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

"Hmm ... Lyuchin wants to meet Ultlamen!"

"The one that makes more sense, Shin! The cheap and papa can grant it."

"Then ... Ryushin wants to have a 'mama'." Ryushin spoke softly. When he said those words, Ryushin's tears started to fall even more.

Jangjun immediately pulled Ryushin's body into his arms. He allowed his son to cry. Jangjun couldn't answer to Ryushin's one request. All Jangjun could do was calm his son who cried every time he mentioned the word 'mama'.

Actually, Jangjun also wanted to cry in a situation like this. But, because many people were watching them, Jangjun desperately held back his tears from falling.

After Ryushin calmed down a bit, Jangjun grabbed Ryushin's small body into his arms. He carried his son up to Ryushin's class.

"Ryushin! Why are you crying so early in the morning, Honey?" asked one of the teachers at Kindergarten SUKA SUKA, when he saw Ryushin crying in his father's arms.

Good Neighbor