[havant has sponsored 1,000 won]
– I don’t care!
Mr. Havant didn’t bend his will despite my warning.
He didn’t take my serious warning seriously, so now I had no choice. There was no way to stop him anyway.
Since he said he would take full responsibility, I decided to not worry about what happened next.
“Let’s discuss the details later.”
After turning off the stream, I immediately used the Tribe’s private messaging feature to talk to Havant.
But was he not just some big spender? Havant was unexpectedly generous.
[havant: I’ll cover all the costs, so just tell the hero to come!]
Even though it was my suggested fan meeting, he insisted on paying for everything. I hadn’t exchanged the money I earned from streaming yet, so I was grateful, but it was a bit embarrassing.
I tried to decline several times due to face and courtesy, but he wouldn’t relent, so I eventually agreed.
[The Pope: As expected of the chairman! ^-^]
[havant: Your chat is not as refined as when you speak.]
[The Pope: Do I look younger?]
[havant: No.]
[The Pope: I see…]
Thus, the one-on-one fan meeting with Mr. Havant and Liam was set. The time was this Friday.
Havant took care of all the meeting location and restaurant reservations, so Liam really just needed to show up.
Of course, Liam wasn’t completely off the hook either.
“Sister-in-law, I think this happened because I’m just too handsome. Don’t you think?”
“Sure…”
“Seriously, it’s tiring. I can’t just be left alone wherever I go.”
Liam was boasting shamelessly as usual, holding Seo-yoon captive.
Seo-yoon’s face twisted in disgust, but he didn’t care one bit. He was ignoring her on purpose.
I felt bad for my poor younger sibling, so I strode over and attempted a substitution.
“Seo-yoon, please go inside.”
Seo-yoon’s complexion brightened dramatically at my words, and without hesitation, she went straight to the inner room. It was an astonishingly quick decision.
“Liam, don’t bother my sister.”
“What did I do?”
I lightly smacked the back of the annoyingly oblivious guy. Then I briefly informed him about the fan meeting schedule.
“Can I really just go? I feel a bit sorry…”
After explaining all the details, that former hero grinned smugly. He even looked at me with a comforting gaze.
I was tempted to stomp on his foot in annoyance, but I held back since the kids were watching.
“Where are you going, Dad?”
Erina, who had been messing around nearby, clung to her dad’s leg and asked. Liam scooped up his eldest and grinned.
“I’m going to meet someone who’s grateful to your mom.”
“Why are you going?”
“Because your mom isn’t popular.”
“Oh, I see.”
I secretly chuckled while observing the father-daughter conversation.
The content wasn’t ideal, but just watching the affectionate duo warmed my heart.
“Mom.”
At that moment, Ibailla came over and looked up at me intently, her mouth tightly shut as usual.
Only after Ibailla nestled into my arms did she speak.
“Mom isn’t popular?”
“…That’s not true.”
Looks like she misunderstood what her dad said. It was wiser to kindly clarify rather than scold her in moments like these.
“Ibailla, Mom is popular. Didn’t you see all the people coming from far away to find me when I was in that world?”
“I saw.”
Ibailla replied quietly, tilting her head slightly.
“But why is Dad going instead?”
“Because the person we’re meeting happens to like both me and your dad. I’m giving up the chance specially for your dad. It’s definitely not because I’m less popular. Do you understand?”
“Okay.”
“Please don’t misunderstand next time.”
I gently patted my second daughter’s back while soothing my aching heart.
‘Why did they leave me…?’
I still couldn’t understand Havant’s choice. I wasn’t annoyed but rather baffled by it.
Was there really a reason to choose Liam? I’m more rational, stylish, and have a better personality.
Besides, if he wasn’t even my fan, why did he donate a million won since the first broadcast? At that time, I didn’t even know Liam was my husband.
As I struggled with these unresolved questions, Ibailla suddenly said,
“Then that person must be a woman, right? Because she likes Dad more.”
“…That might be true.”
Those words felt like they cleared my suffocating chest.
It was then I finally realized what I had been missing. The reason he chose Liam was very simple.
He was captivated by Liam’s good looks.
In other words, Havant was a wealthy woman who fell for Liam at first sight.
“Mom, why is your expression like that?”
“I’m just tired.”
I returned my frozen face back to normal, inwardly fuming.
‘What is this woman doing with someone else’s husband…?’
An incident I couldn’t ignore was occurring.
*
The next day.
Havant sent me a personal message.
[havant: I’ve reserved the restaurant. Let me give you the address.]
I was battling the impulse to send a scathing reply. I really wanted to add a ton of ‘ㅗ’s.
However, the calm composure I had developed as a pope helped me suppress my momentary anger, allowing me to overcome the crisis safely.
[The Pope: Understood ^^7]
[havant: It seems you’ve learned something new.]
[The Pope: Do I look younger?]
[havant: No.]
[The Pope: That can’t be…]
[havant: Please convey my words well to the hero.]
Havant unilaterally ended the conversation. It was clear he was definitely not my fan.
