Chapter 46 – Episode 46
“Ha, it’s hard.”
I lay down on the mattress.
“Ugh, it’s so hard.”
I became exhausted.
It was a really busy day: working, exercising, and reading.
“Tomorrow… Jogging pass… I went to the gym at 11 am… Hayeon meets at 2 PM… In the evening…”
Jinseong smiled sinisterly.
Tomorrow evening.
Tomorrow night.
I was planning to spend a night with Park Ha-yeon.
‘Anyway… I’ll have to sleep late tomorrow. Jogging, reading, whatever… Throw it away… ‘I need to sleep loosely.’
I planned to sleep until 10:30 a.M.
It’s good to live hard.
Proper rest was also important.
‘I’m really happy.’
I think I will sleep for a long time.
I was so happy beyond words.
I smiled automatically.
‘Jinseong, you had a hard time today too. You were faithful today too. I lived hard. I did my best.’
I praised myself. I admitted it. It was comforting. Then the happiness and satisfaction doubled.
‘Let’s sleep.’
I closed my eyes. I fell asleep in less than 10 seconds.
How long did you sleep?
I woke up. My eyes opened automatically. I checked the time.
[4:58 AM]
It wasn’t even 5 o’clock.
I narrowed my eyebrows. I think habits are terrifying.
‘Let’s sleep again.’
I closed my eyes again.
How long did you sleep?
“Ah, sir, who are you…”
I was taking a nap when I got a phone call.
Ohman frowned.
[5:30 AM]
The sender has been confirmed.
‘It’s Ayoung.’
His expression softened. I never hated Choi Ayoung’s phone calls.
– Good morning, brother. Are you exercising?
“No, I was sleeping.”
– Did you sleep? Aren’t you exercising today?
“Yes, today is a jogging pass. “I’m going to go to the gym later.”
– Ah?! I see I’m sorry for waking you up while you were sleeping.
“No. Are you okay? Ayoung, I don’t hate your phone calls as much. You are always welcome.”
– Is that so? Hehe, I think you speak beautifully.
“I learned it from you. “You speak so beautifully.”
– Is that so? Is this surprising? Do I speak nicely?
“Yes, you speak very nicely. “You have a very pretty face and a very pretty heart.”
– Ah?! What is this surprise praise?! I feel sorry for you. I don’t know what to do with myself.
I raised my upper body. I drank cold water.
It’s cool.
“When do you plan to start broadcasting?”
– Probably, next Monday at the earliest? Next Friday at the latest? I think it will start around then.
“Aha.”
Choi A-young was scheduled to sign a monthly rental contract tomorrow afternoon.
The toast shop has decided to open for work until next Saturday.
– Housewarming is coming.
“I understand.”
– Oppa, have you thought about starting a business together?
“I’m still thinking about it. “I will respond within the next week at the latest.”
– I want to be with my brother.
“Me too. I also want to be with you as much as possible. Actually, I’m thinking positively. But…”
– Just what?
“It’s a burden.”
– Why?
“You can quit your factory job at any time, right? But once you start a partnership, you have to continue it to the end whether you like it or not, right?
– Right?
Even if I approached it as a side job, once I started a partnership, I couldn’t quit even if I didn’t like it.
It was difficult to make a hasty decision. There was a need to be as careful as possible.
“I want to do what I like. But, I’m not sure what kind of work I like. “I don’t even know what I want to do.”
Partnership with Choi A-young.
She wasn’t sure if it was something she really wanted to do.
Choi Ayoung suddenly burst into laughter.
“Why are you smiling?”
– Because my brother is cool. It’s the exact opposite of me. I value money more than value, but it seems like my brother values more than money.
“I like money better too. “Value is not what feeds you.”
– Ugh, I want to meet my brother. I want to see your face. I want to eat sweet puffer tea and spicy tteokbokki with my brother.
I couldn’t meet you today.
Choi Ayoung was planning to go to her parents’ house today and stay overnight.
