“Gwuu got monee too!”
“I meant—do you have as much as me?”
“...As much as you?”
Guru puffed out her cheeks like a chipmunk and repeated the question.
“Yeah.”
“M-Maybeee...”
Her cute little face wavered as she mumbled without confidence. Kang Jei let out a snort, then quickly schooled her expression.
“Ahem, hmm.”
'Trying to disarm me with cuteness? What a terrifying little gremlin.'
Kang Jei pressed her lips into a pout again and waved over a clerk.
When the clerk came scurrying over, she pointed at the products she and Guru had both touched earlier.
“I’ll take all of these. Please wrap them.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
The clerk bowed, and Kang Jei curled her lip toward Guru in a smug smirk.
That satisfying thrill of triumph over a five-year-old.
Her petty revenge for having her English “skills” questioned after two years abroad.
Ham Honggi watched his friend with a dazed, tired look. Everything about her was see-through.
'Let’s just go home.'
Even after two years, Kang Jei was still hopeless.
He was about to quietly slip away before Guru noticed—
Riiiiiing!
Her phone blared.
“Ah!”
Spotting Ham Honggi while on the phone, Kang Jei raised her hand.
“Oh shit!”
Ham Honggi’s eyes trembled as he turned toward Guru.
She looked up at him with bright round eyes.
“Hanghangi!”
“Y-Yes!”
His fleeing footsteps suddenly reversed course—straight toward the boutique across from them.
“What? Hanghangi?”
Kang Jei giggled under her breath.
He wanted to grab her by the collar and shake her, but the command from his mistress—Be kind—was absolute.
Meanwhile, Kang Jei received the shopping bags from the clerk and shook them at Guru.
“See this? That’s what real spending power looks like.”
The mental age of someone picking a fight with a five-year-old was maybe three.
Ham Honggi’s face burned with secondhand embarrassment. Her behavior even dredged up memories of his own past.
An overwhelmingly effective cautionary tale.
He nudged Kang Jei’s side.
“What are you even doing? Quit picking fights with kids. Didn’t you say we were getting food?”
“The hell’s wrong with you? You think I can eat right now? I just got humiliated.”
“By who?! You’re being insane again. Let’s just go, for real.”
“No! She started it! What’s a broke-ass kid even doing in a luxury boutique?!”
Ham Honggi yelled back that the kid had plenty of {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} money. Guru, meanwhile, stared at the shopping bag Jei kept waving in her face and puffed her cheeks out again.
'Was she Hanghangi’s friend?'
Yup. Birds of a feather.
She looked down on Guru for being young, assumed she was poor, tried to stop her from shopping, and spoke in bizarre English.
Guru reached into her bag.
'Hanghangi’s friend = Gwuu’s unduhwing.'
And any responsible preschooler knew not to neglect discipline when guiding their subordinates.
'Time to instiww wessons of twuff!'
Guru whipped out her quokka wallet and raised it high above her head.
It was time for the loving whip of education.
Just then, Kang Jei lowered her sunglasses as she recognized the watch on Guru’s wrist.
'Wait, that watch...'
A smart watch that functioned even inside dungeons—crammed with cutting-edge tech. Its price tag was astronomical.
She had wanted one, but there were only around 100 released globally.
Money wasn’t the issue—it was access. Getting your hands on one was nearly impossible.
'Why would a brat like her...'
Kang Jei tapped Ham Honggi.
“You know her, right? Who is that kid?”
“Haah... that’s...”
“That one!”
Just then, Guru pointed toward the spotlight-lit central display case.
Kang Jei’s face twisted slightly.
It looked like a plain watch—but in truth, it was the pinnacle of modern mana engineering.
Being portable meant it required the highest efficiency mana battery tech to operate.
“That... that one?”
The sleek, silver-toned smart watch glittered under the lights.
Model Number CSE-A0.
The model Guru pointed to was actually one tier above the one she was wearing.
It was practically a concept piece showcasing cutting-edge technology. There was only one unit in all of Korea, and its estimated price: 3 billion won.
It wasn’t even meant to be sold. It was a showcase item to promote the brand.
“How’re you gonna buy that?”
“Unnie can’t?”
Caught off guard, Kang Jei snapped back.
“W-Who do you think you are, some chaebol princess? Is your family company in the top 10 by market cap or something? That’s not something you buy with money. You need power.”
But before she could finish—
“Miss On Guru! There you are. The manager’s been looking all over for you.”
It was the branch manager of the department store.
Though his appearance was sharp and strict, his face melted into a soft smile as he looked at Guru.
“Hewwooo, ahjussi.”
Guru greeted him sweetly, and the man bowed deeply.
“Do you remember me?”
“Yeshhh. Gwuu said hi at birfday.”
“A prodigy with a memory like that! Haha! The Chairman told me you’d be shopping today and made me promise to take good care of you. When I couldn’t find you, I was afraid I might miss saying hello.”
He laughed, saying his heart nearly stopped. Guru giggled in return.
Kang Jei, eavesdropping nearby, rolled her eyes furiously.
The Chairman? If the manager said that—
'Nam Jiwon?'
Chairwoman of the company currently ranked #1 in Korea by market cap.
Why would she be personally concerned about a child?
While Kang Jei reeled from the gut-punch of realization—
Guru pulled a cute check card from her tiny quokka wallet, covered in cartoon drawings.
“Gwuu want dis one pwetty pwease!”
Time to discipline her non-subordinate with the whip of love.
'Gwuu use... da card!
Jurim had unlocked Guru’s spending limit and taught her how to use a card before she went shopping. She had been itching to try it out ever since.
Kang Jei—and even the store clerk—were stunned speechless.
The card had a chick mascot blowing hearts.
The clerk accepted the adorably ridiculous card, trembling, and leaned in to whisper to the branch manager.
“She’s... she’s not doing... installments, right? I mean—it’s a check card...”
The branch manager nodded calmly.
The clerk reluctantly swiped it, still trying to rationalize this situation as a pretend game with the branch manager’s daughter.
But then—
'It went through?!'
The chick-heart card had just made a single-payment purchase of 3 billion won.
“P-Payment... payment complete...”
'Is this real?'
The clerk looked toward the branch manager, who only smiled warmly.
With trembling hands, the clerk removed the watch from the display, wrapped it carefully, and handed it to Guru.
Kang Jei’s eyes shook violently as Guru smugly put her hands on her hips.
See? Never underestimate a kid.
Guru confidently shoved the watch box into her bag.
Kang Jei inhaled sharply.
She’s just tossing it in there?! Her own hands would’ve been shaking just holding it.
The branch manager, who hadn’t even glanced at her, reminded Guru multiple times to speak up if there were any issues before leaving.
Ham Honggi looked down at the stunned, speechless Kang Jei.
“She’s On Jurim’s daughter. She really is a chaebol princess.”
If she was On Jurim’s daughter, that meant she was also the granddaughter of Chairman On Suhyeong.
And clearly, she was also under the protection of Chairwoman Nam Jiwon.
Kang Jei screamed, face turning beet red.
“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME SOONER, YOU CRAZY SEKKI!”
“Stop calling me Hanghangi!!”
The two of them began shouting and pointing at each other while a poor clerk tried to break them up.
'Yup. Definitely friends... Biiirds of a featha...'
Watching the bickering duo for a moment, Guru solemnly tucked the quokka wallet back into her bag.
'Da wallet of justice haz been taken out. Now... it must be seawed back tight.'

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