Your Commander-in-Chief – Chapter 323

The moment I stepped into the unfamiliar room, every sense came alive.

The sound of people’s breaths and the movement of their gazes.

Even the faint vibrations in the air.

There was only one person in the room.

My eyes quickly darted toward the man sitting on the sofa.

He was presumably Sohee’s father.

Sitting comfortably with a teacup tilted in his hand.

His attire resembled that of ordinary old men one might see on the street.

His expression wasn’t particularly special either. A vague yet kind-looking face.

Overall, he looked like a clean-cut, unpretentious middle-aged man.

But the moment our eyes met, that impression changed drastically.

His clear gaze seemed to pierce right through my very being.

At the same time, I realized that appearance was an artificial facade created to lower defenses.

Suddenly, a pleasant smile appeared on my father’s lips as he looked at me.

What on earth did he find so endearing?

“Ah, hello…!”

I instinctively greeted him, bowing my head while waiting for a response, and a small chuckle followed as he replied.

“Nice to meet you.”

His voice was pleasant.

It felt like there was a deep sense of respect in his tone, and I realized my likability was rising naturally.

“I am Sohee’s father.”

He handed me his business card as he introduced himself.

On the pristine white card were only his name and phone number.

With no other information, it seemed to be a card meant for only special individuals.

Or perhaps this was just his preference.

[Lee Hyun]

So his name is Lee Hyun.

I nodded my head, storing the information in my mind.

“Make yourself comfortable. Sohee, how long do you plan to stand there?”

That was his cue for me to sit.

I went to the opposite side and sat beside Sohee.

Habits can be quite frightening. I broke into a cold sweat as I stared at Sohee’s knees.

If I hadn’t been so tense, I would have unconsciously settled on her lap.

In that state, a peculiar silence enveloped the room.

Disliking this awkward atmosphere, I threw a pleading gaze towards Sohee, but she remained silent.

She just kept staring at her father without saying a word.

Sohee’s father was also an issue.

Like Sohee, he focused only on her without uttering a single word.

Could it be that the Sohee family communicates telepathically?

As I fidgeted with discomfort, the silence was finally broken.

“I’m glad.”

“U-uh, what?”

“You look happy, Sohee.”

Is that really a happy face?

I tilted my head at her father’s statement and glanced up at Sohee.

Her expression was a blank slate, not showing any emotions at all.

That was just Sohee being herself.

But I had something to say first.

Swallowing the saliva pooling in my mouth, I cautiously spoke up.

“Um, um… Please feel free to talk…”

“Hmm… Is that really okay?”

“Y-yeah…”

Honestly, I felt more comfortable with it that way.

Sohee’s father chuckled softly and began to speak.

“Alright, let’s go with that.”

But even after that, the situation remained unchanged.

Caught between the silent father-daughter duo, I could only fidget my fingers in the uncomfortable silence.

“Dad.”

It was Sohee who broke the silence.

Staring at her father, she then turned her gaze to me, opening her mouth.

“When are we eating?”

“Are you hungry?”

“Sohee said she was hungry.”

“Ah, I’m so sorry. I didn’t think about that.”

As soon as those words left his mouth, Sohee’s father pulled out his phone.

I shot Sohee a horrified look.

Sure, I was hungry, but it wasn’t like I felt like eating.

In this situation, being requested to eat would surely lead to an upset stomach.

“What do you want to eat?”

“Um…”

There wasn’t anything specific I had in mind.

I just hoped this time passed uneventfully.

But contrary to my wishes, breakfast was prepared in an absolutely extravagant manner.

After a brief call, we moved to the dining area from the reception room where guests were welcomed.

“Eat up. I’ve prepared a variety of things since I don’t know what Hayun likes… I hope you like it.”

They placed everything on the table, from quick-prep dishes to those that took longer.

As time went on, the number of dishes on the table continued to rise.

There was no way we could eat all this, and it only felt burdensome.

“Try this.”

Right after we started eating, Sohee piled up a mountain of different foods onto my plate without even glancing at her father.

I cast a sidelong glance at Sohee’s dad.

I expected him to start throwing questions at me the moment we met, but he was silent.

Did he have no questions at all? That made me even more anxious.

Feeling a wave of impatience, I carefully opened my mouth.

“Uh… Dad…?”

He looked a bit surprised by my calling, but then he smiled brightly and nodded.

“Yeah? What is it?”

“Um, don’t you have any questions about me?”

“Questions?”

“Yes…”

“Hmm…”

He pondered my question for a while before nodding and finally speaking up.