In her heart, she wanted to give up her family and meet Jinseong.
– Oppa, would you like me to send you my photo?
“Yes, good.”
– Just a moment.
Choi Ayoung took a picture of her and sent it to me.
– Oh?! Brother? I didn’t send it well!
“Wow, it’s pretty.”
– Don’t look! I’m going to delete it!!
I watched it intently until it was deleted.
Choi A-young was wearing a bare face, no bra, and a slim dress.
She was photographed lying on her bed, with her face and cleavage exposed.
Pretty face, pale skin, big breasts, nipples that are barely visible.
– Ugh, I’ll send it again.
“Yes, yes.”
– Aren’t you just imagining something?
I contacted Ayoung Choi for over an hour.
I ended the call.
Check the time.
[6:55 AM]
She closed her eyes again.
‘Let’s sleep until 10:30.’
I fell into a sweet sleep.
How long did you sleep?
[7:01 AM]
Another phone call came in.
“Eww… Please… I want to get some sleep…”
It was my mother’s phone call.
“Huh. Mom. Why?”
– Were you sleeping?
“Huh. Why did you call me?”
– Why did you call? I called because I wanted to hear my son’s voice.
“Have you eaten?”
– I ate it. I ate kimchi stew. Son, are you moving soon? Come down to the house once on moving day.
“Wow, kimchi stew looks delicious. Okay, I get it. “I’ll come down on moving day.”
– When you come down, Mom will cook spicy kimchi stew with lots of meat.
“Yes, yes.”
I noted the moving date on the calendar.
– The youngest, our future doctor, got a perfect score this time too.
“Aha?”
– I don’t know who he looks like or how he’s so good at studying.
“You must have worked hard.”
Her mother’s goal was to send her youngest child to medical school.
She had no doubt that her youngest child would become a doctor one day.
I ended the call.
‘I need to sleep.’
I closed my eyes.
I tried to sleep.
Unfortunately she couldn’t sleep.
“Uh, Hayeon, why?”
A call came from Ha-yeon Park.
– Desi, when are you coming to exercise?
“Work out? “I’m going to go later around 11 o’clock.”
– Around 11 o’clock? Can I come now?
“Why? Do you miss me?”
– No? Absolutely not? Do you not want to see anything?
Jinseong chuckled.
Ha-yeon Park’s language was the opposite. Her strong negativity was a strong positivity.
Her ‘I don’t want to see you.’ Could be interpreted as ‘I want to see you.’
“Tsk, cute.”
– What? I’m not cute at all?
“It looks cute to me?”
– Ha? Isn’t it cute? Hey, do you want to annoy people?
“Okay. Okay. It’s not cute at all. Pretty. You look like a goddess. Okay?”
– Ha, sir, your way of speaking is annoying.
“I miss you.”
-I don’t want to see Mr. Pig.
“I’ll get ready quickly and go.”
– Just don’t come. Come at 11.
“I’ll run. No. “I’ll fly.”
-Chii…, Babu…
“I’ll go quickly. “Just wait a moment.”
– Ugh, be careful.
I busily prepared to go out.
‘It’s going to be a tiring day today.’
Smiling. Clown Ascension. I shrug my shoulders.
I was happy at the thought of meeting Park Ha-yeon.
※※※
Arrived at the gym.
“Welcome.”
Park Ha-yeon welcomed me.
“…”
Jinseong could not help but stiffen for a moment after confirming her true feelings.
[Affection degree: 40]
[Inner thoughts: Mr. Pig, I like it.]
[Inner mind: What kind of underwear should I wear today? Something ordinary? Something sexy? Something dirty? Cute one?]
[Inner mind: It’s strange. It hasn’t been long since my period ended… I have almost no sex drive after my period… My body has been getting warmer since yesterday… Itchy…]
[Inner mind: Ugh, yesterday… Imagine doing it with a sullen pig… I masturbated. However… Rather than doing it with my own hands… What Mr. Grim Pig does… It felt much better.]
