Side Story Chapter 20 – The Day That Suddenly Came.
It had been a truly peaceful daily life for a while.
“……Shinwoo, why isn’t my chest growing any bigger…”
“The wealth of the country is concentrated in Seoul, so the countryside can’t help it.”
“Where’s Seoul?”
As Hyeji, now heavily pregnant, grumbled.
“Stomach.”
“You’re dead.”
“Ah, f*ck.”
There were moments when Hyeji, overwhelmed, managed to squeeze out a comment.
[You’re walking the path of local d*ck.]
‘Shut your mouth, you crazy woman.’
When the new pickup truck came, I got so mad that I threw my mobile phone.
Hitting the ceiling is nothing unusual, but the moment it happens is always sh*tty.
Even trying regression just in case, the results were no different from before the regression.
There must have been a reason why God couldn’t grant wishes.
“Ah, f*ck. Another gacha has popped.”
“My dear, mine has popped too.”
“Ayeon, you popped the ceiling too… hang in there…”
But up to this point, it was okay.
It was no different than a normal day.
It was a truly continuous peaceful life.
And Hyeji and Ayeon remained in that calm daily life.
“That means the amniotic fluid has burst.”
“Shinwoo, me too.”
“That’s not something to say casually!!!”
The things they were talking about were certainly far from peaceful.
“Forget it, Shinwoo. I’m hungry, should we eat?”
“The floor is dirty, why don’t we clean it?”
Yet, Hyeji and Ayeon were so calm.
“No f*cking way! Where’s the time for that!”
“I’ll call an ambulance, so just stay still!!!”
On the contrary, the rest of us were responding more urgently.
It was hard to think they looked like women about to give birth.
If a stranger saw them, they would think the pregnant party had changed.
The temperature difference between those directly involved and those not involved was extremely stark.
[It’s not a ceiling, it’s the uterus that’s burst.]
“Go help quickly, you crazy woman!”
If it wasn’t for that fcking piece of sht.
Anyway, honestly, it felt a little unfair.
Normally, contractions repeatedly happen right before childbirth.
However, they didn’t show any special expressions at all.
It wasn’t that they were desperately holding back contractions; it was as if they weren’t feeling anything at all.
Because of that, I was at ease, thinking nothing would go wrong.
But suddenly, the time for childbirth came crashing down.
I felt like all my preparations had gone to sh*t, which was maddening.
But even if it was maddening, I had to do what needed to be done.
Just then, the ambulance arrived, so I sent the heroines first.
After quickly texting everyone, I set off.
Heading towards obstetrics and gynecology with the piece waiting for me.
“Which way do we go?”
[Everyone must be in a hurry since they aren’t answering calls.]
“Well, we’ll figure it out when we get there.”
Obstetrics and gynecology.
That place specializes in pregnancy, childbirth, and gynecological diseases.
Because of this, every woman visits at least once in her life.
So, when I arrived, there were quite a few women there.
Some looked visibly pregnant, and some did not.
From young-looking to elderly, the age range was quite broad.
As soon as I entered, I saw a woman talking with a doctor.
“Once again, pregnancy should be taken seriously.”
“Why is that?”
From the snippet of conversation, it seemed they were discussing pregnancy.
The woman looked considerably young based on her appearance.
Because of that, the doctor was explaining simply for her to understand.
Pointing out various tattoos engraved on her body.
“The tattoos on your body and the child you’re going to have are similar, you see?”
“This one? Where?”
“Yes, both will last forever in life, right?”
Considering her lack of knowledge, it was appropriate advice from the doctor.
“Both can be removed by surgery, you know.”
“You, piece of sh*t…”
But the fact that the subject was a thoughtless hunter was the issue.
“That can be removed too.”
“……”
That was particularly serious among hunters.
[……Why is it in the past tense…?]
‘……That too…? Like…?’
I had almost forgotten.
Though there are many people here in obstetrics and gynecology.
There are also many not-so-human hunters present.
Where in the fck did this fcking world go wrong.
Meanwhile, I noticed a couple not too far away fighting.
“Isn’t it too much since you got married?!”
“What did I do!!!”
From the conversation, I understood they were a couple.
I had heard that a couple clinic also operates here in obstetrics and gynecology.
They seemed to have come here due to conflicts because of their night life.
It just seemed like their conflict ran deeper than expected.
Even as people’s gazes gradually focused on them, they didn’t care at all.
They were just raising their voices trying to hurt each other.
That was certainly not what marriage was for.
“Why only twice at night! How am I supposed to be satisfied with that!!!”
“After working, twice is already a lot!!! Do you understand the man’s perspective!!!”
Personally, I felt a bit complicated.
“Your friend does it four times a day with Hyejeong!!!”
“I could do four times a day too with my friend!!!”
……In a different sense, my heart became complicated.
