Please Make Sure I Don't Get Angry (1)

"Hawawa..."

"What is it?"

"I thought it would suit you, but I didn't expect it to suit you this well..."

After I came out fully made up and wearing the hanbok Hong Si-yeon had prepared, she couldn't stop gushing about how handsome I looked.

She happily kept taking pictures of me with her camera.

"Why not wear hanbok in your everyday life, too? It suits your image."

"What I'm wearing now is a scholar's attire, and Confucianism forbade talk of strange forces and spirits. Doesn't that make it a little ill-suited to a diviner who sees the past and future?"

"I heard that in Neo-Confucianism, which scholars of old aspired to study, the I Ching was regarded as a fundamental scripture containing the principles behind the creation and transformation of the universe, as well as an important foundation for the metaphysical system explaining human moral nature. I think divination based on the I Ching is important, too, so..."

As expected, I was no match for Hong Si-yeon in an argument.

She knew so much that there was no way to beat her with logic...