“I’m home,” Chang-Sun said as he entered through the front door.

“Oh, my! You came home already? I thought you said the training would take more than three months…!” Chang-Sun’s mother, So Yu-Ha, emerged and greeted him in shock. Judging from her apron and the spatula in her hand, she must have been cooking dinner.

“The training ended earlier than I expected, so I came back early,” Chang-Sun explained.

“I would have prepared more dishes if I knew you were coming,” Yu-Ha said regretfully.

“It’s okay. I don’t mind waiting. Otherwise, we can order,” Chang-Sun reassured her.

“Nonsense. You’ve come back home after a long time, so you should eat a home-cooked meal.” Yu-Ha shook her head.

“Then, can I ask you a favor?” Chang-Sun asked.

“A favor?” Yu-Ha’s eyes widened; she was unable to understand Chang-Sun. As of late, he had been eating a lot. Could it mean he wanted to eat more home-cooked meals, as he had come back home after a long time?

Instead of answering her, Chang-Sun looked outside and called out, “What are you doing over there? Come in.”

Wondering who was outside, Yu-Ha followed Chang-Sun’s gaze. She was shocked to see a large, tall man outside, who seemed hesitant to enter.

“He’s…?” Yu-Ha trailed off.

“He’s my friend, and his name is Baek Gyeo-Ul. Come in,” Chang-Sun said, gesturing at Gyeo-Ul.

“E-Excuse me,” Gyeo-Ul...