[That’s how most of them start. Most males say, we’re friends now and then suddenly kiss a few days later.] What kind of nonsense is that?

The bench in the quiet and sunfilled rooftop garden.

Eun Jo, who was sitting alone, thought about what Jae Ha had said the previous evening and tilted her head.

Anyway, Natalie Wiseman seems like a really good woman.

Well honestly I don’t feel like being friends with her.

“It would be nice to hang out for about a week. No, for about a month.”
Eun Jo, who had overslept, was late to work for the first time in her five years of corporate life.

But strangely, it didn’t feel odd at all!

During her student days, of course, and even in her corporate life, she had thought that being late was absolutely unacceptable.

What a surprise. When she actually did it, it was nothing.

Had she been living too diligently up until now?

Far from noticing, she heard several times if she was sick somewhere.

It was so embarrassing that she even laughed without meaning to.

Phew… lately, my face seems a bit rough.

Eun Jo put down the coffee cup she was holding and covered her cheeks with her cold hands.

[Do you have a child? Are you saying you’re married?] [No. I’m raising the child alone.] [Wow it’s hard to believe, Eun Jo, you’re like a girl, and you’re a mother? How old is your child?] [The child is six years old, or eight years old in Korean age, so he’ll enter elementary school next year.] [Isn’t it hard? Mothers who raise children while working are really amazing.] [Actually, I live with my sister, so it’s almost like raising her together. My younger sister.] [Wow! Really, you’re perfect!] What, exactly, makes her feel ‘really, perfect’?

Eun Jo, recalling yesterday’s event, remembered Natalie’s sparkling eyes again.

[I love children so much, at least three, maybe six? Well, more is fine too.] [Even if you roam around in rags, do you have the ability to feed, clothe, and educate that many children? Custard and human children are different.] Despite Jae Ha’s cold attitude, Natalie was not discouraged.

[That’s not your problem to worry about! Besides, even twisted people like you tend to change their minds when they have their own child, right?] [Nope! Never. Definitely not me. I just got a big blow recently.] Jae Ha’s gaze met hers and Eun Jo’s face had turned embarrassingly red.

…I should cook Bulgogi for dinner tonight so we can all eat together.

Thinking of Da On who would be clapping in delight makes my mood automatically better.

Eun Jo, who finished the remaining coffee, looked up at the blue sky and smiled broadly.

Being under the sun made her feel good and her body feel lighter.

The seasons pass, and within those seasons, the weather changes countless times.

Living is like standing on a cliff, then suddenly walking on fluffy clouds as if by a miracle.

The gap was a bit extreme for Yoon Eun Jo.

And even now, she was busy going back and forth between heaven and hell.

“It will all pass.”
The sorrowful last night seemed a bit ridiculous.

.
.

Eun Jo, who had come down to the office in a good mood, faced a small hell again.

King Banana, who had nothing to do, was stuck at Eun Jo’s desk, not her own.

“Where did you have lunch? I didn’t see you in the staff cafeteria.”
Anyone would think we’re close why is she whispering?

“Why do you need to know that?”
“I’m asking where and with whom you had lunch!”
Finally, she snapped, speaking informally with gritted teeth.

When I first happened to know her in college, King Banana seemed like an innocent and kind girl.

She was extremely sweet, calling me “sister, sister.”

However, at some point, she abruptly dropped that mask and immediately started speaking informally.

And she casually gifted me all sorts of profanity that Yoon Eun Jo had never heard in her life.

The reason was solely Kwon Jae Ha.

“Do you know that Natalie Wiseman is here?”
“Do you know? Don’t speak informally. This is a company.”
“Yes, it’s our uncle’s company.”
“No. Did only Miss King Banana not know that the owner has changed?”
“What? You bit.”
“Miss King Banana!!”
“Please stop spouting nonsense! Is it a matter that can be solved by using such trivial tricks? Even after being treated like that.”
Treated like that? Eun Jo furrowed her brows.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but you’re the one spouting nonsense. You know how many years it’s been, don’t you?”
“You!! Just, just!”
“Hey, King Banana! What the hell are you doing!”
Suddenly, a fierce voice cut in. It was Team Leader Jang. She who no longer even uses the honorific “Miss” with King Banana.

King Banana, who was just babbling about how it was her uncle’s company, promptly shut her mouth.

She didn’t dare say a peep to Team Leader Jang and only shot a quick glance at poor Eun Jo.

The barely composed mood… fell apart again.

It really seemed like there was no help for it as long as King Banana was in sight.

It was not like she was unlucky, but….

“…Hello.”
“I’ve been waiting for you, Eun Jo. You look so flustered, it makes me feel awkward.”
Sang Yoon, who had been leaning against his car, straightened up and gave an embarrassed smile.

With his neatly combed hair and his neat suit, he had no problem at all.

However.

The bouquet he was holding in one hand was a bit annoying.

It was too big.

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