“Has Kang Junu’s mother really come?”

“It’s chief Go Mihui, right enough.”

“Why?”

“Isn’t it because of yesterday’s business?”

The third-year classrooms on the new building side were in an uproar, as though a hornets’ nest had been stirred.

Class one is quiet as a dead mouse because of Kang Junu’s proclamation.

The other classes, by contrast, were extremely noisy.

Following yesterday’s sashimi charge by the Maths Thug Lee Jangyong, a parents’ meeting called in emergency.

Chief Go Mihui — last year’s parents’ association president, Kang Junu’s mother and Ilseong Group’s direct line — has come to the school.

Not a thing easily seen.

“They say Ha Tae-ung and Teacher An Hyeonju were called in too?”

“Why??”

“I don’t really know either, but…….”

“Lee Jeongjun got dumped by Junu, didn’t he.”

“Ah!”

“If it’s Ju Miju…….”

“Then why is chief Go Mihui here?”

They are children who have picked upper-class politics up since they were small.

Each of them brought out a deduction.

Not one of them could produce an answer that settled the thing.

Because of her son, the Misery aunt has caused an incident.

Jang Jiyu, sitting at the back of the classroom, quietly guessed at the content of the affair.

Lee Jeongjun, who used to look at her without knowing his own place.

Even if her dad pushes her into it, she has no thought of becoming a member of that household.

Yesterday Ha Tae-ung cleaned Lee Jeongjun out properly.

Kang Junu joined in on top of it and drove him out.

Ha Tae-ung’s assets…… go past a trillion. And they mean to do what with a boy like that? Funny.

In a capitalist society money is power.

Set the Haryun Group bloodline aside, and the coin profit, which is as good as cash, goes past a trillion.

He is not a being that the likes of a Ju Miju thrown out by Hanguk Group can take on.

And Kang Junu……

Kang Junu, who looks to be meaning to support Ha Tae-ung properly.

A sight like that is a first for Jang Jiyu too.

Chief Go Mihui’s visit to the school at this point is naturally Kang Junu’s thinking.

Chief Go Mihui, who can throw everything into her son’s business.

The board has grown larger.

“I’m going mad with curiosity…….”

“Shall we go and look?”

“The lesson’s started, hasn’t it?”

“The teacher isn’t coming either, is he.”

Children of the upper class they may be, they are still minors.

Curiosity had overwhelmed them.

“Have you all got time to spare?”

Just then Jang Jiyu’s ringing voice sounded through the classroom.

“…….”

The classroom, gone still in an instant.

“Do you study better than me?”

“…….”

At Jang Jiyu’s cruel truth arriving without warning, the children dropped their heads.

The position of Sindo Group’s eldest daughter overwhelmed the class’s wishes.

“Switch your attention off and study. It isn’t a place for you or for the other parents to come into anyway.”

The second strike of truth, following it.

“…….”

The other party is Jang Jiyu, at whom anger cannot be shown.

Every one of the children took up a pen.

But the difference in standing and in level was not going to change for any amount of studying.

An affair that, exactly as Jang Jiyu said, is no place for them to come into.

Pressing their curiosity down and down, they forced themselves to concentrate on solving problems.

If Mom were here at a time like this……

Jang Jiyu called her mother to mind.

The mistress of Sindo Group, who would have boasted a power no less than Kang Junu’s mother’s.

A hard press.

Jang Jiyu quietly bit at her lip.

A longing that pushes in thickly, today of all days.

Ju Miju-ajumma…… take a proper hiding today!

Jang Jiyu, sending a spark flying for no reason.

Scraaape.

The officers who had been sitting rose reflexively from their seats.

The present parents’ association president is Ju Miju.

The year has changed, but Go Mihui is a former parents’ association president too.

The appearance of the true president, whom all of them had acknowledged.

Go Mihui’s bearing is different.

A plain ivory two-piece skirt suit went well with hair worn in a wave.

Make-up and accessories that are not excessive.

A self-luminous aura dominated the meeting room space at a stroke.

Wh— why has that one come!

Ju Miju confirmed Go Mihui and was startled badly.

The root that always made her shrink!

Go Mihui had been an object of comparison since they were small.

No — because of her she was disregarded every time.

Hanguk Group’s ceiling was a clear one.

The Ilseong family, by contrast, is a top-tier chaebol group of the Republic of Korea.

Fortunately Kang Junu and Lee Jeongjun were in different year groups.

Last year Go Mihui was parents’ association president and Kang Junu was elected student council president in the second semester.

Nobody held any dissatisfaction.

They were the mother and son who suited Cheonghwa High School best.

But this year the atmosphere was different.

Because of Ju Miju the reputation that had been built up has been shaved away.

Had she not been Hanguk Group’s direct line she would not have taken the president’s seat.

And onto a board like that the former parents’ association president, chief Go Mihui, has walked.

Clack. Clack.

Go Mihui, moving her steps toward the president’s seat.

“……??”

Everybody wore a puzzled expression.

The unhesitating progress of a former parents’ association president who has appeared without notice.

Snap.

Go Mihui came to a stop in front of a Ju Miju sitting in her seat.

And she smiles.

At the small smile the surroundings brightened.

She is a Go Mihui who once passed as the flower of Ilseong Group.

“Miju-ya.”

“……!!”

Go Mihui, calling Ju Miju’s name lightly.

For a moment Ju Miju’s eyes went wide.

“Would you move aside for a moment?”

She demanded the president’s seat boldly.

A statement only Go Mihui could spit out against a Ju Miju.

“…….”

Ju Miju’s feelings, her body trembling in a faint tremor, were complicated.

Inwardly she wants to refuse boldly, but…….

“Oh my, unnie. I’m sorry. Ho ho ho ho.”

Along with a laugh that seems excessive, she lifted a heavy backside from the seat.

Mm?

Chief Go Mihui, appearing in the middle of my gathering force to send the Nation’s Bitch Ju Miju off in one blow.

Kang Junu’s mother and the Ilseong Hotel’s owner.

She is a former parents’ association president, but the real thing is a first for me too.

She is more beautiful than when I saw her on television.

Wow!

A strong and bright golden light pours out of her.

Fitting for the princess of Ilseong Group, number one in the chaebol world.

“Thank you~”

Lightly overpowering Ju Miju, she sits in the president’s seat.

Ju Miju demurely sets her backside down in the vacant vice president’s seat.

The rotten-smile expression on her is a sight to see.

Against that, a quiet chief Go Mihui.

I have heard the rumour that she has a chronic illness.

With a quiet force that does not suit a lean build, she took command of the meeting room.

The power of Ilseong!

Admiration burst out inside me of itself.

In that moment.

“Are you Tae-ung?”

Chief Go Mihui asked it looking at me.

A glittering gaze, full of curiosity.

“I greet you for the first time. Eomeonim(TL: the respectful form for another person’s mother).”

I bowed my head lightly and greeted her.

Exactly then.

“Who is your mother!!”

(End of Chapter 120)