Bye-Bye

“Oh, you already here.”

“Hurry up, bastard…”

Jang Won-jo was already waiting in the room. He came early because I said I’d come today, despite the fact that he was always late when he met Seo-yu hyung alone.

Jang Won-jo was Seo-yu hyung’s only friend. There were only seven acquaintances of Seo-yu hyung who came to the wedding. Four former co-workers whom he didn’t even meet anymore, Omega who looked at Seo-yu hyung vaguely, the grandfather who sat at his parents’ seat, and Jang Won-jo.

They gathered at one table were holding their breath with anxious faces in fear that they might even make eye contact with those in black suits at the event. Jang Won-jo was so scared that he sang the congratulations song in a cracked voice to the end.

I thought he was a good friend, but I was puzzled because they said he was trash. But now I understand why he was such a bad friend.

This was because, after hearing the story of Seo-yu hyung falling into the sea to save me, he sent a message saying [Hahahaha, give your insurance money to me this time].

I complained to the head of the bodyguard department about Seo-yu hyung’s friend because I didn’t understand why my elder brother didn’t clean up such trash next to Seo-yu hyung, but he stated there was nothing he could do about it. He couldn’t do anything because he was Seo-yu hyung only friend.

“Jae-hoon-ah, let’s say hello to Won-jo uncle. Sung-hyun as well.”

“Hello, Uncle!”

“Oh, Jae-hoon is still cute.”

“…”

“Su, Sung-hyun it’s been a long time.”

“…”

When I didn’t say anything, Jang Won-jo was very upset.

“Hello.”

“Uh yeah.”

I didn’t want Seo-yu hyung to look at me, so I had no choice but to say hello.

Jang Won-jo hates my brother and me, was terrified of us, and was awkward. However, whenever he has spare time, he meets Seo-yu hyung like this.  Seo-yu hyung may have been his only friend as well.

The meat was soon brought out, and the staff skillfully placed it on the grill.

Originally, Seo-yu hyung and Jang Won-jo planned to meet at a bar, but with the addition of me and Jae-hoon, we switched to a meat restaurant, which I moved to a meat restaurant we frequent once more.

Sizzling.

My mouth watered when I saw the meat was cooked with a delicious smell. Because it is Korean beef, it cooks quickly.

“Do you also eat meat?”

“Yes, I’ll cut it.”

“I’ll cut it for you.”

The staff selected the meat and cut it into small pieces.

“Does Jae-hoon-i eat meat too?”

“Yes, of course. I’ll have to chew it thoroughly.”

Seo-yu hyung placed the cooked beef, which had been chopped into little pieces on Jae-hoon’s spoon. Huu, huu, huu, he blew it out and Jae-hoon opened his mouth wide, “Ah,” and ate it. It was so cute that his plump cheeks were soft and mushy.

I also grabbed one.

“Oh, it’s delicious. It melts inside.”

“Has it been cooked properly?”

“Yes, it’s delicious.”

I ate it as quickly as the staff grilled it. At times like this, I learned that I had to eat quickly and touch the baton with Seo-yu hyung.

“Wow, did you apply honey? It’s so delicious.”

Jang Won-jo ate quickly as well. He’s been amazed and eating nonstop.

Jang Won-jo may have been a jerk, but he has a generous heart.

Seo-yu hyung never said what he wanted to eat when he had morning sickness and just suffered from it alone. He was meant to put on weight, but he didn’t, and he ended up in the hospital. He was pregnant with the child of the extremely dominant Alpha with the body of the recessive Omega, and everyone was concerned about his weight, which was continuing to drop.

Sung-hoon hyung contacted Jang Won-jo directly at the moment. Jang Won-jo figured out what Seo-yu hyung wanted to eat in no time. Seo-yu hyung was openly discussing his food preferences with his one and only friend who could see everything. My older brother has since assigned Jang Won-jo to the position of head of the department in order to indirectly discover what Seo-yu hyung wanted.

I heard from my dad that the first thing Seo-yu hyung said he wanted to eat at the urging of Jang Won-jo was soybean paste soup and bossam kimchi made by Seo-yu hyung’s mother. It was difficult to console my dad because he was crying a lot while saying that.

