Mijun_123

Rather than fighting destiny that was already written, Ryushin preferred to follow fate. Wouldn't destiny force us if we refused, and fate would guide us if we followed it?

 No matter the identity of the mother, the most important thing for Ryushin in this world is only Kim Jangjun aka Ujang. Papa as well as the older brother to him. The only family Ryushin has in this world.


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From the very beginning, family for Jangjun was not a joy that was given to him just like that. It was something he had to protect with relentless persistence.

 Jangjun gently stroked the 14 year old teenager who was lying on his bed. He is now sitting on the edge of the bed. It seemed just yesterday that he was overwhelmed by the redness of the baby.

 Without realizing it, years have passed. The baby has now become a handsome teenager. Slanted eyes that show only one line when smiling, a swollen nose, and full lips that look sensual.

 This boy was truly a reflection of himself. It was as if he looked in the mirror face to face with the boy who liked this ice cream. It felt like Jangjun was seeing his old self now. However, there were times when he felt that this boy was not a reflection of himself, but ...

 "Don't touch me! What are you doing, heh? Are you a pedophile who wants a handsome teenager like me," Ryushin held his body tightly.

My Childish Papa

 A dark aura suddenly enveloped Shika, the Viewer.  He seems jealous.


 "Ciyee ... ciyeee ... jealous huh? Let's admit it!"  Jia even teases Shika who is angry.


 "I'm NOT Jealous!! I ONLY CARE FOR YOU!!"  Shika snapped.


 Suddenly someone tapped Shika's shoulder.


 "Eh... Where's Nana?"  asked the figure who turned out to be Kyosuke.


 "Huh? Isn't he in his room?"  Shika answered who was now looking around.


 "There's nothing in the room. I asked the receptionist, he said three hours ago he saw Nana leaving the hotel with a teenage boy," said Shino.


 "Eh, I haven't seen Jeje before, btw," said Jia, who joined in.  He didn't realize that he was the one who made Jeje run away because he was angry because he was still PMS.


 "Hasshhh... where exactly is Nana? We can kill us if Otou-sama finds out."


 Kyo groaned in frustration as he ruffled his hair.


"Eh... Where's Nana?"  asked the figure who turned out to be Kyosuke.


 "Heh? Isn't he in his room?"  Shika answered who was now looking around.


 "Eh, I haven't seen Jeje before, btw," said Jia, who joined in.  He didn't realize that he was the one who made Jeje run away.


 "At times like this there is only one way out, Mas-Mas and Mbak."


 The meatball baker's brother joined in, apparently, Viewers.


 "What??!"  asked the Takahashi brothers in unison.


 "Eat meatballs seasoned with love and affection. Brother Jumali's meatballs."


 Immediately the Takahashi brothers took out their shuriken.


 After a few hours, Nana and Jeje started to feel cold.  Finally, they decided to return to the hotel.  Jeje has also been able to organize his heart.


 At an intersection, Jeje's steps suddenly stopped.


 "Why stop, Jejen?"  asked Nana.  Nana touched Jeje's forehead.  "Jejen is sick, huh?"  he continued.


 "It's not like that, I-I forgot which way we should turn to return to the hotel," said Jeje, awkwardly.


 "Huh? Nana doesn't have a cellphone either. How can I forget the name of the hotel."


 Suddenly lightning struck and destroyed the public telephone.  What an unlucky day for them.  Trapped in a quiet and dark village street.


 "GET OUT?!"  Jeje and Nana shouted at the same time.


 "Lost?!"  Jeje and Nana shouted back, their voices echoing in the sky.


 The thunder sounded again.  Nana was scared, reflexively she hugged Jeje out of fear.  Joon got hockey!  Hugged Nana!  Of course Joon felt pleasure.  He who wants to look cool, refrains from prancing.


 "How is this, Je? Nana can't speak the local language here! We can't ask the residents! Nana's English is also zero!"


 Nana with her innocent face looks at Jeje


 "Nana-chan forgot, huh? Babe is a native of this tribe! How come I can speak the local language."  Still in his composure, he said, "But the thing is...."


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