Chapter 206 – The Animal Girl (2)
The woman with a neutral voice was wearing a fairly unconventional outfit. A white tank top that showed off her belly, and hot pants that came up just above her thighs. It is an attire that will catch the attention of many men.
“My youngest, long time no see!”
As soon as the woman greeted and approached, Jang Deok-hun jumped up from his seat and stepped back.
“Nuna, why are you here?”
In response, Deokja Jang, a woman who has just entered the house, shrugs her shoulders.
“Look at him? What’s wrong with me? You can stop by the house sometimes. What do you say to me more than that? Crazy muscle devotee? Psycho?”
“That, that…….”
Deokhun Jang trembled, blurring the end of his words her. He couldn’t focus and it was pitiful to see his eyes wandering around.
Jang Deok-ja smiled and approached Jang Deok-hun, and he hugged him in his arms.
“Ugh! Why are you scared! Do you think my sister will be angry with our cute youngest?”
“Oooh?! Oops!”
Jang Deok-hun, hugged by his voluptuous chest her, waving his arms in the air with a suffocating sound.
“Still, I am a little sad. Did your sister do something wrong in the past? Forgive me now, okay?”
Jang Deok-ja stroked his head as if he thought his younger brother his was cute.
Seeing that, Lee Seok-chan speaks softly.
“Does your sister look like your mother? Are you pretty?”
“Your physique resembles that of an old man?”
It’s definitely pretty. The cool features and the exposed neckline with the hair tied together are impressive. The voluptuous breasts emphasized between the athletic tank tops also drew attention.
However, Deokja Jang seemed to be 175 cm tall even at first glance, and she was the tallest woman I had ever seen. She’s not just tall. Whether it was because of her father’s genes her or because she worked hard, she had a great frame. To be honest, her well-trained shoulders and abs of her, and her lower body of her are seen first before her figure of her.
“Anyway, Deokhun is so grateful to have an older sister like that. Hug me like that I envy you.”
Jang Deok-hoon, who was actually hugged, was causing a game, but it was a carefree sound.
Seo Joo-hwan let out a blank laugh as if it was absurd.
“You also have Hayeon.”
“Is she your sister? Fuck. If I’m an older brother, then he’s an older brother.
It was Lee Seok-chan who was a great man.
While the two were talking, Jang Deok-hun escaped from his sister’s arms. He turned to go straight into the room. However, Deokja Jang showed off his skilled steps and blocked the door.
“Let’s talk with your sister some more, youngest.”
“Poetry, I hate it!”
“Oh, look at how he talks. Are you going to use such a hard tone even to your sister? Come here.”
“Lord, brother Joo-hwan! Help me!”
Saying so, Jang Deok-hun hides behind Seo Ju-hwan.
Seo Joo-hwan, who was suddenly pushed forward, was taken aback.
“Uh huh? Me? Yamma, your sister is looking for you, so why me?”
“Your older brother is your teacher!”
“No, man. What kind of teacher am I?”
Even if he conceded a hundred times, he was a writing teacher, not a martial arts master, but his attitude was as if he was asking for a fight instead.
At that time, Deokja Jang looked at him with disapproving eyes and said.
“Hmm. Who are you to stand in the way between me and the youngest?”
“No, that, I didn’t particularly block it. Ha ha…….”
Seo Joo-hwan and Jang Deok-ja faced each other from the front.
The two soon sensed something was amiss. It’s the first time we’ve met, but for some reason it doesn’t feel unfamiliar. It was a face I had seen somewhere.
The two of them pointed at each other almost simultaneously.
“Ah, ribbon fitness!”
Ribbon Fitness Anyang.
The largest gym in Anyang and the 2nd Ribbon Fitness store run by Lim Soo-hee.
Seo Joo-hwan had seen Jang Deok-ja there. He had never spoken, but he remembered his face clearly. It was because she was working as her trainer under a very unusual name.
“Chelsea Trainer, was your real name Deokja Jang?”
On the other hand, Jang Deok-ja remembered Seo Joo-hwan in a different way.
“Soo-hee unnie’s lover! Right?”
Questions and denials continued.
“Hey, sweetie? Misunderstanding!”
“Don’t call me by my real name!”
Two people screaming.
Lee Seok-chan muttered as he took a sip of coffee.
“It’s shit.”
It was a pleasure to watch.
*
After a fuss, the three of them were spending time in Jang Deok-hoon’s room.
Lee Seok-chan was lying on the bed and enjoying the limited edition Blu-ray that Jang Deok-hun gave him, and Seo Ju-hwan was looking at Jang Deok-hun’s writings and giving him advice.
