SPW 20

Post 124400 Why is Florian coming to Korea a good thing for the Football Association?
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Am I the only one who doesn’t get it…

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— You don’t know Florian?

— Florian = Duke Dietrich = Wellington CEO, yes, the people you know

— Florian Dietrich Wellington = Kim Sarang’s guardian, is this for real? Dopamine maxed out

— The buzz is insane, look at how the community flipped out over one sighting

— National superstar in the making

Post 124498 Kim Sarang is alone

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They say Florian isn’t coming with him?

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— What is this now…

— Is the private jet even true?

— Is this more media play from Kim Sarang?

— No, husband Flo…

Post 124502 The Football Association’s media play vs. Kim Sarang’s media play, a showdown of self-reliant strength, a multiverse of great chaos…

Post 123510 I’m a cotton-washed puppy now…

Post 123512 Should we disband the baby couple welcome party?

Post 123524 Is it that hard to wait for official confirmation? tsk tsk

Post 123538 I’m waiting for the official word for now, but the FA and Kim Sarang…

Post 123543 They said it’s a real guardianship not a claim, why do you keep calling them a couple?

Post 123460 question) Will the national team train in Jeongju?

Post 123512 Did any of you apply for the open training?

Post 123519 Is Kim Sarang even coming? Isn’t he just going on a trip?

Post 123522 Did they give him a guarantee letter instead? The FA would never do something good for a player

Post 123523 So Kim Sarang is only coming if he actually comes

Post 123533 Wow, the buzz is insane, totally agree

Post 123534 Yeah, he’s totally gonna be in the Gallup rankings this year

“Tell me, Sarang. What can I do for you?”

The road to the mansion was not familiar. The words ‘Sarang’s home’ had naturally made Sarang think of the small, old apartment where he had grown up for the past seventeen years. However, the car driven by Dan was heading toward the mansion as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Sarang, who had been looking at the unfamiliar streets he would one day get used to, turned to his side. Florian was leaning his back completely against the door, looking at Sarang. Ever since he asked the question, no, even before he asked, Florian had been looking at Sarang like that. Because of that, the heat on Sarang’s cheeks would not subside.

“Sarang?”

“I was included in the national team roster this time.”

Although he couldn’t guess the weight that the title of ‘national team player’ carried for an athlete, Florian understood well enough that it was not a common occurrence.

“Congratulations, Sarang. That is very good news.”

“Yes, thank you. Lian.”

Sarang, who had been fidgeting with the fingertips of his hands resting on his thighs, did not hesitate for long. He didn’t want to waste any more of Florian’s time, which he had been given with difficulty. His eyes, which had been staring at a spot somewhere on the driver’s seat, finally met Florian’s.

“They say I need a guardian to go to Korea.”

“That’s right. You are a minor, and a dominant alpha, so you can’t cross borders carelessly without a guardian.”

Florian, who responded with a look of course, tilted his head slightly.

“So usually, a national agency or a reputable institution would provide identity verification, right, Sarang?”

“…”

The direct question made Sarang’s already flushed cheeks turn even redder. The tug-of-war with the Football Association was something he had experienced countless times since his age-group team days. He was not unaware of their whims, unreasonable demands, and reckless way of handling things, but this time, Sarang was particularly embarrassed by his situation.

“The Football Association withdrew its identity verification for me.”

“Hmm.”

It seemed Florian had already guessed. Florian, who replied with a low rumble in his throat, had the corners of his cool mouth turn up.

“It seems Sarang needs a guardian.”

“…”

“And that guardian happens to be right in front of Sarang.”

Sarang, who had been looking up at him with a cautious gaze as if to gauge Florian’s inner thoughts, opened his soft-looking lips.

“Could you go with me?”

Florian was smiling, but he didn’t answer easily. That short silence made Sarang’s heart sink. So our relationship isn’t at the point where I can make this kind of request yet. No, there was a high probability it never would be. Just as various thoughts were flashing through Sarang’s mind, Florian, who had maintained his silence, finally answered.

“I’m sorry, Sarang. I can’t accompany you in the current situation.”

“…Yes.”

