The Illegitimate Son of a Conglomerate in the Game Is a Genius Marksman

I will not live only with suffering

The men, who had been discussing loudly without any substance, looked dumbfounded at the extraordinary depth of insight.

The women also wondered if Choi Si-yoon was such a smart person, and their eyes looking at him were different from before.

For some reason, Kim Seo-ah was covering the corner of her mouth that was rising.

Choi Il-soo, who was humiliated by being refuted head-on, seemed to have difficulty even managing his expression.

Iarin, who was staring at him as if she was trying to read his heart, said with a smile.

“I guess the rumors aren’t credible either.”

To be honest, as Siyoon, I didn’t even feel a bit raw.

That’s because this was nothing more than a recitation of what actually happened later.

“If it’s okay, I’d like to talk more next time.”

At the same time as she said that, a familiar phrase appeared in Siyoon’s field of vision.

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‘done!’

Unbeknownst to others, he clenched his fist under the table.

“Huh, it’s the first time I’ve seen Arin talk like that to a man.”

As one of the women muttered, the men looked at Siyoon with a mixture of envy and jealousy. By the time he reached Choi Il-soo, his face was blushing.

It was a place he called to embarrass Si-yoon with resentment, but since he ended up leaving only a strong impression, he felt sick to his stomach.

‘That goes for Iarin too!’

Even during his college days, he wanted to be close to him, so he tried everything he could, but not once did Iarin smile at him like that.

To Choi Il-soo, who was looking down on Choi Si-yoon, that fact came as more shame than anything else.

It felt as if I had been defeated as a man.

Ilsoo, who grumbled at this, forced a smile and clapped his hands.

“As expected, the blood of the original family does not go anywhere. admired uh.”

In this case, the calculation was that it would give him a better reputation if he pretended to be bold.

His friends also looked at him and awkwardly sympathized with him.

“As expected, the chairman’s son. You are definitely extraordinary.”

“It was an interesting conversation. Next time you have a chance, please talk to us more.”

Siyoon smiled at them and nodded.

Time passed and the dinner came to an end.

Si-yoon, who happened to be with them naturally until the end, came to see off the guests with Il-soo.

Seeing them off at the front gate of the branch family with the direct descendant of the head family was quite a strange sight.

When Kim Seo-ah and Lee Ar-rin disappeared behind a black sedan, Choi Il-soo let out a small sigh.

In that unusual atmosphere, Oh Ji-seok noticed the surrounding servants.

“…what are you?”

“what?”

“No, ha, f*ck.”

He smiled incredulously and took out a pack of cigarettes from his chest.

Percussion, and red heat rises in the dark night.

He inhaled the smoke deeply and slowly let out a sip of the night breeze.

“Today, you don’t know the subject, and you’re a little… nasty?”

“subject?”

Siyoon shook his head in embarrassment even after he said it himself.

Is that a voice from Choi Il-soo, who is now only a branch family?

I felt it since the time of Oh Ji-seok, but it seemed that the things Choi Si-yoon had been through were indirectly felt in each of their words and actions towards him.

Thinking of the real Choi Si-yoon, who must have gone through such humiliation to a child of only this level, somehow made my stomach twist.

It reminds me of the miserable endings of Choi Si-yoon, who I have been watching over the monitor for 15 days.

‘I will not.’

I won’t live like you did.

“The subject.”

I will live as you and make it so.

Siyoon Choi pursed his lips.

“It’s probably you who don’t know the subject, not me.”

Hearing those words, Choi Il-soo’s eyes widened.

“What did you just say?”

“Why, tell me again?”

In addition, Siyoon smiled and recited word by word clearly.

“It’s not me who doesn’t know the subject, it’s you.”

“This bastard is real!”

Choi Il-soo’s hand roughly gripped Si-yoon’s collar.

“The baby is like a figure. If your mother hadn’t grabbed the president’s crotch and begged for it, you’d be the one who would have been disowned before long. Know?! How dare you say you’re a half-ass who can’t even use magic!”

“therefore?”

Unlike Choi Il-soo, who was enraged, Si-yoon asked him without changing a single expression.

“So you were disowned?”

“what?”

At that moment, Il-soo felt a strange feeling run down his back.

Siyoon’s bleak eyes turned to him.

