Living Dangerously with a 999-Year-Old Gumiho – Chapter 90

When Nomi woke up and stepped into the living room, the morning sunlight was brightly illuminating the space.

Yoonhwa, Hyun, and Seojin, who had just rolled out of bed, greeted her.

“Good morning, Nomi!” Yoonhwa said with a smile. Hyun was already piling some apple pieces onto a plate and handed it to Nomi.

“How about starting the morning with some fresh apples?”

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Nomi accepted the apple pieces, and Seojin moved to sit next to her.

They shared the apples and engaged in light conversation.

In the relaxed morning atmosphere, Seojin glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

“Whoa, it’s already 10 o’clock!” she exclaimed in surprise.

Yoonhwa and Hyun looked at the clock and realized how fast time had flown.

After a brief moment of contemplation, Seojin continued,


“Mom and Dad told us to come to the office by 11 o’clock today.”

“I need to get ready to leave!”

There was an urgency in Seojin’s voice.

“Hyun, where’s my outfit?”

She stood up and started looking around for her clothes.

Hyun quickly responded to Seojin’s inquiry.

“Oh, your going-out clothes were washed last night and are hanging in the yard.”

He answered rapidly while putting on his shoes.

Hyun hurriedly opened the door to go outside but rushed back in, giving Seojin a flustered look.

After a moment of thought, Hyun grabbed an umbrella as if he made up his mind.

In the pouring rain, Hyun opened the umbrella and stepped into the yard.

Even in the rain and wind, he moved quickly, picking up the wet clothes one by one.

Trying to protect the clothes from getting soaked under the umbrella, Hyun returned inside, looking apologetically at Seojin.

“I’m really sorry, Seojin…”

“The clothes got all wet. I didn’t expect it to rain like this…”

His voice was filled with regret and fluster.

Seojin observed Hyun’s distress and pondered for a moment about what to do.

Just then, Yoonhwa spoke in a calm voice.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”

Yoonhwa naturally spread her hands towards the wet clothes, concentrating.

A soft light radiated from her fingertips, and the light spread out toward the wet garments.

In an instant, a magical wind wrapped around the clothes and began to dry them.

Thanks to Yoonhwa’s magic, the clothes visibly dried, and soon they were completely dry.

With an elegant smile, Yoonhwa looked at Hyun and Seojin.

“All good now!”

Yoonhwa said confidently. Seojin gazed at Yoonhwa with mixed surprise and gratitude.

“Wow, that’s amazing, Yoonhwa! Thank you!”

Nomi, listening with curious eyes to the conversation between Hyun and Seojin, couldn’t hide her excitement at the thought of rain and instantly dashed out of the living room.

“Rain!?”

Yoonhwa muttered in surprise at Nomi’s sudden action.

“I want to play in the rain too!!”

She hurried after Nomi, opening the door to the yard.

Yoonhwa and Nomi were joyfully playing in the rain, soaking wet.

Nomi burst into laughter, thoroughly enjoying the rain, and Yoonhwa joined in the pure joy, running around together.

Both were cherishing this precious moment, savoring the freshness of the rain and the beauty of nature.

Hyun watched them from inside the house, worry etched on his face.

“What if they catch a cold all wet like that?…”

He was concerned about the health of the two monsters as he observed Nomi and Yoonhwa having fun in the rain.

At that moment, Seojin approached Hyun. Knowing well the stamina of Yoonhwa and Nomi, she tried to reassure him.

“Don’t worry, Hyun. Neither Yoonhwa nor Nomi can catch a cold because they are monsters.”

Seojin smiled at Hyun as she spoke.

She received her dry and warm clothes from Hyun and headed to her room.

Before stepping inside to change, she took one last look at Yoonhwa and Nomi enjoying the rain, smiling contentedly.

The carefree joy and oneness with nature that Yoonhwa and Nomi enjoyed brought her small joy and peace as well.

When Seojin came out after changing, she returned to the living room.

Yoonhwa and Nomi were still having fun in the rain, and Hyun had slightly relaxed his worries as he waited for Seojin.

Seojin slung her bag over her shoulder and took one last look around the house before approaching Hyun.

“Hyun, do you have a spare umbrella?”

“I’ll return it later!”

Hyun pondered for a moment before responding quickly.