Anyway, since Won-jo helped us back then, I’ll treat him today. Seo-yu hyung and he were special friends, so of course, I’ll treat them.

After filling my stomach to some extent, I wiped my lips.

“Hyung, I’m done eating. You can eat now. I’ll take care of Jae-hoon.”

“Already? Did you even chew the meat properly? You’re going to get indigestion.”

“I’m not going to get indigestion just because of this.”

“Eat the dessert as well. I am not hungry yet.”

“Eat even if you are not hungry.”

I mean, this was really expensive Korean beef. You couldn’t just feed Jang Won-jo!

I stopped talking and took the baby spoon from Seo-yu hyung.

“I can eat on my own…”

Jae-hoon muttered in a hoarse tone. Actually, that was correct. Jae-hoon, a four-year-old genius, was not only able to eat alone, he probably could even cook. However, because he had not yet been accustomed to handling utensils, it would be spilled here and there.

“Hyung wants to feed you. Didn’t you like it, Jae-hoon-a?”

“…No, feed me. Look. Jae-hoon-i opened his mouth ‘ahh’.”

Jae-hoon made a momentary expression of irritation, then quickly returned to the innocent childish face.

I had the impression that he felt obligated to help me in this way.

Was it what he was thinking?

Who did you really resemble?

* * *

Injeolmi and chocolate biscuits were presented for dessert, followed by rose-shaped gelato ice cream.

Only Jang Won-jo had previously taken pictures, but this time Seo-yu hyung also took out his phone. Everything didn’t live up to my expectations.

“I ordered this on purpose. Hyung, do you like roses?”

“Yeah, it’s pretty. I wish Sung-hoon were also here.”

When asked if he liked roses, Seo-yu hyung, who was looking for his Alpha softly pushed the ice cream scoop in.

Seo-yu hyung put down his phone and picked up a spoon so that the shape of the rose would not be disturbed, and naturally put it out in front of Jae-hoon’s mouth.

Oh, Jae-hoon really came first in everything.

“Jae-hoon-a, how is it? Tasty?”

“It’s cold.”

“It’s a little cold for a baby to eat.”

“Jae-hoon is not a baby. I’m already four years old. I’m all grown up.”

Jae-hoon puffed up his cheeks. Jae-hoon was so fickle. There were times when he asked me to hug him, carry him, and act cute because he say he was still a baby, and then he said don’t treat him like a baby because he wasn’t a baby anymore.

He really resembles the person who gave birth to him.

“Seo-yu hyung, you should eat too.”

“I don’t want to eat it, it’s such a waste to break the roses down. Of all the flowers, I like roses the best.”

Then Jang Won-jo, who had already broken down and eaten the roses, opened his eyes and realized how absurd it was.

“What a load of nonsense… Since when did you like roses?”

“I always like roses.”

“You’re kidding, right? You hated roses. When you see a rose while walking down the street, you frown and try to avoid it.”

“Me? Why? I love it so much.”

“Wow, you punk. You hated the smell of roses so much!”

Jang Won-jo was so frustrated. This may be true according to Jang Won-jo.

When it comes to the smell of roses, I knew one.

I couldn’t sense Seo-yu hyung’s pheromone scent now that he was married to the extremely dominant Alpha (I could only smell my older brother’s very terrifying and ferocious pheromone), but I could smell Seo-yu hyung’s pheromone scent once before they got married.

A scent was so strong that it could not be described as light.

On a rainy day, the brilliant red roses flourish lavishly over the fence as you enter the dark gray lane. The scent of roses causes your eyes to turn blazing crimson.

So I was a little taken aback when Seo-yu hyung revealed that he was a recessive Omega. Living as an Omega who couldn’t regulate this level of pheromone must have been quite tough for him. It would normally be alright because it was so light, but hiding it during the heat cycle must have been difficult.

That must have been the reason if Seo-yu hyung hated roses.

“That’s so funny. I love roses so much. Sung-hoon ssi always mixes roses whenever he gives me flowers.”

“Shi… Stop mentioning your Alpha. I’m going to get scabs in my ears.”

