I Don't Want To Do a Romantic Comedy With a Villain! - Chapter 167

Episode 167

Epilogue: Last Chapter (2)

The first thing Min-joo did was sign a contract with a theater company after Vehen introduced her, and after that, other theater companies that found out about the contract conditions lined up to sign contracts, and Min-joo even became a sought-after employer who wanted to sign contracts.

They received criticism from others, saying they wouldn’t make any profit because they invested in secret, and faced criticism about how other employers would manage the theater if they spent so much money.

Min-joo ignored them and did what she had to do, and made more money than she invested.

If it weren’t for Vehen’s help in the beginning, it would have been difficult, but even if it took time, Min-joo would have achieved similar results.

Vehen complimented, clapping his hands clumsily.

“Just say it. Clapping feels so awkward.”

“I could compliment you, and you’d say something.”

“You don’t mean it.”

“Can’t you feel the sincerity in the applause?”

“I can’t see it.”

“That’s ridiculous.”

Bickering had become a daily routine. Min-joo smiled contentedly and laid her head on Vehen’s lap without any purpose.

Vehen gently stroked Min-joo’s head.

“What do you want to eat?”

“Anything. I’m not hungry anyway because I’ve been sitting for so long.”

“You should eat properly.”

Vehen said gently, pinching Min-joo’s cheek and poking her earlobe.

As Min-joo squirmed, Vehen chuckled softly.

“Who was the one not eating properly?”

“It’s not me.”

“You have no conscience. Seriously.”

Min-joo exclaimed. Vehen seemed to be getting more shameless.

Like a shameless potato. As a reprisal, Min-joo pressed Vehen’s thigh firmly.

Vehen suddenly jerked and bent over.

Their faces were close. Vehen’s ears turned red.

As if reproaching Min-joo, Vehen raised one corner of his mouth.

“Is it okay to do this in public?”

Was it a sin to stimulate the thigh? Before Min-joo could say anything, Vehen kissed her.

There was no chance to look around. Anyway, the room was covered with curtains, and no people were coming and going.

Min-joo put her arm around Vehen’s neck and kissed him. The wine tasted on their lips.

* * *

The train journey was enjoyable. The food provided was decent, and people bustled around the train that stopped at each station, making it feel like a real journey.

At night, they shared earphones connected to the phone they had prepared in advance and watched movies they had saved.

Vehen watched the historical drama without asking any questions, perhaps because it was a period film. The boring night could be spent watching movies.

They fell asleep while watching the movie and woke up in the morning to wash up and have a meal.

The changing scenery outside the window was breathtaking. When passing steep hills, the forests and rivers beyond the hills were beautiful.

Min-joo, moved by the sentiment, leaned against Vehen and shared earphones. Her favorite idol’s song played.

“Do you like the song?”

“It’s tacky.”

“That’s too much. It’s my favorite idol’s song.”

“It’s short for a song that makes you want to clap your hands in wonder.”

Should she say he’s quick-witted?

Vehen, who changed the subject quickly, looked out the window as he coughed.

Soon, buildings began to appear sparsely, indicating their imminent arrival at Paital.

“I don’t think this journey is too bad.”

Min-joo’s eyes sparkled. They shimmered coolly as if they were filled with black glass beads.

Vehen quietly gazed at Min-joo’s face for a moment before gently kissing her cheek.

Even with the sudden kiss, Min-joo smiled softly as if she had melted into the water like a dissolved cotton candy, without showing any signs of being flustered.

“Can I assume you also answered that you like me?”

“As long as I’m with you, everything’s good.”

“My hands and feet feel weak.”

“I’ll stretch them out for you.”

Vehen held Min-joo’s hand. It was obvious he wanted to hold hands everywhere, but Min-joo didn’t mind.

They leaned against each other while holding hands and looked out the window.

Time passed unnoticed as they listened to music through their earphones.

As buildings passed by in rapid succession, Paital, with its splendid buildings, came into view.

The train soon made a loud noise, slowing down as it approached the station and finally came to a halt.

A maid came in to tidy up their belongings, and Min-joo and Vehen prepared to leave.

“The wedding is tomorrow, right?”

“Yeah, tomorrow.”

“Then see you tomorrow.”

When they left the station, carriages were waiting for Min-joo and Vehen respectively.

The maid carried Min-joo’s luggage to her carriage, and they left with Vehen.

The carriage moved forward across the road.

Paital remained the same. It was unbelievable that a revolution had occurred.

It flowed naturally, like time passing by. Like winter passing and spring arriving.

New blue leaves sprouted on the branches, and the snow had melted, leaving the ground damp.

People’s clothes had become lighter, and their winter-chapped faces had dried out.

‘Should I continue living here?’

Leaning against the window frame, Min-joo looked up at the blue sky.

She still had two more years to graduate from college, and even if she got a job, she couldn’t do it here.

‘If I marry Vehen and stay here…’

Would her status disappear in Korea?

Would all the connections and goals she made in Korea vanish? Should she be prepared to abandon everything and come here?

They talked about getting married, something couples often talked about.

Even if Robert occasionally teleported her, she couldn’t ask her to do it until she died.

Moreover, if something happened to her family, how would she know and return to Korea?

‘I’m not sure about making a decision so easily…’

She just turned twenty-four, is it too early to be thinking about marriage? Min-joo wanted to focus on her career until she turned thirty and then slowly consider marriage.

