Kim Seung Jong could only sigh when he returned to his home after paying a fine for driving a motorbike at a reckless speed.
Luckily he was not short of money to pay it.If that was his past life, perhaps he would have a hard time with it.
Even if the cake shop was successful, Kim Ha Seol was not rich enough to spend his money like flowing water like now.
If he didn't make 5 gambling houses go bankrupt to pay off this bastard Kim Seung Jong's debts, he would probably just live his ordinary life like before.
"......."
The house feels spacious considering that Kim Rok Soo is now probably in the hospital to be treated properly with the hospital looking after him.
The TV that was always turned on to see the idol's show was now off.
'Wait, is Kim Rok Soo can singing?'
Kim Rok Soo continues to practice his dancing, however, he never trains his vocals.
As an uncle, Kim Seung Jong must support Kim Rok Soo's dreams.
It's not that he lacks funds to support Kim Rok Soo.
'Yeah, let's do that.'
After all, he had promised himself to take good care of Kim Rok Soo before.
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"Rok Soo, I now have a dream that I want to make it happen like you!"
Park Jin Tae looks excited after coming back from school to visit Kim Rok Soo in the hospital.
Kim Rok Soo just nodded indifferently as he copied that day's learning notes from Park Jin Tae's book.
Likewise, with the homework the teacher gave that day.
"Can't you look at least a little excited?"
Park Jin Tae let out a short sigh seeing Kim Rok Soo who didn't care about him who had finally found what he wanted to do in the future.
"Okay, what is that? I hope it's not as absurd as wanting to fly."
Kim Rok Soo finally looked at Park Jin Tae and stopped his hand that was copying notes but was still chewing the apple with his other hand.
"Do I look that stupid!?"
Park Jin Tae felt wronged when Kim Rok Soo looked at him like an idiot.
But he still smiled and said out loud the dream he wanted to achieve this time.
"I want to be a national shooter! I want to hold a gun in my hand! Shoot the target precisely!"
Park Jin Tae said it excitedly as he imitated a gun hand as if he were shooting at a target.
"I wonder what it feels like when the bullet is fired. What kind of smell, what kind of bullet, and how many kinds of guns there are in this world, I want to try them all!"
Park Jin Tae really looks excited.
Kim Rok Soo raised his eyebrows hearing an unexpected dream from the idiot Park Jin Tae's mouth.
"It won't be easy."
Kim Rok Soo smiled and closed his book.
"Let's see what you have to learn if you want to become a national nat shooter."
Kim Rok Soo took the cell phone that Park Ye Jun gave him thinking Kim Rok Soo might be bored when he was alone.
Park Jin Tae smiled seeing Kim Rok Soo supporting his dream and sitting next to Kim Rok Soo.
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