[BTS Kim Seok-jin's Bing-ui-geul] Episode 1 of Dating Single Dad Kim Seok-jin

Episode 1 :: Rainbow Rice Cake

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""Hello, this time on the 9th floor
I came here to deliver rice cakes after moving here."

"Thank you. Please take care of me."

Ah, finally finished... Now only 12 floors left. When I checked the remaining plates, all the rice cakes that were there were gone. Did I make a mistake when I bought them? I crouched down anxiously and looked at the plates, and luckily there was one rice cake left. But...

""...Rainbow rice cake?""

It's driving me crazy. But no matter how I looked, all that was left was rainbow rice cakes.

If a person who moved in were to give rice cakes and give them rainbow rice cakes instead of sirutteok and ask for their help, what would be their reaction··· ^^

Just thinking about how the other person would react made my head spin.

Ah, I can't go back to the rice cake shop to buy some more, and I can't tell the truth and be treated like an even weirder person.

Knock knock.

""··· huh?""

"Huh?"

""huh···?""

"Who are you, Ayeonma? This is my house?"

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When I looked back, a small girl with her hair tied up in two pigtails was staring at me with her big, wide eyes.

Oh... so cute. It looks like the kid who lives here.

Room 1202? Here?

The child nodded to my question.

Then, should I just give him some rice cake?

Since he's still young, he probably won't know the difference between sirutteok and rainbow rice cake. (Trick)

""Honey, are your parents at home?""

""no.""

""Ah... My sister moved to the 9th floor?
So, take this rice cake and go home.""

"I don't know the secret number···"

Huh···? You don't know the front door password···?

Eventually, I was even more embarrassed when my child asked me if I could open it for him.

If I just go home like this, won't the child be left alone?

Looking at her carrying a yellow daycare bag, she seemed younger than I thought.

Then I asked if he knew his parents' phone numbers, and he started counting the numbers on his fingers, saying "010-120..." But it didn't last long before he stopped at 010-120. While I was wondering if I should wait until my parents came,

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""who are you?""

··· Purple hair?

""dad!""

"Kim Yeo-jin, your father told you not to go out alone."

dad···?

"This girl gave me rice cakes!"

"Who is this girl?"

""They moved to the 9th floor!""

The father of this child, who had vaguely figured out who I was, finally let his guard down and accepted the rice cake.

Her name is Yeojin? Same. Yeojin's father thanked me and went inside the house with Yeojin.

But there was another child besides Yeojin. Yeojin's father was carrying her, and he looked quite tired.

""Then now I've distributed all the rice cakes.
""Let's start by unpacking.""

After the female protagonist returned to my house, Seokjin.

""···Rainbow rice cake?""

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""Let's break up.""

""··· what??""

""Oh, I'm really sorry, but I'm more sorry than you
I met a good girl.""

And that night, after wearing clothes I bought with my own money and eating the chicken I bought with my own money with my plump lips from fillers I got, my now ex-boyfriend Park Jimin, who had broken up with me as if nothing had happened, honestly confessed to me that he had cheated on me.

"I don't have any room in my heart right now.
"Let's break up, okay?"

"".. No, you crazy bastard, the chicken is good
""What are you talking about after eating it?""

""Then don't complain because you ate chicken.
"Shall I make a chicken sound? Cock-a-doodle-doo?""

I wondered what on earth she was talking about when she discovered that the man she had been dating for three years was crazy.

Then I'll go.

I was dumbfounded for a while as Park Jimin opened the front door without a care.

How much have I done for you... If you're going to break up, take it all back and leave... Fuck... It was so unfair.

When Hyun-ta arrived late and went to confront Park Jimin, it was already too late.

Shit. That kid runs so fucking fast.

I was standing in front of the apartment security door, crying miserably, sighing, when I heard a noise next to me and opened my head to see a man smoking a cigarette and looking at me.

"It's a rainbow rice cake."

It was purple hair.