Vehen is from here, and even if he comes to Korea with her, he might not be able to adapt.

Min-joo should stay here. It was unthinkable to part ways, and it was impossible to travel between Korea and here on imaginary days.

‘It’s not easy to give up everything for love.’

Min-joo was that kind of person. She wasn’t someone who could give everything to one person by repeatedly regressing for love like Vehen, and she had her own desires.

Although she wouldn’t tell Vehen to do what she wanted if she spoke up… Min-joo didn’t want to leave Vehen.

‘Above all, I’m precious, and Vehen isn’t any less precious.’ 

Perhaps she would have given up long ago and married Vehen if she had a body like Neriant’s that couldn’t return.

She might have entrusted everything to Vehen, enjoyed the life of a noblewoman, or struggled to manage Hiltate and sit on a money cushion.

But it’s just a hypothetical. Min-joo had a choice.

‘I wish even the internet was available.’

If it were, she might have settled here without any hesitation.

What worried her the most was her family. She worried that she wouldn’t be able to be by their side if her younger sister got married or if her family suffered a serious injury.

She might miss her friends and feel lonely because she misses Korean culture, goods, and food.

She felt suffocated. Even if she opened the window to enjoy the spring breeze, her heart felt heavy.

‘Vehen, what choice would you make?’

What would he do? She doesn’t know. She just can’t bring herself to make a decision.

Choosing this place feels like abandoning her family, and choosing Korea feels like abandoning all the connections she’s made with Vehen and this place.

She doesn’t want to become a bad person, and she doesn’t want to receive resentful feelings from anyone.

She knows it’s selfish, but Min-joo just wants to keep agonizing like this.

She closed her eyes and then opened them.

They were getting closer and closer to home. She could see the familiar road.

If they continued down this road for two more blocks, a white building would appear. That’s where Min-joo lived.

Her hair fluttered in the wind.

“Min-joo! Welcome back!”

She heard a familiar voice. It was Chichen’s.

The carriage stopped and the luggage was unloaded. Chichen and Genshtar were waiting.

“Please give me the luggage. Wasn’t the journey tiring?”

“Min-joo, I went to see my family this time, and my child has already grown to the point where he can touch my calves.”

Genshtar took the luggage, and Chichen linked her arm with Min-joo’s and chattered away.

“You’re here already? You should enjoy your vacation more.”

Although she had a fairly long vacation. Min-joo smiled, stretching her eyebrows.

“But in the end, home is still the best.”

At Chichen’s cheerful response, Genshtar nodded in agreement.

Their reaction made her feel emotional for no reason. She choked up realizing that this place had become home to them too.

“Besides, there’s the wedding schedule tomorrow, right? I have to help.”

“You came to help me?”

“As a side benefit.”

Chichen sniffed, wrapping one arm around Min-joo. The woman looked so reliable like a little squirrel that Min-joo suppressed a chuckle.

Genshtar opened the door and spoke.

“I thought you two might be hungry because you haven’t had a proper meal, so I’m here.”

It was a meal-worthy statement. Min-joo eventually burst into laughter.

The three of them chattered as they entered the house.

“Chichen, the baby is already reaching your calves? Is he already walking?”

“Yes! Babies grow faster than you think.”

“That’s right. Babies grow really fast.”

It felt like a lived-in home. The warmth and noise filled the place in an instant, and their familiar footsteps found their respective roles.

‘As expected, I can’t make decisions quickly.’

Her nose tingled. She needs to think a little more.

Chichen grabbed Min-joo’s arm and dragged her along to choose a dress together. The footsteps were bustling.

* * *

Today is the wedding day.

It’s not Min-joo and Vehen’s wedding, it’s the day of Neriant and Ceteran’s wedding.

The day started when Chichen opened the curtains wide.

She woke up Min-joo who loved to sleep in, fed her, and waited for her to shower.

When Min-joo came out with wet hair wrapped in a towel, Chichen’s busy hands started their work.

“You agreed to wear a dress, so we have to make you look pretty.”

“I don’t need to be prettier than the bride.”

“No, you have to be even prettier!”

Her hands dressing Min-joo were diligent yet delicate.

Min-joo refused Chichen’s offer to help with makeup and tidied up her skin with Korean skincare products.

It hadn’t been long since Min-joo revealed the fact that she teleported to Chichen.

The observant Chichen suspected that Min-joo wasn’t from this world, but the decisive moment was when Min-joo didn’t put away her laptop while rolling on the bed.

Min-joo sweated explaining teleportation to Chichen, and Chichen was so shocked to learn that the Robert she had been taking care of was a sorcerer that she nearly fainted.

“I’m still dumbfounded. Robert is a sorcerer. I would have run to worship her if I hadn’t listened to you.”

Chichen is more affectionate than she thought. Kind and meticulous.

It hurts a bit to think that such a kind child lived as a spy.

Min-joo applied foundation to her skin. Thud, Chichen looked at the cushion being patted and pursed her lips.

“So, Lady Velirian is getting married without being discharged? Is it okay to do that?”

Neriant faced many hardships while preparing for the wedding.

Some concerns being an empress and performing military duties could affect the military and someone who should prioritize safety more than anyone else.

At that time, Neriant silenced the nobles with one sentence, what did she say?

‘If I’m going to ruin the country just by protecting it as an empress, isn’t that ridiculous? Are you telling me to be an empress in such a country?’

She said.