Marriage with the Beast Senior - Chapter 19

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Chapter 19

“Teacher Yoomin! What are you doing there!”

She ran into the Principal, who had come out to the hallway to go to the bathroom.

Yoomin stood up as if nothing had happened.

“Oh, I didn’t eat properly so my head was spinning. I was sitting here for a moment.”

“Oh my. Are you okay? Go inside and have some snacks. There’s bread and milk in the refrigerator.”

“Yes. Oh, I bought some chrysanthemum bread for you, Principal, but I delayed here and it all got soggy…”

The Principal laughed softly.

Then she opened the bag Yoomin had given her, and seeing something inedible, handed it back to Yoomin.

“You know I don’t really eat street food. I’ll just accept the thought. Thank you, Yoomin.”

Even though she was quite close with the Principal, at times like this she felt a slight distance.

However, remembering that the Principal had once gotten severely sick from eating street food during a Southeast Asia trip, Yoomin apologized instead.

“They say consideration without considering the other person is violence. I’m sorry, Principal.”

The Principal laughed, asking what she was talking about.

Yoomin also laughed along and headed to the Academy with the Principal.

On the way, Yoomin looked at the soggy chrysanthemum bread bag that was torn in some places.

It reminded her of how he had casually extended his hand for her to spit out the chrysanthemum bread that was in her mouth, covered in saliva.

Even though they had met after 5 years, he had been more caring than even the Principal, who had been helping her a lot and being friendly with her lately.

‘That appearance… really seemed like Senior Jaejun…’

However, she shook her head vigorously, recalling the unpleasant fact that he had investigated her background.

“Oh, Yoomin. Wait a moment.”

Then the Principal stopped for a moment and led Yoomin back to the hallway opposite the Academy.

“We registered a new student today. He’s still in elementary school lower grades.”

“Oh, really? That’s great. Is it a girl or a boy?”

“Unfortunately, a boy.”

Yoomin lowered the corners of her eyebrows disappointedly but soon smiled.

Over 90% of Yoomin’s students were male students, so she wanted to try teaching a female student.

She wanted to touch her hair, chat, and take care of her like the Principal did with her own daughter.

“It’s okay. Boys are cute too.”

“Yeah. But that child’s guardian specifically wanted him to learn under Teacher Yoomin.”

“…Really?”

“Yeah. He came through a company colleague’s introduction. So he probably doesn’t know that colleague’s child’s name.”

“Well… that’s certainly possible. Anyway, he’s a grateful person. Looking for me specifically.”

“Anyway, Yoomin, you get a 100,000 won incentive this month.”

“Wow!”

Yoomin smiled brightly like a child and was delighted.

However, soon after, something flashed through her mind and her expression hardened.

“Why are you suddenly like that?”

The Principal looked at her with concern.

“Teacher Yoomin?”

“I don’t want to be involved with Senior anymore.”

“For that, it seems like you’ll have to see him quite often.”

“I’m quite a demanding guardian, you see.”

“…”

“Seol Rin Piano, Teacher Hong Yoomin.”

Seol Jaejun had definitely said that earlier.

That even if she didn’t want to be involved, she’d have to see him often.

A ‘demanding guardian.’

He called me Seol Rin Piano Hong Yoomin ‘Teacher.’

Could it be…

“Principal… by any chance… what’s that new child’s name?”

“Seol Haneul. Pretty name, isn’t it.”

Seol Haneul. Seol Jaejun.

“Ha.”

This is so absurd that I can only laugh.

Where does he think this is to register his family member here.

No, more than that, family?

Yoomin pretended not to know and asked.

“That family member, his mother came, right?”

Could she possibly say his father came?

Then is Seol Jaejun perhaps the child’s father?

When she thought that far, her heart started beating frantically.

She couldn’t understand why she was acting this way.

She had been so furious when he came looking for her and investigated her background.

Why did her heart feel so heavy thinking he already had a son?

Why was her heart beating as if she had learned some terrible fact?

“No? That older brother came. He’s a cousin. I heard Haneul’s parents are overseas. Go and see the child once. He’s a boy but incredibly pretty.”

“…”

“Is there anyone handsome among the people you know, Yoomin? Or someone with the surname ‘Seol’?”

Yoomin couldn’t answer.

Because inwardly she was just relieved by the thought that he was ‘a cousin, not a son.’

And realizing belatedly that she had felt relieved, she couldn’t help but be troubled by her wavering heart.

Don’t want to have it but don’t want to give it to others either – is that your mindset, Hong Yoomin?

Get a grip.

She shook her head and tapped her cheeks.

“What. Are you dizzy again?”

At the Principal’s concern, Yoomin forced a smile.

