My Girlfriend Is Very Good To Me [EN]: Chapter 149

Ep. 148

There was a brief, rather silly squabble between Jia, who wanted another kiss, and Chae-ah, who insisted it was her turn, but the manager arrived shortly after and quickly put an end to it.

The manager looked even more dashing than when I was working. Hee-sung is quite the sharp-featured, handsome type, so when he stands next to the manager, they really look like a model couple.

Of course, even the manager was helpless in the face of love.

“O-dok… Anyeong… O-dok o-dok… Haseyo… Nyam… Jeoneun…”

“Sarang-ah. You have to finish eating before you talk.”

“……”

The manager was staring blankly at Sarang, who had gotten off Jia’s lap and was sitting on a chair, quietly gnawing on a chocolate cookie like a rabbit.

“Sarang has grown a lot, right? The manager used to give her snacks. I don’t think Sarang remembers, though.”

“Ah, yeah. You’re right… She’s grown a lot…”

The manager, who had used informal speech with me until the very end when I was working, started speaking formally after she started dating Hee-sung. Especially to me and Hee-na, she tried to be extra nice.

Looking at her actions, it was obvious that she really liked Hee-sung. She was trying to be nice to everyone around him.

Even now, she’s holding a paper bag with cute characters drawn on it, probably a gift for Sarang. Hee-sung is crazy about Sarang.

“Noona [term for older sister used by a younger brother], what’s that? Did you buy Sarang another doll?”

“Yeah… a cat doll…”

“I appreciate it, but stop buying them. Everyone else buys her so many dolls already.”

“Sorry…”

“…You just seem out of it, Yeon-woo-ya.”

“Yeah.”

Hee-sung turned to me at the manager’s lackluster response, probably telling me to let her hold Sarang.

I waited for Sarang to swallow the cookie in her mouth, then had her put down the cookie she was holding and took her to the manager.

She could have gotten annoyed or whined about being taken away in the middle of eating, but our kind Sarang smiled brightly and bowed politely to the manager.

“Annyeonghaseyo [Hello]! I’m Sarang! I’m four years old!”

“Ugh…”

As soon as she heard Sarang’s fixed greeting, the manager groaned and staggered. Was she struggling to withstand the lethal dose of cuteness?

Considering my relationship with Hee-sung and everything I had received from the manager, I immediately whispered to Sarang.

“Do you want to hug that auntie… no, that older sister too? Sarang has a friend named Spotty at home, right? That older sister bought it for you.”

“Spotty’s mommy!”

“Yeah, she’s Spotty’s mommy, so give her a kiss too.”

“Okay!”

Sarang’s face brightened even more at the mention of Spotty’s mommy, the person who gave her the doll. She ran straight to the manager and, unlike before, reached out her arms and said,

“Sarang, hold me!”

At that innocent smile, the manager hugged Sarang as if she were possessed.

-Chu!

And as if she had been waiting for it, Sarang kissed the manager on the cheek. Her body twitched once, but the manager didn’t let go of Sarang.

Chae-ah and Jia, who were at the counter, and Hee-sung too.

They were looking on with pleased expressions, as if they understood how she felt. I understand how great it feels to hold Sarang, that small, soft, and warm sensation.

But isn’t she holding her for too long?

“……”

“…Unnie [term for older sister used by a younger sister]?”

How long are you going to hold her…?

—

She was completely captivated by Sarang’s charm, whom she hadn’t seen in a while, and after holding her for a long time, she said something outrageous.

“Will you be my daughter?”

It was hard to forgive, but I forgave her because she was the manager and because she brought a gift for Sarang today too.

But the manager adored Sarang more than I thought. Even now, she had Sarang sitting on her lap and wouldn’t let go.

Sarang, on the other hand, was happily eating the remaining cookies and iced chocolate, no matter who was holding her.

“Does Sarang like cookies?”

“Yes! Sarang wuvs cookies!”

“Really? I’m going to get all the cookies in our cafe right now…!”

“Manager, if you feed her more, Hee-na will get mad later…”

“B-but Sarang likes it so much!”

“I get scolded all the time for feeding her while saying that.”

“Me too.”

Among the men in our house or Hee-na’s house, no one has ever fed Sarang snacks without getting scolded by Hee-na. Even my dad got an earful from Hee-na. She said that if we keep feeding her snacks, she’ll skip dinner and it’ll be bad for her health and habits.

Anyway, at my words, the manager became even more dejected than Sarang and hugged Sarang tightly.

“Sarang is eating so deliciously…”

“Cookie yummy!”

“Do you want to eat more cookies?”

“Wanna eat more!”

“…Can I give her just one more?”

“Hee-na will scold me…”

“Wouldn’t one be okay? Two cookies are just a snack.”

“Hmm…”

I was quickly swayed by that earnest voice.

Well, it’s just two. The cookies are a bit big, but still, it’s only two, so it should be okay, right?

I glanced around, seeking agreement with my eyes, as if asking what everyone thought.

Since our seats were right next to the counter, Chae-ah and Jia in the bar were also listening to the conversation. Including those two and Hee-sung, they all nodded at the same time as if they had made a promise.

Seeing that, I was able to make a decision.

“Sarang-ah! Shall we eat one more cookie!”

“Yes!!”

“I’ll get it for you!”

At Sarang’s loud reply, Chae-ah brought the cookie right away, as if she had been waiting for it. And along with the cookie, she was also subtly sticking her face out.

Does she want a kiss?

-Chu!

