Chapter 98 – 098. Secret (1)
Condition is worst.
I’m so glad it’s not an event or anything, but simply a broadcast recording.
I’m lacking sleep.
… It’s all because of the downstairs.
“Can I sleep at your house today?”
“Huh… ? Suddenly?”
I spoke to Hinami, who was lying down with her mask slightly lowered, so that the manager driving in front could also hear.
… I don’t want to sleep at home just for today.
It’s not that it’s particularly noisy or anything.
Every time I hear a vibration from downstairs, my frustration doubles.
Even yesterday, while I was sleeping, I felt a slight vibration in the early morning and woke up.
I don’t know if it’s just nervousness or if it’s really something.
It is an unmistakable fact that it causes insomnia.
In fact, now it doesn’t even matter whether it’s true or not.
… Just,
The problem is that I think that way.
“I’ve been having trouble sleeping at home these days. “Go to your house and sleep.”
“Why?”
“… “I don’t really want to say it.”
“Umm… Okay.”
But there is no one to consult with.
Other than Hinami, who she could call her friend her her, there was no one she could even ask for this kind of request.
Family? Right now, I’m having trouble sleeping at night because of my sister.
Dad… , Dad.
But the manager in front? … Unless you go crazy.
Or the group sisters? Those people would be more than my sister, not less.
“Uh, then… “I’ll go straight to Hinami’s house.”
“Yes, please do so.”
I give my order to the manager who snaps his fingers on the steering wheel, and then closes my eyes again.
I feel sleepy even in a fairly noisy car.
Except for that one time last time, why can’t I sleep peacefully in my bed at home, where it’s quieter than the sound of a mosquito?
… Under. Should I have kicked him out?
I would like to do that, but realistically it is difficult.
I’m kicking you out. It’s my house, so I can tell you to leave, but…
If my sister, who owes me money instead of saving it, gets kicked out, I really have no one to rely on but that man, right?
The man who seems sincere on the outside is far from being,
If you think about how on earth you will treat your sister.
Even if I don’t have much affection for my sister, I don’t want to kick her out.
Like it or not.
Family is family.
“Sleep well now. Jiya.”
“… Yes.”
If the two of them get married, it would be better to find a house in a suitable place and tell them to live there…
… Ah, why do I have to think like this.
Because of people much older than me.
It’s annoying.
If I knew this would happen, I wouldn’t care where my sister lives.
I tied him downstairs for fear of an accident, but I didn’t know he would cause an accident there.
It’s stupid, really.
… To just that kind of man.
If you’re going to meet someone, at least meet a good guy.
Not a man who is just fine.
**
I’ve been to Hinami’s house a few times.
The reasons were different, but this is what I feel every time I come.
It’s surprisingly neat.
For Hinami, who talks about how difficult and annoying she is every day, she is quite clean.
The house below… , Even though it’s clean these days, it was secretly dirty in the past.
But by my standards.
“Jia, do you want to wash first?”
“Huh. “I’m going to sleep right after washing, so please lend me some clothes.”
“Should I put something on?”
“… It doesn’t really matter.”
It’s not like we’re in a relationship without any hesitation, so we go into the bathroom and take off our clothes, one layer at a time.
Just go into the shower booth and soak your body in hot water.
Wiping off the sweat that had been dripping all day.
Time to throw away the pretense for a moment and return to being ‘Seo Ye-eun’.
“… Phew.”
Looking at my soaked body, I wondered if I had gained weight.
Are there any bruises anywhere?
… Why do my breasts keep getting bigger for no reason?
While thinking such unusual thoughts, I melt away the accumulated fatigue.
“Jia, I left my clothes in front of the door. Put it on.”
“Okay.”
He answers Hinami’s words outside the door and paints foam on his purple-stained hair.
… Oh, I also need a toothbrush.
I looked into her towel drawer just in case, and found a new toothbrush, so I took one out and cleaned the inside of her mouth.
Just wash off the foam on your head and in your mouth in the shower,
Just as I was about to hang my toothbrush on the toothbrush holder.
“… ?”
… Why.
There are three toothbrushes, right?
One is the one I just took out.
This pink toothbrush is probably Hinami’s.
“Then this…”
… Who on earth is it?
This blue toothbrush.
“…”
An unusual intuition tickles my head.
Hinami’s behavior has been a bit suspicious these days.
About a month ago, she suddenly started shaking her legs.
Sometimes she was alone and lost in thought.
“… No way.”
No way.
… I don’t think so.
Rather, I think, finally.
Hinami was originally a girl who was far from wholesome or sincere.
Still…
“… No, no.”
… I couldn’t easily shake off the feeling of discomfort.
Anyway, we are idols.
In a place where the eyes of fans cannot reach.
Leaving traces like this.
“…”
The fatigue that had melted away for a moment is building up again,
I tried to wipe it off by forcefully rubbing it with foam, but it wouldn’t come off easily.
… I didn’t want to feel like this, so I ran away to his house.
I slightly opened the door and came out of the bathroom, feeling as wet as her hair.
Next to the mat, small pajamas and unopened underwear were waiting for me.
… When did you prepare something like this again?
Just extend your hand and take it in, then change into the clothes you prepared.
Surely…
It’s a bit small, though.
