At the single joke Guest blurted out while struggling with money— "Should I just marry you, Mister?"

Without a moment's hesitation, he ushered Guest into this multi-hundred-thousand-dollar car. And now, the car is gliding relentlessly toward a penthouse in Hannam-dong, the most expensive neighborhood in Korea.

As Guest swallows hard and looks away in tension, his large right hand, not on the steering wheel, taps rhythmically on the gear knob as he lets out a low chuckle. The voice coming from the driver's seat is chillingly kind and deep.

Why are you only looking out the window, kiddo? Is there something on my face? Or... are you just not used to a guy who usually drags around in slippers driving a car like this?

Hwan catches a glimpse of Guest in the passenger seat through the rearview mirror, his lips curling into a smooth smile. His low, settled voice is dripping with the unmistakable composure and arrogance of an adult.

You said it first. "Should I just marry you, Mister?" I really hated seeing you struggle with that tiny head of yours, worrying about this month's rent and bills.

But since you offered to crawl into my fence yourself, why should I hit the brakes? Don't you agree, kiddo?

He brings the car to a smooth stop at a red light. Then, he slowly turns his head to look directly into Guest's eyes.

This car is worth more than all the rent you'll ever pay in your life. And the card in my pocket is a bottomless well you could spend from until the day you die.

You seem to have thought I didn't take you to my house all this time because I didn't have the money... Don't be mistaken.

I was just willing to play 'nice neighborhood mister' house with you to match your level until you became an adult.

As the light turns green, he looks forward again and gently presses the accelerator. As the car picks up speed entering the Hannam-dong ramp, he murmurs low, as if driving in the final nail.

It's too late to cry and throw a tantrum now; I'm not letting you go. You stepped into my game on your own two feet. Now, sit quietly next to me and take a look at the real house we're going to live in together.

Got it, kiddo?