“Oh, here it is.”

He handed the umbrella he was holding to Seojin.

“Use this umbrella.”

“Be careful not to get wet!”

Seojin expressed her gratitude as she accepted the umbrella from Hyun.

“Thanks, Hyun!”

She looked at him with a heartfelt smile.

While Yoonhwa and Nomi were enjoying the rain, Seojin exchanged brief farewell words with Hyun.

“Yoonhwa, Nomi, I’m off first!”

“Don’t play too much! Keep it reasonable!”

Seojin waved as she shouted.

Yoonhwa and Nomi paused their play momentarily and waved back at Seojin.

“Take care, Seojin!”

Yoonhwa shouted with a smile.

Nomi cheerfully added, “Goodbye!!”

As Seojin opened the umbrella and left the house, Hyun closed the door to the yard from inside.

He watched through the window, looking at Yoonhwa and Nomi, who were still joyfully playing in the rain.

Even amid the rain, Yoonhwa and Nomi’s laughter echoed into the house, and their joy seemed to resonate with Hyun.

Yoonhwa was jumping around puddles like magic, making splashes, and Nomi followed her, erupting in laughter.

Their figures looked like they were dancing in the rain, expressing a sense of freedom as if becoming a part of nature.

Hyun gazed at them as he leaned against the window directed outside.

A soft smile graced his face, and warmth filled his eyes.

The pure joy and happiness of Yoonhwa and Nomi reflected in Hyun’s heart.

In that moment, he deeply felt the value of time spent with friends.

On the day when rain suddenly poured, a man stood on a bridge over a river.

Holding a soju bottle in one hand, he was drinking alone, drenched in the rain.

His face looked filled with deep contemplation and turmoil, as the raindrops scattering onto the river seemed to echo his complicated feelings.

The man’s eyes were fixed on the flowing river far beyond, his thoughts tangled in a maze of complexity.

Today, he was thinking about more things than usual, and each thought flowed through his heart like an endless river.

The rainy day atmosphere further emphasized his gloomy mood, and the soju bottle he held seemed to be the only escape from reality, albeit temporarily.

The man brought the soju bottle to his lips, hoping to momentarily escape the weight of reality through alcohol.

But it wasn’t enough to erase the deep sadness and frustration entirely.

The raindrops falling onto the river merged with his tears and disappeared into the water.

As the man placed his hand on the wet railing of the bridge and gazed deep into the abyss, his thoughts were sinking deeper into darkness.

Clutching the soju bottle tightly, he stood at a moment of heavy decision.

In this moment, a cold hand suddenly gripped his shoulder firmly.

The man turned in surprise to find a man with long hair wearing a hat standing before him.

The man momentarily froze, staring at the long-haired figure.

“I will help you.”

“Don’t do it.”

He spoke firmly.

His voice gave strength to the man, and at that moment of despair, an unexpected helping hand wrapped around him.

The man unconsciously let go of the soju bottle, and a tiny spark appeared in his eyes again.

The long-haired man carefully pulled him away from the bridge and said,

“Let’s go with me.”

“Don’t stay here alone in the rain.”

As the long-haired man gently took the man’s hand, the scenery around them changed in an instant.

The dark and gloomy atmosphere of the rainy riverside vanished, and they suddenly found themselves inside a strange house.

The house was filled with vintage decor and warm light, creating a completely different atmosphere from the rain-soaked outside.

The man looked around in surprise, astonished by the sudden transition.

Confused by this instant movement, he asked the long-haired man,

“W-What is happening??”

“Where am I?”

The long-haired man replied in a steady voice.

“I am a being who can grant your wishes.”

The man responded with a confused gaze, bewildered by the sudden change in circumstances and the long-haired man’s words.

“To grant wishes, is that really possible?… Where is this place, and who are you exactly?…”

The long-haired man answered calmly.

“This is my… home.”

“I brought you here to save you.”

Reading the man’s anxious gaze, the long-haired man tried to ease the atmosphere with a gentle smile.

“Don’t worry. Time here will be beneficial to you.”

He continued speaking in a calm voice.

“I already know your deep wish.”

“Please tell me what you truly desire.”

The man fell silent for a moment, his heart raced, and his mind was in turmoil. In the end, he resolved to voice his deep wish.