“The color of the light novel is too dark. It is hard to see for those who are not familiar with it.”
Jang Deok-hoon did not call Seo Ju-hwan his master for nothing. After the lecture, he began to look at Jang Deok-hoon’s writings in earnest. He also had some gains from teaching in his own way, so he gave feedback close to one-on-one tutoring.
“Hyung-nim, do light novels only work in Japan? Or maybe the problem is that I can’t write…….”
“Right. The problem is that you can’t write.”
“Cuck!”
“Actually, I don’t think there is much difference between Korean web novels and Japanese light novels. But the problem is the difference in sensibility. Japanese light novels are too exaggerated and cheesy for Koreans to see. I think it would be much better if it was changed to a Korean style.”
“Ugh. My heart aches.”
“Uh. A reaction like that.”
“Heuk.”
Jang Deok-hoon reacted to the unfiltered facts as if he had been hit by the stomach. However, it was only at the beginning of this year that Deokhun Jang started writing, so he wasn’t too disappointed. Rather, it can be seen as natural that it cannot be written.
Seo Joo-hwan patted Jang Deok-hun on the back, telling him to cheer up.
“What are you doing now that you’ve only written two volumes? I don’t think I’ve ever used one of these before. I was messed up more than this.”
“Mess… How many times have you spent, brother?”
“Me?”
Seo Ju-hwan suddenly remembered the old days.
He was 19 when he first started writing. When he was 20 years old, he said he would try to do a paid serial, and he took a leave of absence from the university he was accepted at best. He continued to write even after serving in the army, but after Han Soo-ah died, he let go of his hand for a while.
He started writing again after he was in third grade. Until he graduated like that, he continued to write as a hobby until he resigned after a year of employment and died. Its duration is approximately 3 years. Including what he wrote since he was in high school, he has completed more than six works in total, which is roughly more than 2,000 episodes.
‘Including this life…….’
Would it be around 2,500?
Jang Deok-hoon opened his mouth in a huge amount.
“This, two thousand five hundred? How long have you been writing?”
I guess there was a misunderstanding. Of course, it included the writings written before the return, but that was not the case from Jang Deok-hoon’s point of view. Thanks to this, Jang Deok-hoon’s eyes looking at Seo Ju-hwan had a deeper respect.
“Well, if you use that much, you can use it as much as your older brother. It is far away.”
“No, not really. Even if they have the same talent, there are individual differences in how quickly they grow. And Deokhun, you have talent.”
“Is that true? Can I write like you too?”
In fact, the fact that there are individual differences means that even if you write more than 2,000 pieces, you may not be able to reach the same level. But you don’t have to kill your nerves. Above all, Jang Deok-hun is the one who took the light novel he published as a graduation project before returning. He meant to write at least enough to publish.
Seo Joo-hwan smiled and nodded.
“Possible enough.”
“Huh,haha. When my brother says so, I gain confidence. Thank you even for the empty words.”
“It’s not empty words, so try your best.”
In fact, Jang Deok-hoon had a talent. Maybe he’s better than he was before he got the system.
He opened Jang Deok-hoon’s status window.
〈 Deokhun Jang 〉
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Height: 187cm
Weight: 92kg
Likeability: C+
Current sexual desire: E+
Fetish: Agalmatophilia (lower)
Retained Talents: Martial Arts (C+/A+), Imagination (C+/A), Sleight of hand (C/B+), Writing Skills (D+/B+)
[Agalmatophilia is a syndrome in which immobile objects such as sculptures, dolls, mannequins, and figurines are excited.]
Leaving behind the true otaku fetish, we examined Jang Deok-hoon’s talent his.
‘As expected, he has talent.’
The current level of writing ability is low, but the potential for development is sufficient. On the B+ side, it was a number that could be ranked at the top depending on how hard you tried.
‘If it’s a web novel, the value goes up even more.’
Web fiction is a field that anyone can challenge because it does not require professional qualifications. Thanks to this, there were many amateurs, and the average value of talent was inevitably lower than that of other professional occupations.
Of course, like Jung Ha-yeon, there were cases where he could not write a novel even if his writing skills were high, but Jang Deok-hun has another talent, ‘imagination’. This was a talent that even Seo Joo-hwan envied.
‘Actually, he’s a guy who’s more suited to martial arts than novels.
Jang Deok-hoon’s talent was the best in martial arts, from the current level to the potential level. Can I rot this like this? If it’s an A+, it’s a talent that can aim for the top even in the world.
