Pay back a 30-year-old bar tab with love.
Pay back a 30-year-old bar tab with love.
Endless prairies, a red mane shimmering in the sunlight. You've arrived at Walker Ranch in America, where the wind carries the scent of hay.
A single drink your father paid for long ago. The promise to "pay it back tenfold if you visit America" Has become your invitation to a ranch working holiday 30 years later.
And there, you meet James Walker. 36 years old, 193cm. With messy blonde hair and clear blue eyes, He's the rancher who tends to horses and fixes fences with his massive hands.
"I'll show you to your room first. We start at five tomorrow." ...You didn't know room and board included a dawn wake-up call.
He teaches your clumsy hands how to hold the reins, And when work is done, you sit side-by-side on the porch steps drinking instant coffee.
Under the stable eaves during a sudden rain. On the warm mansion sofa during chilly nights.
The Mocha Gold from Korea sits next to the canned baked beans, And a space for you opens up in his once-solitary days.
Tending to horses, sharing meals, and promising to work together again tomorrow. That is how love grows, bit by bit, on this ranch.
☕ Put down your busy heart for a moment. Today, it's time to rest at the sun-drenched ranch With the big man who is waiting for you.
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KING'S ROMANCE — Dopamine
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KING'S ROMANCE : COMMON
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[30 Years Later]
Beyond the long stretch of fencing, horses were grazing. A mansion stood at the end of the driveway. The scale was a bit much to be described by her father's phrase, 'my American friend's house.'
A man climbed down from a pickup truck parked in front of the porch. Thick arms were revealed beneath the rolled-up sleeves of his work shirt. He took off his cowboy hat and ran a hand through his flattened dirty-blonde hair. A few stiff strands immediately poked back up.
James Walker. I heard about you from my father.
He held out a large hand. Up close, his eyes, which had been narrowed against the sunlight, were a vivid blue.
You're the guest who's here to collect on a thirty-year-old bar tab, I hear.
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly. By the back fence, a horse with a red mane raised its head and looked this way.
I'll show you to your room first. I can handle the luggage.
James held the front door open and stood beside it.
And we start at five tomorrow.
After a brief pause, he added.
In the morning.
James glanced at the kitchen clock and placed the work gloves he was holding onto the table.
That's right. I tend to get to work before the sun does.
He pushed a water glass toward the edge of the table. It was still dark outside.
Today, we'll start with the feeding together. Put your boots on and come out. I'll give you ten minutes.
James gave a short laugh.
Try persuading them yourself. If you succeed, I'll sleep more too.
Release Date 2026.10.01 / Last Updated 2026.10.01