“Please… save my family!”

His voice was filled with longing.

The long-haired man nodded at his request.

“I can return your family to you.”

The long-haired man chuckled upon hearing the man’s desperate plea.

His laughter echoed through the house, resonating between the vintage decor and warm light, laced with joy.

The long-haired man extended his hand to the man, his voice rough yet gentle.

“Would you like to take my hand?”

He spoke kindly.

The man hesitated but carefully took the long-haired man’s hand.

The long-haired man held his hand in a cold yet warm embrace and introduced himself.

“I am Miryeong.”

His voice seemed to blend joy and sadness.

His face was filled with laughter.

The man held back tears as he introduced himself.

“I am Namgil…”

He conveyed his deep gratitude and continued speaking.

“Thank you so much.”

“For helping me like this…!”

Miryeong smiled softly and snapped his fingers.

In that moment, a strange energy spread throughout the room.

“Your wish has been granted.”

“Now go back home.”

He spoke kindly.

Namgil felt puzzled yet filled with great anticipation at Miryeong’s words.

He expressed his gratitude once more to Miryeong and decided to leave the house.

“R-Really??!!”

Namgil, encouraged by Miryeong’s final words, rushed out of the house.

The street in the rain was filled with puddles, but his steps didn’t falter.

He ran desperately toward his home.

Despite the slippery road and cold rain, his heart was solely focused on reuniting with his family.

Though he stumbled, scraping his knees and palms, Namgil didn’t care and got back up to keep running.

His breath came out ragged, but his heart was filled with hope. His mind was consumed with the single thought of reuniting with his family, making him oblivious to the pain.

The people on the street looked at him strangely, but Namgil paid no attention to their gazes.

What mattered most to him was simply arriving home. As rain and tears mingled and streamed down his face, he didn’t even care about that.

Finally, he arrived in front of his house.

Suppressing the overwhelming emotion swelling inside him, he opened the door and stepped inside.

As Namgil entered, his precious wife and his middle school second-year daughter greeted him.

They were taken aback at Namgil’s condition.

Seeing his face soaked with rain and tears, and blood dripping from his knees and palms, his wife anxiously asked,

“Darling, why are you hurt all over? What happened??”

His daughter also approached, surprised by her dad’s state of disarray.

“W-What happened..???”

When Namgil saw his family, he was overwhelmed with emotion.

He burst into tears and embraced his wife and daughter tightly.

“I’m okay, I’m okay…! I’m so happy to see you again…”

Namgil desperately wished that the tragedies that came before were all just a dream.

“It was just a nightmare…”

He muttered to reassure himself.

His daughter and wife were taken aback when Namgil hugged them while drenched in rain.

His daughter gazed at her father with puzzled eyes, not understanding his behavior, and expressed discomfort.

“Dad, what’s wrong? You’re all wet!!”

His wife felt the same way, getting angry at Namgil’s strange actions.

“Where did you get all wet from? Why are you covered in injuries??”

Seeing Namgil’s excited demeanor, his wife continued.

“First, go take a shower.”

“Your clothes are all wet, and your wounds look serious…”

Her voice mixed worry with a hint of panic.

Namgil nodded at his wife’s words and trudged toward the bathroom.

Although the joy of reuniting with his family filled his heart, his body felt cold and wet.

As time passed, Nomi and Yoonhwa, who had been happily playing in the rain outside, finally entered the house.

The two monsters, drenched from head to toe, stood in front of Hyun, their faces filled with laughter and joy.

As soon as Hyun saw them, he smiled and said,

“Wow, you two are all wet!”

Nomi, still excited, replied,

“It was so much fun!!”

“Water play is the best!”

Yoonhwa also approached Hyun with a smile.

“I know! It’s been ages since it rained! I’m so excited!”

Hyun felt his heart warm seeing their happy expressions, but he also worried about their health.

“Yeah, it looked fun. But you both need to take a shower.”

“You’re all wet, and if you catch a cold, it’ll be bad…”

Hyun paused momentarily, distracted by something.

Yoonhwa’s silk pajamas had become transparent from the rain, revealing her figure.

Hyun was flustered, not knowing how to react to the situation.

“Uh… Yoonhwa… your, um, clothes are a bit… well…”