"Mum! Mum! This time I discovered a talent of mine I never knew about! Hahahaha."

"Y-you did?"

Go Mihui, home late because there had been an event at the hotel today.

An international event hosted by the presidential office ran on at the Ilseong Hotel until the afternoon.

A VIP instruction had come that she must attend in particular, so she could not be away from the place either.

She had brought a body aching with built-up tiredness through the clearing up as well, and come home.

Her son, who had gone to Jeju for the MT, was back a day early.

The excitement of the MT seemed not to have gone off him yet, and her son looked to be in good spirits.

A son who has never once laughed as loud and free as that or called her Mum with any pleasure in it.

Go Mihui was privately thrown, and even so she looked at her son with pleasure.

His face had browned slightly in the space of one day, and it looked healthy.

A son who has always been calm and quiet, holding his feelings in and letting them out under control.

At present he shows the look of an excited high school pupil, just like children of ordinary families.

"I split firewood with an axe, whack! And it took the stress right out of me!"

"An axe? The axe I know of??"

Go Mihui gave a violent start. For fear he would hurt himself, she has always kept him in hand at home and would not let him so much as hold a paring knife.

A child who has never handled even a basic tool, splitting firewood with an axe?

"We grilled samgyeopsal over charcoal, straight on the flame…… Was pork always that good?"

"……." Go Mihui does not know the taste of samgyeopsal well either. Pork is hardly used as an ingredient in the house.

Meat is kept to hanwoo, Australian lamb and free-range chicken, and nothing outside that.

"I shall grill some for you myself in the yard sometime."

"Mm?"

Go Mihui was thrown…