The Genius Decided To Live An Ordinary Life [EN]: Chapter 113

The family, each busy in their own way, reacted as if they had made a pact.

Woah-!

For that moment, it was as if a family of monsters had appeared on Earth.

Son Gwang-yeon, his face yellow from eating too many persimmons, strained in the bathroom, and Han Yu-young, who was cooking something in the kitchen, both screamed. Yu-jin, who was in a strange position on the living room floor with her hands and feet close together and her bottom in the air, added a baby monster-like “Kkaaaak-!”

With that, the whole family rushed out into the yard in a flurry.

They turned on the light inside Jang-gun’s wooden doghouse, laid down soft straw, and placed a soft blanket on top.

“Oh my! The puppy is coming out!”

Perhaps helped by Han Yu-young’s hand stroking her back, Jang-gun, who had been whimpering, successfully gave birth.

Heaek-.

Jang-gun, who had the hardest time, licked her mother’s hand as she was being petted for her efforts.

“Oh my, our Jang-gun, you worked so hard giving birth.”

“I thought her belly wasn’t as big as I expected, and it’s just one.”

Son Gwang-yeon checked to see if there were any more puppies.

Yu-jin was so amazed and delighted by the puppy that she didn’t know what to do. She stomped her feet while looking at the puppy, which couldn’t even open its eyes and was just wriggling, her eyes looking like she was about to shed tears.

People who are kind and innocent tend to share their good feelings more strongly. Yu-jin was one of those people, so she looked at her brother, wanting to share her emotion with Jin-hyuk.

“Oppa, Jang-gun’s baby is so, so pretty, right?”

“Yeah, so pretty-.”

Still, Jang-gun is the prettiest among dogs.

Jin-hyuk’s eyes welled up with tears. His nose also tingled as if his own child had given birth.

Han Yu-young tucked her skirt into her knees and squatted down, her eyes shining.

“Its father is probably Bbomi, right?”

“Ahem-, it can only be Bbomi.”

Son Gwang-yeon chuckled.

To be paired with that crazy Jang-gun. Bbomi, that guy, might be a general himself.

It was difficult to judge the father by the puppy’s appearance. It looked like any other puppy with its wrinkled face.

They were just guessing it was Bbomi based on the timing.

“Our Jang-gun, you worked hard becoming a mother. Eat a lot.”

Han Yu-young mashed up a chicken that had been boiled with seaweed and pushed it into Jang-gun’s house.

She was giving it now because she had to cool it down with the winter chill.

“We need to give the puppy a name.”

“Jin-hyuk, who is good at naming, do you want to try?”

“Ah······.”

He was embarrassed by his father’s suggestion.

To ask Jin-hyuk, who had the naming sense of a dog named Louis and a chicken named Johnson, to name it.

It was his father’s delusion that he was good at naming. His sister’s name and the company name were just luck and timing.

It would have been better if they had asked Yu-jin.

What would be good? He wanted to give it a cool and easy name. Because it was the puppy born to Jang-gun, who had protected young Jin-hyuk with her life.

“What movies were released this year?”

“Why movies?”

“They say when it’s hard to come up with a name, it’s good to use the name of a movie protagonist.”

Son Gwang-yeon scratched his forehead at his son’s words.

He couldn’t think of any movies right away. Not because he didn’t know any movies, but because he had seen too many. He had gone to the theater alone with his wife under the pretext of taking her to the Broadcasting University class.

“Um-, this year, Jang-gun’s Son Three was released. Since it’s Jang-gun’s son, how about Kintokkan?”

“That’s too Japanese.”

“Right? Kim Doo-han sounds too much like a person’s name.”

Son Gwang-yeon readily agreed.

The Son family began to rack their brains.

Why were they racking their brains so much over naming a puppy?

“‘The Last of the Mohicans’ was also released. The protagonist’s name was Hawkeye, I think?”

Jin-hyuk just tilted his head, not liking it.

Besides the aversion to giving a dog the name of a hawk’s eye, he thought it was too long.

“I think two or three syllables would be good.”

Son Gwang-yeon, agreeing with his son’s opinion, began to list the movies released this year.

He was hoping to get lucky with something.

“‘Bodyguard,’ ‘Alien 3,’ ‘Uroemae 7,’ ‘Swordsman,’ ‘The Blue Lagoon 2,’ ‘Girls’ Generation,’ ‘Bong 3’······.”