[What the hell… gei-gei…]
‘I’m losing it, f*ck.’
Of course, not every couple fights like that.
Perhaps positioned as counterpoints to the couple raising their voices.
Right across from them, there was a couple smiling cheerfully.
This was clearly a sweet scene that could be called pure love.
And they still smiled as they passed by me.
“Dear, what’s different today from usual?”
“Uh……”
“Hurry! Hurry!”
Simply put, it was a difficult conversation to have while smiling.
A problem that was difficult for any man to answer when asked what was different from usual.
That seemed to be the same for the man passing by now.
He had a fairly serious expression, pondering, and finally came up with an answer.
The answer that was most likely to be chosen.
“Did you cut your bangs?”
“Wrong!”
“So what’s the answer, babe?”
Well, obviously, that was not the answer.
If it were something easy to answer, why would it be a difficult question?
It’s not called a difficult question for just any reason.
Because the answer can always change, it’s a difficult question.
“The answer is! The baby’s daddy has changed!”
“……Why is this question so hard…”
This time, it was really a difficult question to answer.
‘……Pure love is really hard…’
[The chaos that is pure love.]
‘Let’s not talk, f*ck…’
Still, would the nature of the obstetrics and gynecology context hold true?
A woman was smiling widely, waving at a man approaching from afar.
“I’m finally pregnant!!!”
What wonderful news it was, and fitting for her smile.
If only that woman wasn’t wearing school uniform, it would have been even better.
A man who witnessed this socially dangerous sight hurriedly ran over and grabbed the still smiling woman, suddenly shouting.
As if trying to dissipate the freezing gazes of the people around.
“I told you, don’t mess around with school uniforms!!!”
“Hey, what’s the big deal? Should I call you ‘teacher’ now?”
“Please stop… I feel like I’m socially dying…”
Fortunately, it was just the woman’s mischievous joke.
“Okay, Daddy. Let’s hurry.”
“Yeah.”
……It was not a joke.
[I feel like I’m already socially dead…]
‘How the fck do you have bestiality, gay stuff, and incest all in one episode, fck.’
I needed to find those women quickly; I was about to lose it.
But having seen so much sh*t, was there a glimmer of luck this time?
For the first time, I encountered a familiar face, and a sigh of relief escaped me.
“Shinwoo hyung! Piece sister-in-law! Over here!”
“Oh, old man. You came quickly.”
[It’s been a while.]
It was none other than Ryu Kang-hyuk.
In the midst of circulating messages, I called for help, just in case.
If Kang-hyuk was here, he would have experienced situations like this.
It was a relief that Kang-hyuk had responded to my call.
“The sister-in-laws went this way earlier. Let’s hurry.”
“Got it.”
Then I followed Kang-hyuk, catching my breath as we started moving.
Since he was a senior in life, I wanted to ask him many things.
But one question quickly surged above all others.
“……Why are you wearing a suit?”
“Ah, this?”
“It looks nicer than the one at the wedding…”
Kang-hyuk had shown up in a suit at obstetrics and gynecology.
While it didn’t entirely clash, Kang-hyuk usually wore sweatpants.
He only wore that outfit when attending a wedding or a funeral.
But why the heck did he need to wear a suit here?
“First impressions matter.”
“What kind of fool shows up to an obstetrics and gynecology appointment in a suit?”
Even so, was there anyone besides this guy who would wear a suit to obstetrics and gynecology?
“Here I am, son-in-law.”
“Ah, f*ck.”
There was someone.
“……As you said… I am a fool… I can’t even take care of my Ayeon…”
“I didn’t plan for this, it drives me crazy…”
Not just one, but two.
When I followed Kang-hyuk around the corner, we arrived at the delivery room.
Elcia and Caressy were seated next to their two fathers-in-law.
Wearing fine black suits, just like Kang-hyuk.
Now I noticed that the other men around me seemed a bit lacking as well.
[It’s a suicide squad, huh.]
‘Count me out.’
[You’re the center of it all.]
‘F*ck.’
Anyway, finally arriving safely at the delivery room, I asked.
“Elcia, can’t we go in now?”
“They told us not to come in since the procedures are complicated!”
“They said we’d see each other again in the postpartum room later.”
“Right.”
Now I decided to wait patiently for them.
Before long, other family members and the succubus arrived too, but since the surgery took quite a long time, our conversation topics ran dry, and we gradually began to fall into a deep sleep.
Once the tension eased a bit, it indeed became easier to drift off to sleep.
“Excuse me, are you the father of the baby and his family?”
“Huh? Did the baby come out yet?”
Then, at the nurse’s words, we hastily snapped out of our drowsiness.
“Yes, this way. It’s already in the postpartum room.”
“Let’s go quickly!”
Now was the time to meet Hyeji, Ayeon, and the baby.
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