If I Don’t Earn 1 Trillion Won, My Regression Ends - Chapter 91

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Episode 91

What kind of makjang drama situation is this!

‘I naturally thought she came chasing after the necklace!’

To encounter Rampa Lim’s mother on an island that I reached after flying over 20 hours by plane and then taking a boat? And of all people, she’s the carrot troublemaker who was fighting over the necklace?

Is it okay for the world to be this small?

Seosing-a felt like crying at this unfortunate coincidence.

“Pfft…”

The laughter stood out particularly in the silence.

The gazes of the silent people all turned at once.

Rampa Lim’s shoulders, covering his mouth with his hand, were trembling slightly.

“[…Are you laughing? Is this situation funny to you right now?]”

Jeon An-min pointed accusingly at her son in disbelief.

She had stubbornly insisted on following along with the intention of helping to the end and putting the Seo Family in her debt, only to witness this scene!

Rampa Lim shrugged his shoulders. His face, smiling with his eyes, still clearly showed signs of amusement.

“[It is funny. She’s cute~ How sweet she is. Even considering Mother’s hands.]”

“[Rampa Lim!]”

Rapid-fire English followed.

The mother and son were accustomed to conversing in English.

Jeon An-min was a pure Korean, not even a Korean-American, but she hadn’t taught her son Korean.

Rampa Lim began learning Korean only when he started going back and forth to Korea for sponsorship issues. He had never once learned it from his mother.

This became even more the case after she remarried a British nobleman.

“Uh… excuse me. Wait a minute! So you’re saying this person is Rampa’s mother?”

“What! Do you have a problem with that? With the fact that he’s my son?”

Jeon An-min reacted sharply, bristling at Seo Shin-hyeon’s incredulous tone.

“Oh, no. That’s not it, haha… Rampa must take after his father a lot. Did he come with you by any chance? I should meet him and pay my respects.”

“He’s dead.”

“…”

Seo Shin-hyeon, who had unintentionally made a comment about the deceased in front of a widow, hurriedly put on a solemn expression.

“…I was very rude. Though late, I pray for your husband’s soul.”

“Why are you killing my husband?!”

“…? Oh, no. You just said he passed away-“

“I said he died, but I never said I don’t have a husband!”

“…?”

Is this person crazy?

The gazes of those looking at her became strange, but Jeon An-min (husband count: two) clicked her tongue irritably, not caring.

But it wasn’t unreasonable that they, including Seosing-a, couldn’t recognize them as mother and son at first glance.

This mother and son really had no resemblance whatsoever.

As you could tell just from his uniquely colored eyes, Rampa Lim was a case of atavism.

Taking after his European white grandmother, he looked more like a half-blood Wasian than a quarter-blood with thin heritage.

On the other hand, Jun-ok Pierce had the typical Mongoloid Korean appearance.

She maintained herself so frighteningly well that she looked almost the same age as Geum Ju-ran, so no one would think she had a son as big as Rampa Lim.

“[Rampa, how long have you been here? No, wait. We shouldn’t be doing this here, let’s go back and you explain. Pack your bags and come out right now. You’re not planning to stay here, are you?]”

“[What bags? I just happened to get a ride here by chance. I have nothing to do with these people.]”

“[By chance? Are you telling me to believe that now? Who are you treating like a fool! Do you think I don’t know how long it takes from Fiorano to Capri? I came the same route!]”

Saying it made her even angrier.

Jeon An-min vividly recalled the memory of going all the way to Ferrari’s front gate only to be turned away.

“[Did you think about the consequences of this? Did you think before doing this? What do you think your father would say if he knew you were here right now! You’ve really lost your mind!]”

“[I’ll handle my own schedule.]”

“[Handle what yourself! Do you think you got to where you are now purely because you’re so great? Even when Mom tells you this, you don’t think about getting on your father’s good side. You ungrateful child. How can you disappoint us like this!]”

Sigh. Rampa Lim swallowed a sigh inwardly.

He didn’t hate his mother. He no longer had such intense emotions. But he couldn’t help feeling somewhat disgusted by these words.

As if joking, Rampa Lim chuckled lightly.

“[Well, if you’re disappointed, throw me away. Think of it as early independence. It’ll be good for you two to have a closer married life with just the two of you.]”

“Rampa Lim, you!”

Finally, the agitated Jeon An-min raised her arm high.

And.

“…”

‘…Huh?’

Rampa Lim blinked.

A heavy weight that had jumped into his arms.

He slowly lowered his gaze. A small, trembling body was nestled in his embrace.

“…Sing-a?”

“Huh?”

Seosing-a, who had been squeezing her eyes shut, flinched.

She stiffly raised her head and looked back and forth between him and Jeon An-min with a bewildered expression. She looked flustered.

“Oh, no, this is…”

Though he was also slightly flustered, Rampa Lim quickly understood the situation.

“Did you think I was going to get hit?”

“Huh? Yeah… oh, I guess not?”

Seosing-a shrank her neck, feeling awkward and embarrassed. She was incredibly mortified!

‘But anyone could see that was a hitting motion!’

The moment she saw it, her body jumped out like a spinal reflex before her thoughts. Even in the midst of it, she didn’t forget to think about protecting his face, so she positioned her back first.

Rampa Lim held back his laughter. Of course, he knew well that his mother wouldn’t lay a hand on him.

Even if she raised her hand in anger, that would be as far as it went.

His stepfather might be different, but his mother didn’t have the courage for that. He had been standing there without much thought for just that reason, but…

‘The second time.’

It was already the second time.

