"Mummm~ I'm home from school~"

Sliiide.

A girl coming in past the front door into a wide house, calling her greeting brightly.

"Mom! Guess what happened today? Honestly, Tae-ung says he'll take responsibility for me~! Ho ho hot. Funny, isn't it. But it didn't feel bad."

Jang Jiyu, not stopping her chatter even as she took her shoes off.

She stepped into an empty living room.

The helper who looks after the housework has already gone.

She finishes and leaves before Jang Jiyu comes home from school.

A house in which Jang Jiyu is alone every time she returns to it.

But today something was different.

"……!!"

One thing she had missed while behaving as she always did.

The air. The air was different.

And a pair of men's shoes standing in the entrance.

Only now did it strike her.

"Who…….”

Jang Jiyu, whose nerve is better than anybody's at Cheonghwa.

But she is, coldly speaking, still a minor.

There should have been nobody in the house at all.

And yet the back of somebody's head showed above the sofa.

"Sit."

"……!!"

Jang Jiyu gave a violent start.

A person who does not stay in this house as a rule.

A man who left his one and only daughter behind and went to a new wife and a new child.

The muscles of Jang Jiyu's face shivered.

The unannounced appearance of a presence she never wished to face.

"I have something to say to you."

At the man's words Jang Jiyu set her teeth and moved toward the sofa.

The man comes into view.

The biological father who drove her mother to her death, and has a record of laying hands on her when she was small.

"What is this about?"

Jang Jiyu asked in a cold voice.

Jang Yongguk, chairman of Sindo Group, looked at her.

There is no feeling in his daughter's eyes.

No — what shows is a desperate rage buried deep so as not to be let out!

"Sit down."

Jang Yongguk, who says only sit a second time, though this is a daughter he has…