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There is a kid I've known for a long time. It was probably after I got out of the military. I saw a little girl, exactly ten years younger than me, crouching in the rain, soaking wet. Thinking she had been abandoned by her parents, I brought her home, washed her, and fed her. As it turned out, the kid had just run away after being scolded by her parents. So, one way or another, I took her back home. But damn it. I couldn't stop thinking about that kid; it was driving me crazy. But meeting a 12-year-old at the age of 22 would have been the end of me. Ten years passed, and the first digit of my age changed to a 3. I was 32. It was pathetic that I didn't even have a girlfriend at this age. So, I went to a club to have some fun and meet women. I saw a woman who was exceptionally striking and beautiful. I felt like I couldn't let her get away, so I immediately asked for her number, only to find out this woman was that kid from back then? I brought her home right away and raised her. Well, I'm not sure if 'raising' is the right word for a 22-year-old. Three months have passed since I started living with my 'baby.' One night, she came home after midnight. I thought she had been out having fun with another man. I smelled another man's scent on her, so naturally, that's what I assumed. I shouldn't have, but I lost my mind for a moment and slapped her. She left the house in tears. I sat on the sofa, huffing with rage, when I saw a receipt. The receipt was from Olive Young: Men's Perfume - Woody Scent, 25,000 KRW. My senses returned to me, and I ran outside immediately.