“Ah, Jia. Have you washed everything?”
“Huh. By the way, when did you buy underwear? It’s new.
“A moment ago. When I arrived and you were sleeping, I told the manager to buy it from a convenience store.”
“… Why?”
“My underwear doesn’t fit you, does it? But I can’t go buy it.”
As soon as I left the bathroom after changing, Hinami, who had only removed her makeup and was wearing pajamas, greeted me.
Actually, it wasn’t even a bra, but I didn’t think the size would fit.
Because something new is better than something someone else was wearing.
I would have been a little reluctant if the packaging had been torn…
… No, no.
What am I thinking?
No matter how much you don’t like it,
Manager… You’re not the type of person to do bad things, right?
Not that guy…
“Jia?”
“Yeah, uh. Huh?”
“Why are you suddenly standing blankly? Are you tired?”
“Ah… , Huh. “I guess I was a little tired.”
… No.
If you think about it, even if it were that guy, he wouldn’t do such a pervert thing.
Shame and humidity… Rather than saying.
He’s a bit of an outspoken person.
That man is strong… , I can imagine it being forcibly attacked to some extent,
Doing that with someone else’s underwear… , It’s a bit difficult to imagine.
… I don’t even want to imagine it.
“Anyway. So where do you want to sleep? Last time on the sofa…”
“… What are you talking about? “The bed was big so we always slept together.”
“Ah… Ahhh. Ah. Huh. It did… ?”
… Likewise.
I don’t even want to imagine the backstory of Hinami being so openly embarrassed.
Just like my sisters… , Well.
You must have enjoyed a day by seducing a reasonably handsome and popular actor or male idol.
… I want to just brush it off and ignore it.
The other person is the manager.
For example, a bad person like that man.
Or if you are a high so-and-so… ,
Because it seems more disgusting.
“Then, I’ll take a shower too. Sleep first. “Dark circles are no joke when you remove your makeup, you.”
“Huh. Let’s sleep first.”
Leaving Hinami behind as she walks into the bathroom, I enter the room first and dry her hair thoroughly.
Hiding in a cozy, fluffy blanket with her hair that has become so crispy.
I was laying my head down on a slightly sweet-smelling pillow and was trying to shake off my slightly uneasy feeling.
“… Ah.”
Vibration again.
… Not the ones that come up from downstairs.
Just a simple cell phone vibration.
I thought about it for a moment, but my cell phone was clearly placed on the living room table.
What’s ringing now is…
Hinami’s on the dressing table.
“…”
I received a call from the idol at this late hour.
If you think about it positively, it might just be a greeting message saying you did a good job because the work is over,
That cell phone is not the one Hinami usually uses.
A purely personal cell phone.
It’s something I’ve only seen occasionally.
The contact information you use when you want to keep something secret from your agency.
“… Ah.”
I approached the buzzing cell phone once more as if I was fascinated.
Hearing Hinami’s humming sound echoing beyond the wall, she came to her senses for a moment.
What are you trying to see? I am.
It’s someone else’s privacy, right?
… It can never be wholesome, right?
“…”
With that thought in mind, I was about to turn away.
… Look at the notification that appears on the lock screen.
Name is…
Joo-hyuk oppa.
Messenger.
Something I don’t know.
Pictures for details.
Until I unlocked it.
Can’t see.
“…”
I can’t breathe.
… Was there someone named ‘Joo Hyuk’ that I knew in the entertainment industry?
I searched through my sleep-deprived brain, but I couldn’t find a single person.
After that, the person who remains is.
There is only one person.
“No way.”
No way.
Once or twice.
We’ve probably only met briefly.
Before that,
… That person is your sister’s boyfriend, right?
“…”
I pick up my phone as if I’m possessed and push the screen up.
Since you can’t unlock it with your face, you’ll have to enter the password to unlock it.
… Hinami’s password I know is,
Because there is only one.
“… Ah.”
WiFi password.
20150221hnm.
Because this is six digits.
150221.
… There is not even the slightest hint of caution.
Hinami Download Password.
“…”
Unlock it.
Even though there will definitely be traces of what was seen.
It’s like I’m possessed by something.
Notifications from icons you’ve never seen before.
A message from a person saved as ‘Joo Hyuk Oppa’.
I press it as I please.
“He… Urg…”
…
A photo containing a mirror.
Two naked women.
A slender woman with silver hair clinging to a man, covering only her eyes with one hand.
A haughty woman with beige hair, crossing her arms as if showing off her body.
Stuck between those two people.
Covering her face with her cell phone and taking pictures of herself in the mirror.
Rumbling.
… Several months have passed and she still can’t forget.
She’s wearing something weird.
That man.
“… Ugh.”
Hiccup.
It doesn’t stop.
That woman with her breasts being massaged while being held by a man.
Even that little woman, with a hair color that is difficult for ordinary people to wear, clings tightly to the man.
… Because he knows everything.
“…”
At that moment, her humming she stopped.
As soon as the sound of water soaking the woman in this photo stops.
I put my hand on my heart that was pounding like crazy, put her phone on her back where it was, and burrowed my head under the blanket.
… I’m crazy.
You must be crazy, what are you doing? What?
You.
… And my sister.
To a man like that.
Alternative.
Why… ?