“Tell me what you’d like as a wedding gift.”

“W-wedding gift…?”

“Yep.”

He nodded and stared at me.

His bright eyes were bursting with expectation, striking straight to my heart.

He seemed to genuinely believe that Sohee and I were getting married.

I didn’t mind it, but it made me even more flustered.

What did he see in me to want me to marry Sohee?

“Is it really okay for me to marry Sohee…?”

“Sohee wants it, and I heard you want it too, Hayun. Isn’t that enough?”

“Wha—?”

His tone made it sound like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Sohee seized the opportunity and stuffed food into my mouth.

Munch munch.

As I chewed the meat, Sohee’s father continued to speak.

“And I like you, Hayun.”

“Gah…!”

I was a bit surprised, but it was a sensible reaction.

I mean, where else would you find a groom as handsome, pretty, and cute as I am?

Sure, I was a bit short, but my talents easily overshadowed that flaw.

While I was reasoning that out objectively, Sohee finally spoke.

“Ask for Soft & Chewy Cow.”

“S-soft & Chewy Cow…? That’s caramel, right…?”

I tilted my head at Sohee.

I was in the middle of the wedding gift list discussion, and suddenly caramel popped up.

It’d be better to ask for a pretty dish set that I could easily find at a department store.

“Just ask for it.”

“Ah, alright…”

But it was Sohee’s request.

I couldn’t refuse her demands, so I nodded and spoke up.

“S-soft & Chewy Cow, please.”

“Soft & Chewy Cow?”

“It’s milk-flavored caramel…”

“Um… I’ll see to it soon.”

Is that all it takes?

I glanced at Sohee, and she smiled brightly while petting my head.

I must have done well, right?

As the meal that felt both long and short came to an end, we began to rise from our seats.

Sohee’s father mentioned that due to his schedule, he couldn’t stay long.

“I hope next time, you’ll treat us more casually.”

With a friendly gaze and a gentle smile.

Sohee’s father sent warm looks my way as he exited the dining room.

Did I really impress him that much?

I tilted my head and looked up at Sohee.

“Sohee.”

“Yes?”

“Am I really marrying you?”

“Don’t want to?”

“Ah, no…”

“Then do it.”

“Ah, okay…”

I nodded while looking into Sohee’s intensely burning eyes.

In the end, I secured her father’s permission for the marriage.

With both families seemingly without objections, it shouldn’t take long to set the wedding date, right?

On my way home.

I shook off Sohee’s hand that was caressing my thigh as I fell into deep thought.

*

That evening.

I finally grasped the exact meaning of the Soft & Chewy Cow that Sohee had asked for.

Sohee, who said she’d be right back, returned with a pile of documents in her arms and handed them to me.

“Sign here.”

“Wha…?”

“And stamp here.”

“W-what is this?”

“A gift from Dad.”

I began to slowly read the contents of the document with trembling eyes.

Roughly summarizing the content, it went like this.

If I signed where Sohee asked and stamped it, all rights to the factory producing Soft & Chewy Cow would come to me.

“Am I… really becoming the factory owner if I do this?”

“Yep.”

“I’m no longer unemployed…?”

“Yep.”

“Wha…!”

I couldn’t refuse to sign.

I needed to read more details, but I trusted Sohee.

I quickly finished signing and dashed to my bedroom, digging through my drawers to find my stamp and pressed it down with a thud.

“How do you want to manage it? Should I ask someone from Dad’s side to handle it?”

“Is that okay?”

“Yep.”

“Then do that…”

I had signed and stamped, but I had no idea how to run a factory.

Hiring a salaried manager to run the factory would probably be far better.

After finishing all the paperwork while Sohee reviewed the documents, I entered the room to change clothes.

I put on the white button-up shirt that Sohee usually wore.

Because of my smaller frame, it became oversized and drooped down, covering my thighs, but it looked even more appealing this way.

Next, I pulled out a pair of pristine white pantyhose.

Without any underwear, the smooth lines of the pantyhose flowed seamlessly without annoyance.

Now I understand.

I now know why there were holes in my pantyhose.

The culprit was none other than Sohee.

So I prepared this outfit for Sohee, who has a pantyhose fetish.

If holes are made, it would be ready to taste right away.

“Hey, Sohee…”

I cautiously opened the door and peeked my head out.

Sohee, seated at the table reviewing the documents, lifted her gaze and examined me.

Then, the moment she came to her senses, I found myself lying on the bed.

“Huh…?”

“Aren’t you going to sleep tonight…?”