Once he started to appear distasteful, everything about him began to grate on my nerves.
No matter how I thought about it, things felt suspicious. What exactly was Havant plotting?
The only thing I could think of was charming Liam and making him her man. That was an absolutely impossible feat.
‘He has three kids; there’s no way he’d stray.’
Liam could be quite incompetent at times, but he wouldn’t abandon his family for infidelity.
Of course, he had lived a rather wild lifestyle in the past.
I couldn’t tell the kids those stories, even jokingly. It would hurt their innocent hearts.
However, he had changed a lot since then. He went from being a hopeless rogue to just a headache.
I can’t say he became a completely different person, but he had improved quite a bit.
‘…Why do I feel uneasy?’
I was supposed to calm my heart, but instead, my worries were growing.
I anxiously pondered for a while before finally seeking advice from someone.
“Seo-yoon, is this perhaps an unnecessary worry?”
“Um…”
After hearing about Havant from me, Seo-yoon narrowed her eyes in thought. She then asked, puzzled,
“Why are you asking me? Don’t you know better about your brother-in-law?”
“…That’s true.”
“Think it through. Does your brother-in-law seem like he’d be the type to fool around with another woman?”
“……”
I pondered deeply for a moment before replying.
“Not really. I trust Liam.”
“Then what’s the problem?”
With Seo-yoon’s casual response, my tension somewhat eased. This really wasn’t a big deal worth stressing over.
“Thank you. You’ve helped me relax about that.”
“What do you mean by ‘that’?”
“I’m now shifting my focus to something else.”
Liam wouldn’t cheat on me with Havant. That meant I could focus on more pressing matters.
“I need to teach Liam about things you shouldn’t do in modern society. That guy is a nuclear weapon. Plus, he can walk around and has a bad temper, so he can’t control his anger.”
This wasn’t a metaphor; he was genuinely that dangerous.
“I know his temper is fiery, but is he that strong?”
“He’s a demigod. It’s the highest level he can reach as a hero.”
“Then why is he…?”
When I explained it bluntly, Seo-yoon looked shocked. I could tell what unsaid words lingered at the end of her sentence.
Suddenly, I recalled what my companion, the Great Warrior, had told me.
– Fortunately, you can make him listen to you. From now on, you take charge of that. Make it so he can only unleash his strength against the enemy.
Realizing it, I always held the reins on Liam’s behavior.
Even without the negotiation with the intelligence agent, I would have felt a sense of responsibility to manage him. After all, he came over here because of me.
“Seo-yoon, will you help me? Let’s ensure our handsome nuclear weapon abides by at least the modern societal norms.”
“…Alright.”
Thus, Seo-yoon and I began devising strategies to turn Liam into a modern citizen over several days.
Fortunately, it wasn’t as hard as I’d feared. Liam was relatively obedient when it came to following my words.
“Have you memorized it all?”
On the day of the fan meeting with Havant,
I had Liam sitting on the sofa and spoke seriously.
“I’ve memorized everything.”
Liam held a paper consisting of a total of 56 items titled ‘Rules and Facts You Absolutely Must Know.’
“Really? What’s number 23?”
“Here, a bald head and a beard are not symbols of a bandit.”
“Number 45.”
“Someone excessively unattractive is not a disguised demon but just naturally that way.”
“Number 9.”
“A person staggering around at night is not an undead but just someone who’s drunk.”
It seemed he really had memorized everything. Given his demigod memory, it would be more surprising if he hadn’t.
Just because he knew it all didn’t guarantee he’d follow it, but I felt a bit relieved nonetheless.
“Good. You may go.”
“Off I go.”
After getting my permission, Liam exited through the door, not the veranda. That was item number 2.
“Will it go well?”
Seo-yoon, who had been observing from the side, asked cautiously. I smiled lightly to reassure her.
“Of course, it won’t go well.”
“…After going through all this?”
“This is just a basic measure.”
Originally, nuclear weapons undergo strict protocols before being launched. Instilling common sense was merely a minimal safety measure.
“Let’s move on to the next step.”
I concentrated my sacred power in my hand and then scattered it straight ahead. The pink energy extending from my hand quickly gathered in one spot, taking shape.
A mirror.
It was a mirror reflecting Liam flying in the sky.
“With this, I’ll keep an eye on Liam.”
A Sacred Spell, the Blue Light of the Sky.
It was the key means to control the nuclear weapon and my last line of defense.
“Now, whether he cheats or not, we’ll observe thoroughly.”
I said that and immediately sat down on the sofa. Seo-yoon stood there dumbfounded for a moment before sitting beside me, poking me in the side.
“Excuse me, weren’t you watching to clean up any mess he makes? Didn’t you just say you trust your brother-in-law?”
“……”
Ignoring Seo-yoon’s playful tone, I opened my mouth quietly.
“I won’t let him off if there’s even a hint of leeway, if she compliments his looks, asks for a contact number, suggests meeting again, or subtly makes contact… I won’t let it slide.”
This wasn’t jealousy but rational suspicion.
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