Only then did Gyeon Jioh realize the mistake of a lifetime, but after getting herself thoroughly hooked over tens of thousands of lifetimes, refunds were no longer an option.
Judging by the way he disgustingly started up with the honey-this, darling-that every time their eyes met, it seemed the other party wasn’t even considering anything short of living together.
Haah, what do I do?
They could commit double suicide together, sure, but bringing him home to where her family lived would be uncomfortable—just as Gyeon Jioh was wrestling with that strangely trashy dilemma—
Older was older, after all. Quick-witted Gyeoul was the first to offer a solution.
「Why do you keep groaning to yourself? Don’t tell me you thought I’d move in under my in-laws’ roof?」
「Huh? Y-you weren’t going to……?」
「Hah. What do you take me for? I bought one ages ago.」
「Bought what?」
「The house next door to yours. I bought it. Cash. Paid in full.」
「……!」
Jioh stared blankly at the completely unexpected development, and Jin Gyeoul clicked his tongue softly as he glanced at her.
「Most things…