“A little?”

“Oh my. Then shouldn’t you go home and rest today?”

“I’ll try working for now and let you know if it gets too bad.”

“Okay. Make sure you do that.”

The Principal said while opening the Academy door.

“Where is the new student?”

When Yoomin lowered her voice to just a whisper, the Principal gestured toward A Lesson Room.

“He’s playing piano over there. He can’t read sheet music at all.”

“I see. How old is he?”

“Ten years old in Korean age. The child looks a bit young for ten.”

“Did he live in another country?”

“Yeah. It seems only that child came this time instead of his parents. They’re apparently homeschooling him until this year. His brother said so. Piano is for hobby and healing purposes. It’s not about teaching piano skills, but more like just playing well with the child.”

Yoomin nodded and smiled gently.

Then she gestured for her to go first.

Actually, she was a bit reluctant since he was Jaejun’s cousin.

But what would a mere ten-year-old child know?

Whether his brother made him do it, or he wanted to learn piano himself and Jaejun thought this was a good opportunity to bring him here.

That child was not at fault.

And Yoomin was particularly fond of children.

Yoomin went to the front of A Lesson Room and stood on her tiptoes to look inside through the door.

A child was sitting in front of the piano, staring blankly.

Anyway, that child doesn’t know I have a connection with Seol Jaejun.

The child is innocent.

Let’s treat her well as a teacher.

…He resolved as he opened the door.

Creak-.

As soon as the door opened, the child turned around.

Yoomin was startled when she saw Haneul.

The child had snow-white skin, eyes that weren’t particularly large but were sharply defined in an Eastern way, a high nose bridge, and doll-like beautiful features.

Not 1000%, but he bore a subtle resemblance to her cousin brother. That is, to Seol Jaejun.

The child seemed flustered upon seeing Yoomin, then lowered his gaze.

And he fidgeted with his hands clasped in front of him.

Was he being shy?

“Hello. Haneul. I’m Teacher Hong Yoomin.”

As Yoomin approached with a smile, Haneul glanced at her briefly.

His cheeks were flushed red, and his bashfulness was so adorable.

“Please take care of me from now on. I’ll help you enjoy piano without any pressure.”

Haneul nodded timidly.

At that moment, something flashed through Yoomin’s mind and she asked.

“Ah, um… Haneul.”

“…Yes?”

“By any chance.”

Haneul nodded once more.

“Will the person who came to register you at the academy today be the one picking you up and dropping you off?”

Haneul shook his head immediately without even thinking.

“Ah~ No?”

This time Haneul nodded up and down.

“Then who else will come? You’re not coming and going alone, are you?”

“…Yes. A driver… will come for me.”

“Ah. I see. A driver.”

Really organized crime?

Yoomin imagined a picture of the organized crime boss and his family members all accompanied by drivers.

However, she turned off the switch in her head, telling herself not to waste energy on useless thoughts.

Fortunately, even if he was Seol Jaejun’s cousin brother, to Yoomin, a child was a child, and a student was a student.

She naturally continued with the orientation as usual.

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“This is the worst, senior.”

While moving in the car, a cold sneer flowed from Jaejun’s mouth as he mulled over the words Yoomin had thrown at him.

Those are my words to say, so why are you beating me to it.

“How insolent.”

Veins bulged heavily on the back of his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.

The woman he had devoted himself to with utmost sincerity had disappeared without a trace.

After trampling on his heart.

He hadn’t even hoped for an apology for that.

But what?

“The worst?”

His insides were boiling with anger.

Though they met unintentionally, hadn’t he met her to help because her situation didn’t seem good?

Yet she treated him like a stalking criminal?

Had I misjudged Hong Yoomin?

He was angry at her.

He wanted to go back to the academy right now, grab her hand, drag her outside, and ask her.

Why did you leave for Germany without a word back then? Couldn’t you have given me at least a hint?

You said you had a fiancé in Germany, so where did he go that you’re now making a fuss about marrying some older guy?

Just what are you going through?

He wanted to interrogate her relentlessly until she spoke.

“Whew. Deep breath. You’re the older one.”

However, Jaejun barely swallowed his anger.

He suppressed and re-suppressed the rage that surged up from his solar plexus like a giant drop, with the mindset that he was older than her.

When he thought about it, there was no need for him alone to feel so resentful about her attitude.

After all, his purpose was to prevent her from marrying Kim Byeongtae, who had a violent temperament.

And she was already within his grasp through Kwon Yongil’s information network.

No need for impatience or resentment.

He needed to proceed step by step, like taking down a game boss.

The final goal was to prevent his lovely first love from marrying a bad man.

With a face much more relaxed than before, he focused on driving.

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