“It’s a process anyway…”

Holding Il-soo’s hand by the collar, he did it again.

“Did I get disowned?”

As he put strength in his hand, Ilsoo opened his eyes wide.

Embarrassed by the unexpected grip, he roughly shook Siyoon’s hand and opened his eyes.

“You bastard…!”

“Now, Ilsu seems to have less intelligence, so I’ll tell you again from the beginning~.”

Siyoon pointed his index finger at him.

“You’re gone.”

And before long, that finger points toward him.

“Have you seen me?”

he twisted his lips

“Tell me again. Who says they don’t know the subject?”

“This bastard!”

In the end, the moment Choi Il-soo couldn’t stand it and was about to swing his fist, Oh Ji-seok, who was watching, jumped out and grabbed his arm.

“what?!”

“young master.”

Oh Ji-seok glanced at Si-yoon and said.

“Bocchan, if you go further, things may get worse.”

Oh Ji-seok whispers something to Choi Il-soo.

While listening to it, he trembled at the fist held by Oh Ji-seok, and then took his fist as if shaking it off.

Then, he wipes the corner of his mouth once and swallows a gigantic laugh.

After a moment of silence, Choi Il-soo asked.

“What are you really?”

He laughed as if he was mad.

“Is that Choi Si-yoon I know?”

“then.”

The darkened garden was frighteningly quiet.

“Who else am I?”

Siyoon closed her mouth for a moment and inhaled the night air.

Crackling, I can feel the smell of burning firewood.

He muttered as he stuck a hand in his trouser pocket.

“but···.”

Ilsu looked at his mouth.

“Just because I’ve been pushed to this place, I just realized that there’s no law that I have to live through suffering.”

“…”

Choi Si-yoon narrowed her eyes and smiled at her relative who did not respond.

“As you said, someone even knelt down and grabbed his pants crotch to save him, but how long can you not act like an idiot?”

Hearing that, Ilsoo raised one corner of his mouth and shook his head.

“Ha, then what? Are you trying to become the successor again?”

“Tsk, it’s not like that. Doesn’t your head spin like that?”

Taking a step closer to Choi Il-soo, Si-yoon glared at him from above as if pressing down.

“If someone touches me, that means I won’t stay still.”

Upon hearing his words, Choi Il-soo’s eyes widened slightly.

Seeing that, Siyoon smiled and stepped back as if he had never done that.

“I’m telling you because I seem to have forgotten, but you were the one who dared to bring me out of the quiet room.”

In fact, if he hadn’t sent Oh Ji-seok to call him out, Si-yoon would have been quietly reading a book in his room by now.

“So let’s not do anything reckless in the future. yes?”

He gave a warning, pressing Choi Il-soo’s shoulder once and releasing it.

“Otherwise, like today, only the dog will suffer.”

“…!”

He left Ilsoo behind and headed for the mansion first.

As he approached the annex where his bedroom was, a familiar figure emerged from the shadows.

“…it’s a special day.”

Why is he jumping out of there?

To be honest, Siyoon was shocked inside, but on the outside, he responded calmly, as if he had known from the beginning.

“what.”

“You’re coming out emotionally like this.”

Siyoon turned his head and looked up at Pil-woo, who looked like a bandit leader, and smiled bitterly.

“···No, just.”

‘If your mother hadn’t held on to the president’s crotch and begged, you would have been disowned from the family. Know?!’

Perhaps because of the ‘perfect memory’ characteristic, the words Choi Il-soo said were playing back in his head as if he had just heard them.

Si-yoon thought again about the existence of a mother, which he had for the first time since coming here.

She still didn’t realize it at all, and to be honest, it felt like her son’s body had been taken away, so it was a complicated feeling for her in many ways.

However, the moment Choi Il-soo crossed the line with his words, for some reason he found himself acting emotionally.

“Listening to it made me a little annoyed.”

Pil-wu, who was looking at him, nodded.

“Yes. what. Well done.”

“her?”

“I would have scolded you, Bocchan, if you had stayed silent after hearing that.”

“…”

Siyoon nodded and tilted her head as if she had missed something.

‘Wait, did you hear the whole conversation?’

He looked back at Phil-woo with a puzzled expression.

“…Since when have you been following me?”

“…? It’s from when the young master came out of the mansion?”

“…!”