While I am over 180 cm tall, my mother is small, less than 160 cm tall.
I wonder how a big guy like me could emerge from that strong, blue body that looks like it could collapse at any moment.
My mom was so small and thin, so why am I so big-boned? A wave of doubt began to creep in.
“I think getting married early is really a good thing.
Dad must be big.
My mother was so small and thin.
I wish.
He has a pretty face like his mother and a good physique like his father.
“The student has inherited all the good qualities of his parents.”
"hey……."
"okay.
Buy this, it's super lightweight.
“It’s really light.”
I quickly stopped her, but this time, Jihye Choi wasn't the type to just let it go.
“I’m not married.
And our son doesn't have a father."
Unlike the smiling mother, the clerk looks like he's about to burst into tears.
Even if the winter jumper being sold is ultra-light, there is no need for the seller's mouth to be light as well.
--- p.9

No matter how much I said no, it was useless.
Friendship cannot exist between men and women.
Why do they so arbitrarily believe their own thoughts to be true? When His Holiness said he had a crush on a girl at school, I could confidently swear to God.
Not a single cell in the onion skin was shaken.
No, rather, I was glad.
Now I won't have to answer calls from that guy who whines, "Come out now, I'm bored," all the time.
That would be 100% the same for that guy, Your Majesty.
“Ah! I feel so good after having a good bowel movement this morning.
You finally came out after three days.
“After all, Cheonggukjang Hwan is the best.”
Wouldn't you be able to understand it if you looked at how they tell you everything, even the daily life that you weren't even curious about?
They say that guys with older or younger sisters tend to have less fantasies about women, but as an only child, I can't help but agree with that statement so strongly.
--- p.24

Mom ate the egg soup.
Once a month, my mother visits a shelter for single mothers to teach handmade accessory craft classes.

“Shouldn’t you be raising competitors like that?”
My mother's wise answer to my question was this.
“That is the goal and the dream.
Making everyone there my competitor.
“That’s how we all live each day, sometimes ahead, sometimes behind.”
They lived each day tenaciously, according to their mother's wishes.
There were also cases where someone gave up their child.
But no one in the world has the right to criticize them.
Because there are people who really deserve to be criticized and pointed at.
This is why I don't ask about my father.
I never wanted to know how old he was, what he looked like, or where he was from.
If I knew, it was obvious that all the men of that age would look like the same person.
--- p.76

“What do you think is normal?”
Dongwoo spit out his green cola at a word he said without thinking.
I thought I was eating too quickly.
I handed the coughing guy a tissue.
Seeing you cough for a long time, it looks like you have a cold sore that is stuck firmly in your throat.
“Are you okay? Why are you eating so quickly, so unusually?”
Dongwoo waved his hands.
I'm saying that since I paid dearly for eating in a hurry, let's stop talking about that.
I said ordinary, but the guy drank his cola in a way that was not ordinary at all.
He had been coughing so hard that his eyes were bloodshot and red.
If you drink the wrong cola once, you might end up linking arms with the Grim Reaper and going on a boat ride.
“So, what do you think is ordinary?”
The same question came up again.
The image of my mother and older brother came to mind.
Six years older and younger.
Yes, it is definitely possible these days.
In fact, isn't it too common for a man to be that much older? Being the same zodiac sign is the norm, and it's not uncommon for there to be a difference even beyond that.
It doesn't really matter that my mother is six years older than my brother.
But my mother clearly has me, and my brother clearly has Seongha.
No one around them would agree with the two people's teaching materials.
--- p.120

After winter, a new spring will come.
Some people may feel the early spring, while others may say it is still winter.
During the changing of seasons, you can see a variety of clothing on the streets.
I'm talking about people still wearing padded jackets and pastel-toned spring jackets.
But no one thinks the other person's clothes are strange.
Because the transitional period is the fifth season when all clothes are suitable.
I hope the world becomes a society that respects diversity, like the changing seasons.
It's a world where both thick, neutral-colored padding and a fluttering, pastel-toned spring jacket are the right answer.

--- p.213