[BL] Tired Of Living As An Omega

Chapter 8

'I guess the reason he let me into the house was to listen to the story first.'

The excitement of anticipation subsided quickly. It was a matter of course. If someone suddenly apologized for bothering him to the point of boredom, I would doubt them as well.

"There is no other purpose. I just came to apologize. You're recording, too. If I break my promise, I'll lose all my property, so why would I lie?"

Once I found my calmness again and said it, Seo Eun-soo looked at me with a look of distrust.

"I don't think I'm meant to hear that from someone who tried to kidnap me. Wouldn't it be easier to steal a cell phone than a person?"

'Oh dear...'

Seo Eun-soo's firm attitude with his arms folded was full of distrust. I understood. After all, I resent the real Sung Chan-young as well.

'Damn you, Seong Chan-young. No wonder your secretary asked if I was going to commit a crime when I called him.'

As an honest small citizen, I could never understand Seong Chan-young. Seong Chan-young must have been so bad that the kind Seo Eun-soo would take off the crane [1] like this. Sigh

"You haven't opened the envelope in the flower basket, have you?"

Seo Eun-soo nodded when I pointed to the colorful and fresh flower basket pushed into that corner. And he asked me with a creepy face.

"Yes, I haven't opened it yet. And...... stop using honorifics. It's scary to hear those from Seong Chan-young."

As expected, was it too much to use honorifics, unlike Seong Chan-young? I thought this was more appropriate for the apologist's attitude.

"Well...... I see. Then I'll speak informally again. Instead, you can talk to me casually. We're the same age."

In the original work, Seong Chan-young and Seo Eun-soo were the same age, and when they were young, they were also in the same class at the same school.

That's why I said it, but it was also rejected.

"Just continue using the honorifics. Since that's how Seong Chan-young and I used to talk in the beginning.

"......Do as you please, then."

Seo Eun-soo was constantly wary of me, like a cat with straight fur. It was an attitude of concern that if you let go of the word to me, you would be caught as a useless snitch later.

'It's a bit sad.'

Here, Seong Chan-young was not welcomed by anyone. It was self-fulfilling to go around doing bad things every day, but when the object became me, it was lonely and sad.

'Let's go farming now. I'm going to live there alone!'

Strengthening my determination to return to farming, I once again made Seo Eun-soo point to the flower basket and open the letter envelope in it.

"There, I wrote a memorandum on the flower basket that I won't be around you in the future."

"......that's true."

"I also got a notarization through a lawyer to ensure the legal effect. You don't have to worry about me breaking."

Before coming to meet Seo Eun-soo, a person was saved as a lawyer in parentheses when I searched the list of people stored in contacts.