Jang Won-jo endured saying all kinds of vulgar and harsh words because Jae-hoon and I were here. They fought a couple more times. What do you want to say, you’re so fickle? Don’t you get bored of clothes quickly and overspend on them all the time? I wasn’t overspending, because I was a fashionista. I didn’t know if you’re a fashion terrorist.

“I’m not a fashion terrorist!”

Seo-yu hyung, who dressed in a light blue shirt, sky blue cardigan, and jeans, with a face full of pitiful splendor like a rose soaked in rain, was unhappy. These were the clothing that he brought with him to his spouse’s parents’ house for a night’s sleep. He looked at me and asked if his clothing were strange, to which I replied kindly.

“It’s okay, Seo-yu hyung. The completion of fashion is the face.”

“Did you just make fun of me?”

“No, I’m totally serious.”

I answered while wiping the ice cream that had been smeared on Jae-hoon’s lips with a tissue. He emptied a cup of ice cream. A four-year-old eats well. …Wasn’t this going to upset his stomach?

“Tell me if my clothes are weird. I was going to wear it like this when I went to an exhibition this weekend.”

“Are you going again?”

Jang Won-jo frowned at once.

“That exhibition… What kind of fun does such a place offer? What’s the topic this time?

“Reno… Ren… Renaissance European culture.”

“… ”

Jang Won-jo had a pitiful expression on his face as he stared at Seo-yu hyung.

“If you go there, what do you understand?”

“I don’t have to understand. I just like going to exhibitions.”

“Wake up. People have to live in their own place. What are you going to do about it later? If crow tit walks like a stork…”If crow tit walks like a stork...

Jang Won-jo spoke as if frustrated, but shut his mouth soon because of me and Jae-hoon. Jang Won-jo was ignoring his only friend so much and was a little worried at the same time. How would you like to live if you were accustomed to a lavish lifestyle and then divorced?

At the same time, if Seo-yu hyung mentions the “div” of divorce to my older brother, it was obvious that he would send Jang Won-jo the same way as Seo-yu hyung relative, regardless of whether he’s his only friend. It was over if he get caught by Seo-yu hyung’s security department head when he keep talking about that.

But, well, there will be no need for anyone else to step up. After all…

“I really liked it when I went to Europe a while ago. The weather was nice and the relaxed atmosphere was nice. I’m interested in Europe, so I think I’ll be there for about a month when Sung-hoon ssi returns.”

Seo-yu hyung knew it anyway.

“Oh, yeah.”

Jang Won-jo ate only ice cream with a rotten expression. He smiled bitterly.

Seo-yu hyung started talking about Europe in front of his rotten-looking friend. He was said to have taken an interest in Europe out of nowhere, but I had no idea how long that interest would last.

Seo-yu hyung was the same. He was consistently capricious.

Seo-yu hyung used to talk a lot about Picasso. He didn’t know much about other painters (not even Rembrandt), but he knew a lot about Picasso, so I assumed Seo-yu hyung admired Picasso a lot.

And then, when Jae-hoon was two years old, I went on a trip to the Picasso Museum and paid a lot of money for a legitimate picture frame. As I was still staying in Bucheon at the time, I hung it in my room and told Seo-yu hyung about it.

‘Hyung, look at this. I bought this while traveling.’

‘…? Yes, it’s a pretty picture.’

Seo-yu hyung just glanced at it as if he was looking at an ordinary interior frame, then spewed soulless compliments and Jae-hoon moved on to the conversation. He said that he started memorizing the multiplication table now.

And after a while, there was a lot of talk about Van Gogh and Gauguin, but it turned out that his interest in them only piqued for a short time after he decided to visit the artist’s exhibition. The information comes out smoothly once he brings it up, but it quickly disappears after he goes to the exhibition.

“Can I have your ice cream?”

“Yes, of course, of course.”

In the midst of this, Jae-hoon coveted my ice cream, so I quickly gave it to him. Because Jae-hoon couldn’t finish it, I didn’t order another. Was I making him eat too much?

However, it would be nice to see Seo-yu hyung glancing at Jae-hoon eating ice cream and continuing the story without stopping him.