Jin-hyuk covered his forehead.

This dad is crossing the line again.

‘Ah, I don’t know.’

Still, it was a puppy born to the head dog of Dunaeri, so he couldn’t just name it carelessly.

His genius brain began sequential association.

Looking at the wrinkled and droopy face of the puppy, Rambo came to mind.

Rambo seemed okay, but thinking of Rambo, he thought of the movie ‘Rocky,’ where the same actor appeared as a boxer.

Oh, then Rocky or Champ would be good.

But when it comes to boxing, that name is the best.

So.

“How about Tyson?”

“Ehey-!”

“Don’t do it-!”

His mom and dad booed at the same time.

It was a good name to become a nuclear bite, but it seemed they didn’t like it at all.

‘Hmph, it’s better than Kintokkan.’

Jin-hyuk was upset that his parents didn’t understand his feelings.

How strong are Tyson’s teeth!

At that moment, Yu-jin caught the family’s attention.

“Our Jang-gun likes persimmons, right? Persimmon-. Mommy’s milk is delicious, right?”

“Persimmon?”

The family echoed in unison and turned to Yu-jin.

Yu-jin’s small hands stroked the puppy sucking on its mother’s milk.

Usually, mothers become aggressive when their babies are touched, but Jang-gun didn’t guard against Yu-jin even when she touched the puppy.

Hehehe-!

And most of all, she seemed to like the baby’s name.

“Persimmon······. That’s good.”

“Yeah. It’s a pretty name.”

Jin-hyuk and Han Yu-young smiled at the name, which was both folksy and reminiscent of Jang-gun.

Son Gwang-yeon also nodded, hugging his son and wife.

Heaek-.

Jang-gun, who was tired from giving birth, also licked Persimmon as if she liked it. Although she was a speechless animal, her every action showed her deep affection.

‘It’s touching.’

As the white snow formed a roof on their heads, the four family members squatted in front of the doghouse, looking at Jang-gun and Persimmon with loving eyes.

Heaek, Heaek-.

Son Meong-meong and Son Wang-wang, those ignorant humans.

My baby’s name almost became Kintokkan or Tyson.

Persimmon was a female.

***

It snowed a lot.

Since it was piled up so much that his feet would sink in, Jin-hyuk couldn’t go jogging even though his body was itching. He also had to give up climbing the mountain. It was fortunate that Chairman Yoo Myung-sun had gifted him a gym.

‘Hmm. Everyone is working hard.’

First, the SSS agents caught his eye. People sparring in self-defense, people riding stationary bikes or running on the track, and even people teaching swimming to the residents.

Choi Mi-kyung, a teenager, was also flailing in the water with her parents, saying she would learn to swim during the winter vacation. She seems to be swallowing too much water. The way she’s gulping, she’s about to sink.

Moon Seok-il was training with Yang Kang-wook.

‘It looks like Jeet Kune Do.’

It was a close-quarters martial art that also looked like Krav Maga. [Jeet Kune Do is a hybrid martial art and philosophy of life founded by Bruce Lee.]

Yang Kang-wook would follow along, nodding his head every time Moon Seok-il demonstrated, and the way the two of them shared moves at such a close distance was impressive.

‘It’s reassuring.’

Jin-hyuk had ordered Moon Seok-il to improve the skills of the SSS agents.

They were already outstanding warriors, but they had to be able to exert their best combat power anytime, anywhere. Because of the small number of people, specialization was a necessary process.

Peaceful daily life is not given for free.

Jung Sang-tae was absent because he was tracking Park Dae-soon. Not only had he frequently changed his address, but no one lived at the last reported address. He said it would take quite a while to find him.

Kim In-rang went to the town to monitor New Seoul Dabang. He also went to fulfill Han Yu-young’s request to buy hotteok [sweet pancake filled with syrup] and chrysanthemum bread.

Thanks to Hong Ki-joon’s wealth, Jin-hyuk was able to focus on his daily life as he had people who moved like his own hands and feet.

As he started stretching and running on the track, Kang Heon-chang followed him. He didn’t actually follow him, but thanks to someone running with him, Jin-hyuk was able to complete his daily target workout without getting bored.

Kang Heon-chang gasped for breath, his hands on his knees.

“How many laps did you run?”

“Forty laps.”

Once Jin-hyuk started running, he had to run 10 kilometers to get his blood flowing.

