Divorce : This is a Trivial Matter

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Mother Manoban was a worldly woman and not at all intimidated by a little Maserati. "How handsome?"

"Comparable to ex-brother-in-law, but personally, I feel like ex-brother-in-law has more of the charm of a mature man."

Mother Manoban called his phone directly upon hearing that. "He's a veteran if he's using a Maserati to chase girls! How dare you leave your sister alone! Secretly sneak along behind them!"

Haruto dug a finger into his ear. "How am I supposed to follow them?"

"Don't you usually take the bus?”

“Do you mean to have me chase a Maserati by bus?”
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Mother Manoban was silent for a moment before asking, “Haru, do you happen to have enough money for a taxi?"

Haruto poked his head out to look. "No need for chasing. They're gone."

Eunwoo had booked the movie tickets for three o'clock that afternoon. As they had arrived relatively early, the two first took a shopping stroll around the mall below.

"That's right, why did you end up booking a hotel room back then?" Lisa suddenly remembered and asked. Eunwoo replied quite calmly, "Our chairman has very strict requirements for employees. He lets us stay in the hotel for a night to know the room layout and equipment. That way, if a guest ever asks 'Where is the remote control?' or 'Where is the hair dryer?', we are able to answer in a timely and accurate manner."

Lisa bought it. "Oh, I see, so that's how it is."

Eunwoo grinned and walked into a clothing store with her. This store sold clothes in the Japanese commuting style1, and Lisa often came here.
Recognizing her as a regular customer, the salesperson greeted her with great enthusiasm. But before she could open her mouth, she caught sight of Eunwoo trailing behind. The salesperson paused a moment in surprise, then turned back to Lisa with a smile. "Mrs. Jeon, what can I do for you?"

Eunwoo gave her an unfathomable look. Meanwhile, the salesperson kept up a professional smile.

Lisa walked about the store, picked up a knee-length A-line skirt, and held it in front of herself. "Does this come in any other colour?"

"It does." The salesperson picked out a black version and handed it to her, then asked, "Did Mr. Jeon not accompany you today?"

Lisa's hands halted, and she gave them a little smile. "I'm afraid that Mr. Jeon has been upgraded to the status of ex-husband."

The smile on the salesperson's face took on a distinctly awkward tilt. Handing her the skirt, Lisa requested, “Please wrap it up for me.”

Quickly returning to herself, the salesperson asked, “Would you like to try it on first?”

“No, thanks.” Lisa headed to the checkout counter to pay the bill. Before she could take her purse out, however, Eunwoo pulled out his bank card. The cashier hesitated. Lisa took out her own card and handed it over, "Use mine."

Eunwoo glanced over, an eyebrow raised. He was still standing in front of the cash register, card in hand. The cashier and salesperson exchanged glances, then the former took the card in Lisa's hand with a smile. "Thank you for coming."

With a chuckle, Eunwoo lowered his gaze and took his card back, accepting the loss gracefully. Having settled accounts, Lisa exited the store, carrying a paper bag with their logo. Walking alongside her with a little smile hanging about his lips, Eunwoo asked, "How much did Mr. Jeon invest in that store just now?"

Lisa smiled. Perhaps young girls were easily attracted to a boy who was good at math? Once, when she had come to this store with Jungkook, a nearby restaurant had been offering several discounts and a few girls in the store had been arguing over which was the best offer. Jungkook had stepped in to help them calculate the price of each discount and compare it to the original, thus developing the optimal solution. In less than half a minute, he had ground all their brains into powder.