I Quit My Job and Run a Café - Chapter 205



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Episode 205

The teacher decided to stay at our house.

And Woo Da-yeon asked Han Song-i, and fortunately, she readily agreed.

I was so happy that I thought it would be fun, to the point where I was embarrassed.

I’m not the type of person who likes strangers that much, so how did I end up like this?

If it’s a positive change, I’m grateful for the change, and I’m glad that drinks are free during Woo Dayeon’s stay.

‘Then the issue of staying has been resolved.’

Now all that remains is to find out more about the teacher’s condition and what to do.

I also kept in mind that if it was a physical illness rather than a mental illness, I would need to go to the hospital.

“mister!”

As soon as I had that sorted out in my head, Su-ah opened the door and came running.

Oh, he’s still on vacation.

Until this week, I guess.

“oh!”

When they opened the door, thinking no one was there, they saw Mr. Heo Jeong and Woo Da-yeon, and everyone laughed lightly at the sight of Su-ah covering her mouth with both hands.

But why did you come running like this?

“What’s so urgent?”

“No, that’s it.”

Su-ah approached cautiously, keeping an eye on the customers. It seemed like she had no intention of causing any inconvenience to the cafe.

Thanks to that, the smiles on both their lips deepened, so it seems they achieved their goal, although it was a bit different from what they had intended.

“Song Song-i told me to learn how to draw from the old man.”

“Painting? To me? Why?”

“Sister Song Song can’t teach.”

“ah.”

They may seem like just close neighborhood friends, but in fact, Han Song-i was a genius.

Not only was he talented at storytelling, but he was also talented at drawing.

And in cases where talent is born like this, there are often such types.

‘Why doesn’t this work?’

I don’t understand.

Why can’t others do what I can do as easily as breathing?

It was like asking a fish how to swim. It was like asking how to do something that it was born with.

Well, there are some people who aren’t like that, but I guess Hansong isn’t one of those people.

“Really? But why are you suddenly drawing?”

“Before becoming an idol, you have to learn something like this.”

“……who?”

“He’s a friend who experienced being a trainee with me. I can’t lose to him since it’s the trend these days!”

Learning to dance and sing must be tough enough, but having to learn those things too. Being an idol is truly an extreme job.

If you think about it, what job isn’t an extreme job?

“So I told Sia to learn composition and lyrics.”

“… … Isn’t that more difficult?”

“That’s right in the image. Sia seems like the type who just exudes genius on her own.”

“you?”

“I’m definitely a hip artist, so painting is a perfect fit for me!”

Woo Da-yeon, who was listening from the side, burst out laughing at Soo-ah’s confident appearance.

Although he quickly got back on track, he still couldn’t stop Su-ah’s gaze from turning towards him.

“I don’t know exactly. I don’t know much about drawing either. I just draw.”

By gaining Hansong’s talent.

So it wasn’t easy to tell.

I guess it would be better if it was woodworking or making drinks.

“Oh, and the grandfather here is the teacher to you.”

“Huh?! Sir, teacher?… … H, maybe the principal?”

Mr. Heo Jeong is about that old, but of course it wasn’t.

But why are you flustered when I say teacher? Is it some kind of knee jerk reaction?

I wondered how on earth he was able to get to school like that.

“He’s not a real teacher, but I just call him that because he helped me a lot when I was working at the company.”

“Ah. Thank goodness. I thought you were the principal again. The nagging king.”

“I see.”

I find it more surprising that you are being scolded by the principal.

Don’t you usually get scolded directly by the principal?

He really is a guy who lives life in an interesting way.

“Who is this little kid?”

“Oh, he’s a kid who lives in the same town. He lives right next door and comes to the cafe often.”

Teacher Heo Jeong also asked if he was curious about Su-ah.

I gave him a brief introduction of both sides.

“Aha! Wow! So you are a human cultural asset?”

“… … Heh heh. Something like that.”

“What did you make??”

“Well, we also restored the old palace cultural assets.”

