Chapter 40: Beginning Of My Banquet (2) (1/2)
Chapter 40: Beginning of my Banquet (2)
Translator: Hwarang
Editor: Klaurem
When I returned home it was pretty chaotic. Since he heard the news about me beating up Song Hwa Rin, Song Wu Kyung came to our house.
“You stupid rascal! You lame punk!” My mother was all up in the air hitting my back.
And my father was busy trying to hold her back, “Please hold it in wife!”
I remembered the day I woke up into the body of Byuk Lee Dan, that day too, my mother was. .h.i.tting me. Ah, the life of a man is so pitiful, I get hit when I get beaten up by a girl and I also get hit when I beat up a girl.
“Why did you do it?”
My mother was truly angry. She wanted the best between for and Song Hwa Rin. But after hearing that I made Song Hwa Rin bedridden for a couple of days, why wouldn’t she be like this?
My father as well as Song Wu Kyung would be feeling the same but they are just not expressing it.
The person who should be the angriest was Song Wu Kyung.
“I am Sorry”
But father made the most perplexed expression. He was thinking how could I do something like this; that was miles apart from how I was when I shared a drink with him.
Song Wu Kyung approached me, I wouldn’t be surprised if a hand came out since I was already prepared to get beaten up.
Rather than a fist he asked me a question, “Why did you do it?”
“Rin-ee and I wanted to exchange pointer. Since she became so strong I had to try my hardest. And somehow this happened.”
“Is that the only reason?”
He was asking me whether this was a revenge from the last time. I might have told Hwa Rin-ee’s guard Soo Ran that this was the revenge from last time since I wanted Ma Jung Soo to hear it, but in front of Song Wu Kyung I couldn’t say that.
“Yes. That was my only intention.”
“Is that the truth?”
“Yes”
After observing me with a cold expression he loosened up and started laughing.
“Hahaha. It seems that our son-in-law is pretty strong.”
Hearing something I never expected I was surprised. It seemed father was surprised as well.
Song Wu Kyung looked at my father and said, “As you know my daughter’s martial arts aren’t just for show and she even received lessons from a well-known expert. To be able to beat her in an exchange. Don’t you think this is a great achievement?”
Oh my! Who would have thought that he would compliment me.
My father shook his head and said, “But he hurt Hwa Rin-ee. He is at fault.”
“There are bound to be one or two accidents during an exchange.”
“He should have been more careful. He should be punished.”
Song Wu Kyung nodded in agreement, “Yes. He should be punished. Entrust that to me.”
He looked back at me, “Are you ready to be punished?”
“Of course.”
“Alright. I want you to visit Rin-ee regularly after she gets better. That is your punishment. Alright.”
Due to the mood I could not say no, “I will try my best to.”
Even though it was an ambiguous answer, Song Wu Kyung accepted it, “All right then”
Then he looked at my father and said, “Let’s have a drink since we are all here”
My mother who was watching all this with an anxious expression finally relaxed.
“Should I show off my skill for today? It has been a while since you tasted my dish.”
Then Song Wu Kyung looked at my father with a conflicted look. This was a rescue signal. Although my mother was good at everything else her cooking skills were not the best. The term ‘not the best’ was a generalization, in truth her cooking skills were demonic.
After looking at the two people my father couldn’t say anything and looked toward the window. How could my father’s taste be any different than others, but since he truly loved my mother he didn’t say anything.
Then Song Wu Kyung said to my mother, “There is no need to overwork yourself.”
“Your expression looks like someone is forcefully trying to feed you poison.”
“Hu hu. There is no way. I think you are mistaken.”
Watching Song Wu Kyung get all nervous my mother said while laughing, “I was just joking. I know the full extent of my cooking skill. I know that the only time you need my cooking skill is when you want to feed it to my enemies.”
“It’s not to that degree...”