It was the answer Sarang had feared and worried about the most. Although Sarang had anticipated this answer several times and prepared himself, hearing it in person felt more hopeless than he had thought. Florian silently gazed into Sarang’s black eyes, which were searching around him, unable to find anything more to say.

A scene from the dream came to mind without any effort.

‘I am Sarang’s guardian, not his nanny, am I not.’

With a smiling face, he had spouted that such a request between them was utterly rude. The Sarang in the dream had not even blushed. He had looked as if he had realized and adapted to Florian’s indifference and coldness early on. In the end, Sarang had barely managed to leave the country with the club’s guarantee, and the Football Association, which had expected him to enter the country with Florian, had conspicuously given him the cold shoulder when he arrived alone.

The Football Association, which had called Sarang from another country with a travel time of at least 12 hours, excluded Sarang from the starting lineup as if to punish him. It even became a controversy when they didn’t even put him on the bench. Just then, rumors of discord with the Football Association, the head coach, and the players broke out, and Sarang became an icon of disfavor.

The Florian in the dream had no particular interest in his ward, Sarang, who would soon become an adult and his heat partner. In other words, he had offered no protection and provided not even the minimum level of care. Whatever Sarang became in his own country and however he was treated was nothing more or less than someone else’s business to Florian.

If so, what were the tears he shed after seeing the diary left by the dead Sarang and the emotion that had gripped his heart?

Unfortunately, the dream did not tell him everything. It didn’t show him the reason why he came to love Kim Sarang, whom he had only seen as a heat partner, nor the reason why he had pushed for a divorce and neglected Kim Sarang until he decided to commit suicide.

「Lian, I love you.」

The lonely confession, hidden away all by himself, made Florian’s chest ache. The Florian in reality, not the dream.

‘Lian.’

Florian was a rational person. That’s why he didn’t ignore the situation in the dream, which was repeating as if by promise. Kim Sarang, whose name and face he hadn’t known, the ill-fated relationship with Matthew Kaia, and the guardianship that was eventually established, though the method and timing were different. The repeated coincidences had already crossed the boundary and become a phenomenon with accumulated data. It was a simple calculation that if he followed the dream, the result would be the same.

There must have been a reason why he came to love him enough to go through with the marriage. It could have been a common physical attraction, or an affection that grew with the passage of time.

What was clear was that Florian would not come to love Kim Sarang as he did in the dream. If the process was different, the ending would also be different. That was why Florian had volunteered to be his guardian and had loudly announced and emphasized that fact both internally and externally.

The Kim Sarang in the dream had just lost the one person who had constituted his entire world for 17 years. Florian must have been the only one he could cling to, and fear would have turned into anxiety, anxiety into obsession, obsession into loneliness, loneliness into longing, and longing into love, clouding the child’s eyes.

The Sarang in reality was no different. His easy agitation and display of emotions in front of Florian were due to an emotional weakness that stemmed from his environmentally precarious situation of having no one to rely on. Thanks to that, there was still time. Before the simple desire to lean on someone turned into love, Florian just had to firmly establish his position as Sarang’s protector.

When the mind and body are stable, and a child becomes an adult, their worldview and choices are bound to broaden. Florian wanted to give Sarang a healthy and happy life. It was something the Florian in the dream could not do.

“…”

An unilaterally uncomfortable silence settled in the car, felt only by Kim Sarang. Sarang, whose request had been rejected right in front of him, did his best to maintain his composure and tried hard to hide his anxiously wavering heart.

Suddenly, Florian wondered if the young alpha in front of him was originally not the whining type.

“I suppose the first step would be to adjust my schedule.”

“What?”

The eyes that looked up at Florian with an expression of complete surprise grew so large it seemed they would spill over. Florian, who had never encountered such black eyes before, was inwardly impressed.

So pretty.

Once he grew up, not only omegas but also betas would be lining up for him. Since his parents were betas, he would be given the cold shoulder in the matchmaking market, but as long as Florian volunteered to be his guardian, excellent marriage proposals would line up. If he married the grown-up child to a proper spouse, an ending like the one in the dream would not happen.