Su-ah showed great curiosity at Mr. Heo Jeong’s words.

He was a crazy guy. He came here saying he wanted to learn how to draw, and then he suddenly showed interest in people.

“Then Grandpa, please teach me carpentry!”

“Huh?”

“I’m going to become an idol. When I become famous later, I’ll call you my grandfather’s disciple!”

Teacher Heo Jeong seemed embarrassed by Su-ah’s bold words.

Well, who would be able to do that in front of a teacher?

In that sense, he was really great.

Even the teacher is flustered.

“Your disciple is already here, so you can’t do it.”

“Oh! Sister, you’re Grandpa’s disciple? But when did we meet last time?”

Su-ah tilted her head while looking at Woo Da-yeon.

Now that I think about it, was Su-ah there when Woo Da-yeon came? I think so.

Well, it wasn’t that important.

“Then I will be your disciple, unnie!”

What to do with him was more urgent.

No. Rather, is it okay that all my attention is focused on Su-ah right now?

“I’m not yet capable of receiving a disciple?”

“Hey~ If you’re the disciple of Grandfather, a human cultural asset, aren’t you good at it? Or you’re going to be good at it now. So I’ll just say you’re my sister’s disciple. Then you’re the disciple of Grandfather’s disciple!”

I don’t know what the logic is, but everyone was pushed by Su-ah’s momentum and that’s how it turned out.

Udayeon isn’t a weak-willed person, you know.

When I first saw him, I thought he was a rider. He was wearing a cropped T-shirt and he looked very unusual.

Of course, I’m just wearing comfortable clothes now, but they’re just clothes that are good for learning woodworking.

Needless to say, Teacher Heo Jeong just opened his mouth to listen to Su-ah’s words.

Then, out of the blue, I ended up opening a one-day class.

‘Is this how it is?’

Even I became so absorbed in the fairy tale that I ended up setting up a workbench in the vacant lot.

We have hand tools in the warehouse, and we made a simple workbench. The three of us, Udayeon, me, and the teacher, worked together. It was done in no time.

“You want to make something simple, like a sculpture?”

“yes!”

And today’s class content has been decided.

It was wood carving.

It was a technique used in many woodworking fields, including hollowing out a tree to make things like kitchen utensils.

It wasn’t difficult to teach it because it was something that could be done by hand, not by machine.

Of course, the one teaching was Mr. Heo Jeong.

“You shouldn’t apply too much force, but you shouldn’t use too little either.”

It seems that Su-ah likes him because he teaches so seriously.

As I looked at that sight, the worries I had about the teacher until just now seemed to disappear… … .

Shiver shiver!

The teacher’s hands trembled as he tried to demonstrate.

“Huh? Grandpa, why are you so nervous? Oh! Are you nervous because of me? Is it because you have such a cute prospective idol watching you?”

It’s not easy to say that with your own mouth.

Because of that, it seemed like Professor Heo Jeong forgot to shake his hand for a moment, but after a while, he suffered from the same symptoms again.

And at the same time, my aura got worse. I thought I would feel better after drinking a beverage… … .

‘What? Why are you doing that?’

Why would you wave your hands like that when you’re not doing anything really important?

Doesn’t that seem like it’s not just alcohol dependence?

If that was the case, I should have continued to tremble from the previous actions, but that wasn’t the case.

It felt kind of intermittent.

That was clearly a psychological reason.

That’s what I was told based on my experience dealing with many customers.

“Oh, right. Is that the wood?”

“That’s fine. How much do you want?”

“No, I just like it. You don’t have to give me something that expensive.”

“Don’t worry. You can always take it back.”

“Hey, you came here with heavy hands, so you should leave with light hands.”

“… … Are you kidding me?”

“Isn’t it fun?”

“You’ve become a worthless bastard.”

First, I moved Mr. Heo Jeong aside and changed the topic to wood. Then, I naturally left Su-ah’s woodworking class to Woo Da-yeon.

“But your grandfather isn’t here anymore, so what are you going to do about it?”