Park Ha-yeon’s inner thoughts.
It was so stimulating.
Blood rushed to my lower abdomen.
It was hard and erect.
‘It’s erotic.’
Thinking about what kind of underwear to wear, feeling my body getting hotter, feeling like I masturbated last night using myself as my daughter, feeling better about masturbating myself than masturbating.
It was erotic.
I imagined Park Ha-yeon’s beautiful body. It reminded me of her finger touching her clitoris and her moaning in pleasure. She imagines being fucked and remembers how she would have climaxed.
It was extremely erotic.
Just by imagining it.
It’s so dirty. It’s infinitely obscene. It is so obscene that it paralyzes reason. Furthermore, it is so humid that it becomes difficult to breathe.
“Under…”
I’m going crazy.
She sat down on the chair in the dressing room. She sang the national anthem in her mind. She needed to calm down the excitement, the erection.
“After…”
I barely calmed him down.
I checked her weight.
[71.5 kg]
She lost 23.5 kg.
She is only 1.5 kg left to achieve her goal.
‘Really, the high point is not far away.’
A week at the earliest?
Two weeks at the latest?
It seemed like I would achieve my goal soon.
‘You can do it.’
Let’s cheer up a little more.
‘I can do it.’
All I had to do was take out a little more.
‘Let’s do it!’
Definitely.
I will plant a flag on the top of the mountain.
Then I checked the status window.
[Athletic Achievements: 74/100]
[Exercise (B): 28.654%]
[Stamina: 13.0]
[Appearance: 23.6/100]
[Hair: 1,900 hairs]
[Height: 0.2 cm]
Appearance 23.6
There are only 6.4 left to achieve the goal.
Hair 1,900.
The sparse hair has become quite dense.
Height 0.2 cm.
From 169 it became -〉 169.2 cm.
[Achievement 75]
[One. 1 hour of running]
[2. 30 minutes of fast running]
[3. Jump rope 1,000 times]
[4. 300 burpees]
[5. 40 push-ups]
[6. Squat 30 times]
[7. Park Ha-yeon and strength training]
Achievement 75 has been created.
I devoted myself to exercise.
[Inner thoughts: Mr. Guts Pig, you are amazing. Guts is the best.]
[Inner thoughts: Good luck, Mr. Pig. It’s cool to see you working hard.]
※※※
I finished exercising.
“Why don’t we go home?”
“Huh?”
Jinseong was taken aback by Park Ha-yeon’s suggestion.
It was an unexpected and unexpected suggestion.
“Why? “Don’t you want to go to my house?”
“No, it’s not that I don’t like it…”
“Mr. Pig, you had gloomy thoughts again, didn’t you?”
“No. I didn’t do it. Because it was unexpected.”
Although I had gloomy thoughts.
I couldn’t bear to answer honestly.
“You said you wanted to eat home-cooked food.”
“Huh?”
“Why, last time I asked you if you wanted something to eat, you said you wanted to eat home-cooked food.”
The contents of KakaoTalk came to mind.
[Hayeon Park: Is there any food you like or want to eat?]
[Me: I want to eat home-cooked food. Stir-fried kimchi, rolled eggs, stir-fried fish cake, seasoned vegetables.]
Park Ha-yeon avoided gaze.
She wiggled her fingers.
“That… Home food… I made it. “Eat and go.”
“…”
There was no answer from Jinseong.
Park Ha-yeon’s eyes trembled slightly.
“Maybe you don’t like it… ? Are not you are hungry… ?”
Doridori.
She shook her head violently from side to side.
[Inner heart: I have no money… I’m not good at anything… He also has a rough personality… Even to my brother, I just make fun of him… However… My brother is always nice to me… I’m so thankful…]
[Inner thoughts: Waking up at dawn… I worked hard to make the food… Furthermore, I hope you enjoy it…]