That Seosing-a had unhesitatingly jumped in front of him the moment she saw someone attacking him.

Earlier might have been because she didn’t know, but now she did it even knowing that Jeon An-min was his mother.

What did she think she could block?

But at this foolishness, Rampa Lim couldn’t help but feel a slight touch of emotion.

Perhaps that’s why the reaction to what followed next seemed only natural to Rampa Lim.

“Honestly, what kind of behavior is this. Never mind. I have no idea how you all know our son. I should go now. My husband is alone at the hotel- Oh my!”

Rumble-.

It was a low, heavy sound.

People paused or staggered at the vibration that came up through the soles of their feet to their knees.

“What, what? An earthquake?”

“That was an earthquake just now, right?”

The startled film crew murmured.

A minor earthquake of magnitude 3.5.

2002 was called the year of crustal movement in Italy, with frequent earthquakes and volcanic activity.

Especially this southern region was within the earthquake influence zone, belonging to the Campania volcanic region including Mount Vesuvius, famous for the Pompeii incident.

“Don’t be surprised…”

“It should be okay, right?”

The pendant lights on the ceiling were still swaying. The film crew’s noisy voices quickly made the living room chaotic.

The atmosphere of watching the mother-son confrontation with interest had long since dissipated.

But one person was different.

“Ra, Rampa, you right now…”

Park Junok, who had turned pale, couldn’t even think to switch to English.

Her trembling voice clearly demonstrated the shock she was currently feeling.

Her son, her one and only son, had abandoned his mother in a disaster situation to protect someone else?! And right before this mother’s very eyes!

Look at that affectionate sight!

Tightly embracing another family’s girl, wrapping his arms around her as if she might get hurt even slightly, thoroughly protecting even her head!

‘This ungrateful, unfilial son!!!’

“Ah, ahhh… I’m dizzy…”

Park Junok, who had received a lifetime’s worth of shock all in one day, staggered and leaned against the wall.

At that point, even Rampa Lim felt quite awkward.

The unfilial son safely handed Seosing-a over to Seo Shin-hyeon and walked over with large strides, pretending to be calm as he supported his mother (very belatedly).

“[Haven’t you had dinner? Why do you have no energy?]”

“[You, you!!!]”

“[I know, I know. Shh. Don’t shout. At this rate you’ll gather all the villagers. Let’s go. Go. This place looks chaotic too, so let’s quietly slip away. Mrs. Pierce.]”

Park Junok’s resentful aura, extreme with betrayal and anger, was chilling enough to make anyone tremble, but Rampa Lim alone seemed free from its influence.

His expression was very calm as he leisurely grabbed his mother’s shoulder and headed toward the door.

“We’ll be going. Everyone clean up and rest.”

Before leaving, he even had the leisure to turn around and wave his hand.

After the two left, the lodging became even more bustling.

A typhoon-like melodrama followed by an earthquake. What a spectacular day it had been.

For Seosing-a, who had experienced even more events, the day had been especially long—far too long.

“…Oh, right. The jersey!”

I need to return it to Rampa Lim!

‘Gasp. No wait, hold on. More importantly, if this happens, the family tree-‘

If Park Junok is Rampa Lim’s mother…!

‘Then I messed with Park Min-su’s older sister…?’

“…”

“Geez~ That woman’s personality is no joke. How did she raise such a kind son like Rampa? Right, daughter. …Daughter? Daughter! Why is your complexion suddenly like that! Is it because of the earthquake? Anyone would think the world was collapsing- our daughter is crying?!”

♧

‘Today’s bad luck is really severe…’

I collapsed, exhausted from fatigue.

Could I possibly be trapped in some time loop?

This day won’t end…

Since the lodging was an old place, plaster powder fell from the ceiling due to the earthquake, so we had to clean even at this late hour!

It’s almost cleaned up now…

I even went out to throw away trash just now and discovered a lost foreign grandmother in the alley in front of the lodging.

At this point, I’m starting to doubt the very meaning of my luck stat’s existence.

“Ah~ Representative! The owner of this lodging is really terrible.”

“Why’s that?”

“I was startled by the earthquake and asked if everything was okay, you know? But he got angry, asking if I couldn’t see the volcano over there and telling me not to make a fuss. He said nothing would happen here unlike Naples or Sorrento.”

“I guess it’s like our country’s civil defense sirens. We’re calm about it, but foreigners flip out.”

“Still, considering how much we’re paying to stay here. He’s too unfriendly.”

“He was obviously a soccer fan, so what do you think it’s about?”

“…Then that’s okay. As victorious Koreans, we’ll accept this level of provocation.”

Leaving the staff’s back-and-forth chatter behind, I trudged upstairs.

The host of the Capri lodging was indeed unfriendly, even from my perspective.

From the moment he handed us the keys upon our arrival, his displeasure was obvious—he looked like he wanted to kick us out if he could.

I wondered why he accepted us in the first place, but I understood immediately after hearing the amount Noh Man-yeong mentioned in passing.

‘It was too much money to refuse…’

The era of capitalism where even a soccer fan uncle harboring resentment about the World Cup had no choice but to rent his house to his enemies.

This money-obsessed child fully empathized with that sentiment!

But still.

‘People of Italy, if you think about it, is there anyone more wronged by the World Cup than me?!’

Even while thinking there were no major events in Korea that I could profit from (as far as I knew) after the Pangyo land flew away before my eyes, I never gave up on one thing.

The 2002 Korea-Japan World Cup! Sports Toto!

And the problem arises right here.

Q. Who memorizes all the scores of the 2002 World Cup matches?

A. Well, I don’t.

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