“Oh, right. I made something. Would you like to see it?”

“You?”

“Would you be surprised if you saw it?”

First, he showed me a table and chairs in a shelter under the shade of a tree.

Teacher Heo Jeong looked at it as if it was amazing.

and…….

“Huh? You did this?”

“Are you okay?”

“It’s not just okay… … What were you doing while I wasn’t looking?”

Seeing the surprised expression on his face makes me feel proud for some reason.

Besides this, they also showed me grinders and other things.

Every time, the teacher looked at me as if he found it strange.

I thought he knew how to design, but I can’t believe he did something like this.

“teacher.”

The two of them entered the cafe quietly and called out in a slightly lower voice.

Now I felt like I really had to ask.

“Is something wrong?”

“… … That guy said that?”

“That too, and it seems like you’re shaking. Is there anything wrong with you?”

“… … That’s not it. It’s just because I’m old.”

“yes?”

“The doctor said that because of aging, your muscles won’t recover like they used to.”

I wonder if you’ve come to a cafe and feel a little better now.

The teacher spoke calmly, as if he knew why I was asking this.

But contrary to expectations, it was not a psychological reason, but a physical one.

“Muscles? Where did you hurt yourself?”

“I just got slightly hurt.”

“Where?”

“Hand. I went because my hand hurt a little. It happens often, so I was just going to put on a patch or something, but it kept hurting. So I went to see. And this is what they said.”

And after that, strangely, whenever I tried to exert force, my hands would start shaking like that.

It used to only happen when I was working, but now it happens in my daily life too.

That’s also why my hands were shaking when I held the cup earlier.

Where on earth did you get hurt that your hand ended up like that?

“Have you been to other hospitals?”

“If I go, they’ll all say the same thing.”

“But why don’t you try going somewhere else?”

“Okay. Now, what? We’ve got that guy here anyway. It’s time to stop.”

Considering his condition, he must have been very heartbroken to say that.

That seemed worse.

‘Even though you’re old, you’re still healthy enough to do more work, right?’

Suddenly, I had a feeling that I gave up too quickly.

“I heard you were old not long ago, so I guess it’s time to go now.”

“Hey, that’s not it.”

“Didn’t that kid call me grandfather too?”

“Well, do you think it’s time for Grandpa to leave? Before he left, my grandfather would laugh and chat with the people here, and he would even make drinks for them.”

Oh my, I never thought I’d say something like this to a teacher.

Now I think I understand the teacher’s psychology to some extent.

First of all, let’s put aside whether there is an injury or not and whether there is recovery. That’s something the hospital will have to look into.

But that feeling of lack of confidence, depression and weakness… … .

‘Why did I have to hear that it was because of aging?’

You probably already knew that, but hearing it from the doctor’s mouth didn’t it feel like a kind of sentence?

Now, my active duty has ended.

I’ve never been in that situation before, so it’s hard for me to empathize, but I understand the situation itself.

A feeling of emptiness.

Isn’t that what brought things to this point?

Not only for humans, but for all living things, there is something unstoppable called time.

But that doesn’t mean that everyone can easily accept that time.

It’s a shame, and it’s also unfair.

But then again, my body and head don’t follow…

Could it be that the teacher’s condition is a result of frustration?

‘I really didn’t know that such a confident person would do something like that.’

I was worried, thinking that there was something serious.

Of course, that doesn’t mean it’s okay. But if it’s not a serious illness but a condition like that… … Telling me to come to the cafe might have been a stroke of genius.

“Then are your hands still shaking? Or are you not able to control them delicately?”

“I don’t have the strength anymore.”

“Then why don’t you rest here for a few days? Were you trying to do something with that hand?”

“……greatness.”

“Just do nothing and rest. If you’re really bored, why don’t you come over here and pull out some weeds and rest?”

At first, that seemed right.

Typically, the first person to fall down is someone who has overcome obstacles by just looking forward and using their talent and unique temperament, so they should also know how to stop and look back.

And the hands… … I need to take a closer look.