.

If I had to pick my good points, she was the one who always picked my personality and behavior.

She was hardly ever told that she was handsome, even after she was married.

“Yeah! Let’s do that!”

Wow! It was a very sincere answer.

She knew what she was saying wasn’t true, but she didn’t want to dig further.

“Another question!”

“Um… Originally… a place like a cafe… with boys like this. Do you come often?”

Actually, I felt a little uncomfortable with her overly aggressive attitude.

Because it was on my side that hurled a barrage of questions on her first date in her previous life.

It was Harin who answered with embarrassment.

“No? It’s the first time in my life that I’m going to a cafe alone with a guy!”

She answered with a bright smile.

It didn’t look like a lie at all.

“That’s right…”

“Are there any more?”

“No. I think this is fine.”

“Yes?”

For a moment, there was silence between the two of us.

Harin looked at me with a straw in her mouth.

“Inwook-ah.”

“Yes.”

“Is it okay if I ask you one last thing? It’s okay if you don’t answer this.”

What is the content, I wanted to lay the ground rice like that.

“Okay. Feel free to ask.”

“…The first day of school is here.”

Harin pauses for a moment and licks her lips.

“That day. That inspection. Why the hell did you do that?”

The inspection. It was like talking about my pregnancy test.

With. An honest answer was unreasonable.

Before I committed suicide, I was infertile.

I couldn’t give you an answer like this.

“Just. I wonder if it’s healthy. Ha ha ha ha ha. Are you stupid? Me. Ha ha ha ha ha”

“No. Not at all.”

I was surprised at the answer with a resolute tone that could be used as a poem or poem.

“…Health. It’s important. It’s important.”

“Uh… well. Yes. Health. It doesn’t matter.”

Harin, who reacted too seriously, soon returned to her usual calm face.

“Ah~ It’s just that some of the adults around me have been sick lately. Recently, I am realizing the importance of taking care of my body.”

“That… that’s right…”

She didn’t know how to react, so she said she would go to the bathroom and she left for a while.

* *

“Hmm…”

The fact that Inwook was tested for fertility before entering the academy was very suspicious.

He was a man in his previous life who realized he was infertile only after he married me.

I wonder if he even went back in time just like me.

In that case, the story might be easier to solve.

He is my first love. My only husband.

I remembered his past life, where he struggled to win my favor.

He couldn’t stand my blitz of affection.

I remembered Inwook’s face, which had melted away at once from my aegyo.

As I was thinking about my future plans, my phone started to vibrate on the table.

It was Inwook’s cell phone.

The number was not saved, so I couldn’t figure out who it was.

I picked up the phone just in case I didn’t know, so I answered the phone and wanted to inform Inwook that there was a call.

[Hello?]

For some reason, I didn’t get an answer right away.

[Hello?]

I tried calling again to see if it was because I couldn’t hear what I was saying.

[You. Who is it.]

…I knew the main character of the voice emanating from the cell phone.