The two people who unpacked their luggage in the room went outside again. The first place they visited was the seafood market. From the moment they got out of the car, the pungent and salty smell vibrated. The seafood market was right in front of their noses.
Fish laid out in rows, being dried, and fishermen handling nets. What was mundane to the people here was a mysterious scene for Hye-yoon. For Jiho, scenes like this were familiar.
Until the age of 12, he rushed here after school.
Jiho took off the hat he had pressed and shook his head. The seafood market was almost closed, and only four fishermen with deeply tanned skin were there. They were absorbed in their work.
It was 5:30 in the evening as the sunset faded. Hye-yoon tilted her head towards Jiho. The dimming sunlight seemed to replace the setting sun.
“Did you live here until middle school?”
“No. I lived here until I was 12. The place I lived in during middle school is a bit further in by boat.”
“Ah… an island, I guess.”
“Yeah. They say there’s no school there now. Even when I attended, there weren’t many students.”
Walking along the embankment led to the harbor. Jiho pretended to look at the sea as he walked and observed the fishermen. Why they were handling the nets, why it was such an important job for them. Jiho knew that well too. His father was always like that.
Thinking that he might be too engrossed in his memories, he glanced at her. Fortunately, she seemed to be absorbed in the sea too. Although it was a dim sea with no clear light.
Jiho applied pressure to the hand with the finger on it.
“The sea you imagined is quite different, right? Dark and scary.”
Hye-yoon gently touched Jiho’s hand in response. There was a soft smile on her lips as well.
“Deep and weighty, just like Mr. Jiho.”
“Oh, you’re thinking positively.”
“Yeah. It’s much better than I imagined. And… it’s similar to Mr. Jiho?”
“Haha. You’re putting it into such pretty words.”
After leaving the harbor, the two continued to walk. During the nearly one-hour walk, several people they met were all older and wore rubber boots. And each one of them stared directly at them.
It seemed fascinating not because they were trying to recall familiar faces, but because the beautiful appearance seemed unusual. Since both of them had the talent to read thoughts in their eyes, Jiho continued to take off his hat, and Hye-yoon didn’t worry.
The conversation didn’t stop while walking. If Hye-yoon asked one question, Jiho would tell her two.
‘I wonder if that Chinese restaurant is still there. I don’t know. My dad used to buy black bean noodles one day later than the day he promised to come home. If I got upset more than I thought… would he buy sweet and sour pork too?’
‘Aw, cute. Will he buy sweet and sour pork if you get upset?’
‘Haha, of course. Oh, that place was really delicious.’
‘Let’s go there tomorrow. I hope it’s still there.’
Of course, it wasn’t just one person who was curious about many things.
‘Um… I think I only cried once in high school.’
‘Why?’
“Yang-ho teacher, whom I really liked, retired. Except for the day I cried loudly, it was always enjoyable.”
“It seems like you really cried loudly, judging by what you’re saying.”
“Haha, just a bit? But unexpectedly, I don’t cry easily.”
While exchanging grateful memories, they also cast skeptical glances at each other’s words.
“It’s true. So when I really, really cry, everyone gets surprised.”
“Oh, really…”
Returning to the guesthouse after dinner around 9 o’clock. To enter the annex, they had to pass by the main building, and next to Grandma was the owner grandfather who wasn’t there during the day. They exchanged light greetings and headed inside.
“Oh my goodness… What kind of people are they?”
Grandfather’s voice echoed loudly from behind. When they bowed their heads slightly, the ambiguous response was just, ‘That’s right.’ But there seemed to be a separate greeting they really wanted to give.
“I thought movie actors were coming. I’ve never seen people who look like that.”
“Oh, come on, speak more quietly! Everyone can hear! They’re newlyweds.”
Even the reprimand to speak quietly was so loud that they had to suppress their laughter.
Kim Min-woo PD: “An Ji-ho, probably spent a hundred times the appearance fee on dinner expenses.”
Kim Min-woo PD: “An Ji-ho and Jang Hye-yoon, the best chemistry.”
While Hye-yoon was showering, Ji-ho looked at his phone. Min-woo’s interviews were posted at the top of the portal site.
Seeing behind-the-scenes stories appearing as articles, it felt like the work had resonated beyond the viewer ratings. To share behind-the-scenes stories, it was necessary for it to be successful.
Although the title contained only Ji-ho’s name, it was just a bait. Reading it revealed content about the excellent chemistry among all the staff. When Hye-yoon finished her shower, Ji-ho sat down on the floor covered with a quilt just before the drama started.
A room with no bed, heated by an ondol floor. The warmth of the hot floor was rising through the quilt.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