That’s disgusting. Kang Heon-chang spat out the words between his rough breaths.

*

After showering and heading home, his mother was wandering around the yard in the cold wind.

If his father had been there, he wouldn’t have let her go outside, but he was out, so there was no one to stop her.

“Mom! Why did you come out in the cold?”

“Yu-jin is missing.”

Han Yu-young’s eyes were red as if she was about to burst into tears.

She was distraught because her daughter, whom she always held in her arms, was missing, and her psychology was more unstable because she was pregnant.

“Didn’t she go to play where the uncles are working?”

“I’ve looked everywhere.”

Han Yu-young shook her head, and so did SSS agent Yoo Tae-hwa, who was with her.

Jin-hyuk, suddenly scared, raised his voice.

“Yu-jinaaaaa-!”

The lion’s roar spread through the strong winter wind.

“Yeeees-.”

Huh?

Han Yu-young and the bodyguard didn’t hear it. It was because of the wind.

However, Jin-hyuk’s sensitive hearing caught Yu-jin’s voice, which was like a mosquito’s buzz.

He bent down and put his head into Jang-gun’s house, where the sound came from.

“Oh my, you rascal! Your mom is worried, what are you doing here!”

“Hehehe-, I’m playing with Persimmon?”

Yu-jin was in the doghouse, hugging Persimmon.

Jang-gun and Persimmon seemed comfortable, as if it was a frequent occurrence.

Persimmon’s black eyes, shining like jewels, resembled Yu-jin’s.

“Oh my goodness······.”

Perhaps worried about her mother’s bloodshot eyes, who couldn’t speak, Yu-jin carefully put Persimmon down and crawled out. Seeing her sniffing Persimmon’s scent at the end, she was clearly addicted to the puppy’s newborn smell.

“Don’t scold her too much. Kids in the countryside grow up like this.”

“Sigh-, okay.”

Jin-hyuk also remembered the many days he had hugged Jang-gun in the yard when she was a puppy. Even though he was older than Yu-jin at the time. Thinking about that time, his sister’s actions were not strange.

“We need to rebuild Jang-gun’s house. Bigger.”

“Bigger?”

“I think Persimmon will grow bigger than Jang-gun.”

No matter how he looked at it, it wasn’t a common mongrel puppy.

The droopy ears and the plump back that was getting plumper every day were that of a retriever puppy.

*

He took out the lumber and plywood used at the construction site, and the leftover wood materials used for interior design from the garage.

He smoothed the grain with sandpaper and roughly measured the dimensions with a tape measure.

Now, all he had to do was cut it with a saw and nail the interlocking parts.

It would be a tedious and arduous task for the average person, but for Jin-hyuk, who had exceptional stamina, it was just an afternoon’s amusement.

‘It’s good to be strong!’

Even though it was wood, the weight was considerable enough to build a large doghouse, but it was a structure lighter than a wild boar for Jin-hyuk.

“Isn’t it too big? Why isn’t there a roof?”

Choi Mi-kyung, a teenager, who was squatting down and watching while holding Persimmon in her arms, asked as if she couldn’t stand her curiosity any longer. Choi Mi-kyung, a teenager, comes every day, saying the puppy is so pretty, and makes a fuss with Yu-jin.

“I’m going to put Jang-gun’s house on top of this.”

“Ah? Is it a two-story house?”

She understood so quickly, that delinquent is quite smart. Jin-hyuk’s muttering was drowned out by the sound of the hammer and didn’t reach Choi Mi-kyung’s ears.

Instead of a roof, he put a crossbar on the top, and when he put Jang-gun’s house on top of it, a nice two-story doghouse was completed.

He also fixed a long plank at the entrance of the second floor so that Jang-gun could easily climb up.

“A Tosa dog could fit in the downstairs.”

Jin-hyuk nodded at Choi Mi-kyung’s admiration.

He made it big in preparation for when Persimmon grows up, and so that Yu-jin could go in and play. Well, since it’s still a wriggling puppy, if Jang-gun gets bothered while taking care of it, they’ll sleep in separate rooms.

‘It would be funny if I guessed wrong?’

That is, if Persimmon only grows to the size of Jang-gun.

Come to think of it, Jang-gun also looked like Persimmon when she was a puppy. It’s just that she didn’t grow much.

Still, his dad said so.

The more family, the better, and the bigger the house, the better.