Perhaps even four-year-old Sarang could see that intention; she immediately kissed Noona [term for older sister used by a younger brother] on the cheek and took the cookie in her hand.

And Sarang began to gnaw on the new cookie again, o-dok, o-dok.

Everyone in this place watched Sarang’s cookie mukbang [eating broadcast] with beaming faces. Of course, in the midst of that, Hee-sung and I were worried about what would happen later.

“But no matter how I look at it, these cookies are too big, aren’t they? Sarang is holding it with both hands to eat it.”

“That’s true. If Hee-na sees this, she’ll say something again.”

“Should I hide the wrapper and… no. It’s not right to make Sarang lie…”

“Let’s just keep our mouths shut, as if we only fed her iced chocolate. If she asks if we fed her anything, we’ll say we fed her one small cookie.”

“Ah, that…”

“Oh~ Are you going to lie to me?”

“……”

“Huh? Keep talking.”

“Mommy!”

My heart sank at the sudden, familiar, and beautiful voice that cut into our conversation. And as if to confirm, Sarang, holding a cookie, pointed behind us and called for her mom.

I immediately stood up and, without hesitation, pointed at Hee-sung and shouted.

“This was Hee-sung’s fault!!”

“This was Han Yeon-woo’s fault!!”

The problem was that Hee-sung was also pointing at me and shouting my name.

That shameless hyung [term for older brother used by a younger brother]!

—

“So, you fed Sarang a bunch of snacks again before dinner, and then you’re going to lie to me? Is that it? Huh?”

“I’m sorry…”

Hee-sung and I were being scolded by Hee-na with our heads bowed.

The manager and us were so focused on Sarang, and the Noonas [term for older sister used by a younger brother or sister] must have been a little busy with orders at that timing, so they didn’t see Hee-na coming in.

Thanks to that, at the worst timing, Hee-na overheard our conspiracy that she shouldn’t have heard.

We had no excuse, so we just apologized. Next to us, the manager was fidgeting and watching the situation.

“Hee, Hee-na-ya. I was the one who wanted to give it to her… I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I’ve told you so many times not to feed her a lot of snacks before dinner, but you two saw it and didn’t stop her.”

I really had nothing to say to Hee-na’s sharp words. Every time, even though we get scolded, when we see Sarang eating snacks deliciously, we keep giving them to her. I really can’t help but give them to her. She eats so deliciously.

However, perhaps the young Sarang felt that the atmosphere wasn’t good; she apologized to Hee-na with a dejected look.

“Mommy… Sarang did wrong… Ate too many cookies…”

“Does Sarang know what she did wrong?”

“Yes…”

“Then that’s enough. Sarang, come here. Good girl, our Sarang? Don’t do that again~”

With that, Hee-na spoke to Sarang in a very gentle voice. But with her eyes, she was still blaming us.

Yes, what fault does Sarang have? The fault lies with us for giving her more even though we know we shouldn’t.

I sighed inwardly and looked up at Hee-na. Still, perhaps she couldn’t be too harsh on me; I stood up, seeing Hee-na’s eyes, which were a little relaxed.

Then, I went to the counter, received an iced Americano from Jia Noona [term for older sister used by a younger brother or sister], and sat next to Hee-na.

“Hee-na-ya, you worked hard today too. Drink some coffee.”

“Yeah, thank you.”

“I’m sorry for feeding Sarang a lot of snacks, but Sarang was so cute today that I couldn’t help it. Right, Manager?”

There are three ways to easily ease Hee-na’s mood: Give her deep skinship, praise me, or praise Sarang. Since the place is the place, number 1 is out, number 2 is something I can’t do, and the answer was number 3.

“Ah, yeah! Sarang was so cute! Watching her made me want to have a daughter like Sarang…”

“Really?”

“She’s even prettier because she looks like you and Yeon-woo?”

“Hehehe… It’s because she looks a lot like Yeon-woo~ Right, Sarang?”

“Yes. Sarang looks like Daddy!”

It’s not like feeding Sarang a lot of snacks is a one- or two-day thing, so I naturally eased the atmosphere in that way. I was too flustered earlier and did something embarrassing with Hee-sung.

Two adults shifting responsibility to each other.

Hee-sung also glanced at us, and then, with Hee-na’s tone softened, he finally straightened his back and opened his mouth.

“Wow, Han Sarang eats the cookies here well. Should I take a few…”

“Oppa [term for older brother used by a younger sister]. Didn’t I tell you not to feed Sarang a lot of snacks?”

“?? No, honestly, I didn’t feed her…”

“That’s enough. From now on, Oppa [term for older brother used by a younger sister] is forbidden from giving Sarang snacks.”

“…Yeah, it’s all my fault. What can I say.”

Hee-sung lamented, narrowed his eyes, and looked at me and the manager. We subtly avoided his gaze.

If one person can sacrifice so that others can be happy, wouldn’t that be enough? Of course, that one person was often Hee-sung.

And in the midst of that, Sarang rolled her eyes and pointed to the cookies that were a little left on the table.

“Mommy… Can Sarang eat more cookies…? You said we shouldn’t leave food behind…”

Fidgeting with her fingers, she kept glancing at the cookies, and I couldn’t help but laugh. Hee-na, who had just scolded Hee-sung, eventually burst into laughter and brought the cookies on the table to Sarang.

Perhaps in the future, Hee-sung and I will continue to be scolded by Hee-na for Sarang’s snack problem.

Sarang is so cute, how can I not give her snacks?

Even if I get scolded tomorrow, today I will give Sarang snacks.

Definitely.