Chapter 10 - Everyone needs hobbies (1/2)

Next day, Do Sejin wakes up to the sound of clinking. His lips curl up in a smile when he recalls the last night. He walks out of the bedroom and finds Ahn Hana preparing for the breakfast. It's 9 of the morning. She didn't wake him up. Then, he remembers that it is supposed to be a holiday. He watches her move around the kitchen. Her movements are smooth and fluent. She tastes the soup and nods in satisfaction. Do Sejin suddenly realizes that the hardest task is coming now.

He finds his shirt and trousers folded neatly. He goes to the kitchen and kisses her on her forehead. The sudden kiss startles her. She presses her hand on her forehead. ”What are you doing?”

”Good morning.” He pecks everywhere on her face. Ahn Hana blushes. She can't control it. Her body reacts naturally to him. He looks at the soup with an indiscernible expression. ”What are you making?”

”Shrimp soup.” She checks the soup. ”It should be ready by now.”

”How about you rest and let me prepare breakfast for you?” Do Sejin decides that he wants to keep his taste buds. If she kills them with her cooking, how will he taste her or other women again? The crisis is real. If he is at her home, it's natural that he has to eat. Else, she will get offended.

”Do you know how to cook?” Ahn Hana looks at him doubtfully.

”I learned it.” He gives her the best smile. ”Relax. I will prepare it.”

”Okay.” She undoes her apron and hands it over to him. He ties the apron around him. She watches him with interest. ”I feel like I have hired a maid.”

”...”

Comparing him to a maid, what the hell? She could have said anything else. How about thanking him for breakfast? He opens his mouth to complain, but Ahn Hana is already out of the kitchen. She goes back to her couch and starts studying the case.

”Well, I will have my revenge.” He mumbles to himself as he checks the soup. What soup? She is only boiling shrimps in water. There is nothing else. When he lived on that island, he did acquire a basic knowledge of food. He checks on his phone for the recipe. Shrimp soup. Couldn't she have chosen something easier? How about omelet and bread?

Ahn Hana calls Jung Kwang-Soo. He picks up after the first ring. Ahn Hana frowns when she hears someone's mȯȧns mixed with the sound of his deep groans. She is used to this.

[Hana, what do you want?]

”I don't know why you would pick up a call while you are fuċkɨnġ someone.”

”It sounds like dogs are fuċkɨnġ each other.” She looks at her ŀȧptop screen. ”Did you get the approval? I need to meet Baek Han Sol.”

[You are treating me like an ȧssistant. I told you to hire an ȧssistant already.] There is a pause. A low laugh. [Yes, babe...keep moving your tongue like that.]

”I should call you later.”

[No, we can talk now. It's a public holiday today. You can visit him tomorrow.]

”I will start visiting the locations of murders from today.”

[Hana, Darling, don't play a detective alone. I can't miss the excitement. Let's go together.]

”Do you have time? You are always busy with women.”

[I lead a stressful life. Everyone needs hobbies.]

Ahn Hana realizes that there is someone else listening to the call. Do Sejin is leaning over with a concentration. His ear is close to her phone. He has heard everything.

”You!” She scolds him. She flicks his forehead. ”Get away from me. Do you understand the meaning of privacy?”