Seo Joo-hwan secretly decided to take a look at Jang Deok-hun.
“Deokhoon-ah, do you want to live as a writer?”
“Yes! Originally, my goal was to become a manga artist, but I gave up because I couldn’t improve no matter how much I tried. But I am glad that my brother said that I have a talent for writing.”
A very firm answer.
Seo Joo-hwan smiled awkwardly at those words. Do I really need to recommend this guy? Still, I felt sorry for my talent, so I decided to ask.
“Are you not interested in martial arts?”
“… Martial arts?”
“Uh. I guess you have a big physique and like to exercise. It seems to be really innate.”
“Well, martial arts is a bit…….”
Jang Deok-hoon rarely frowned and shook his head.
“I like sports, but I hate martial arts. I don’t have very good memories.”
“Why? What happened?”
“… As a child, he learned jiu-jitsu and kickboxing with his older sister his. One time, he asked me to deal with him, saying it was a new skill in Jiu-Jitsu, and he took out my shoulder joint.”
“…….”
“When I was in middle school, I broke my arm while sparring at a kickboxing gym. After that, martial arts stopped. I hate being sick…….”
Jang Deok-hoon trembles as if he is afraid even when he thinks about it again.
Seo Joo-hwan kept his mouth shut on that dynamic past.
‘You stepped on the future champion before he even sprouted.’
Terrible Deokja noona…….
Seo Joo-hwan eventually changed his mind not to recommend martial arts to Jang Deok-hun. Even though he has talent, he can’t be told to do something he doesn’t like. He was fortunate that he had a talent for writing as well.
“Okay. Let’s write I will help you.”
“Yes, thank you. I like writing or making things.”
Deokhun Jang said while holding up the figure displayed on one side.
“Isn’t that plausible? I made it myself.”
“You did that yourself? Didn’t you buy it?”
Figure was one of the heroines of famous light novels. An impressive character with his light brown hair, white uniform, and three swords in his hand. He even painted it, so he thought it was a purchased item, of course.
Jang Deok-hoon says with a big smile.
“Ughhh. That’s right, I made it myself. When he was young, he learned to be a cartoonist, drawing was useful. Still, there are a lot of tricky parts. Take a look here.”
Upon closer inspection, gaps in the joints and insufficient paint could be seen here and there.
“Ah, that’s a little awkward. Is it still great?”
“Hehe. Thank you Actually, it was a secret, but I’m also working on a character from my older brother’s novel.”
“What? Really? Show me!”
Seo Joo-hwan said excitedly that he was working on a character for his novel.
Deokhoon Jang corrected his words with a sorry face.
“I haven’t actually started production yet, I’m just thinking about it. It’s a bit difficult to show because it’s in the drawing stage. Production takes a long time…….”
“Oh, I see. It’s a bit unfortunate.”
“Actually, I was going to make two and give one as a gift.”
“Oh oh!”
“Hehe. You can look forward to next year. It’s a tutoring fee.”
The tutoring that started to help a close younger brother came back at an unexpected cost.
Seo Joo-hwan shook hands with Jang Deok-hoon, feeling his enthusiasm rising.
“Disciple!”
“Master!”
Lee Seok-chan, who saw this, spat out with a confused expression.
“Eww. Fucking bastards.”
Lee Seok-chan, who said that, was watching the animation with great admiration.
*
Seo Joo-hwan was troubled by one thing.
‘What do we do? Can I do it Wouldn’t that work?’
The reason he was in trouble was none other than Jang Deok-hoon’s older sister, Jang Deok-ja. He went to the gym in the evening and ran into Deokja Jang. She seemed to notice strangely, and when he finished his exercise and went back, she followed him.
“Mr. Juhwan!”
“Yes?”
“Can you help me out? Are you close with our youngest?”
“Are you Deokhun? He’s friendly, but… What are you asking for help with?”
When I asked back the sudden words, Deokja Jang said with a desperate face.
“My youngest is afraid of me.”
“Yes. You can see that……”
Deokhun Jang was startled when he heard Deokja Jang’s voice in her. He said his shoulder his was dislocated and his arm his was broken, so it must have been traumatic.
Deokja Jang continued with a gloomy expression.
“Didn’t we get along really well back in the day? But because of me… Ah, anyway, can I help you get closer to the youngest?”
Saying so, Jang Deok-ja grabbed Seo Joo-hwan’s hands tightly.
At the same time, a status window popped up.
〈 Jang Deokja 〉
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Height: 177cm
Weight: 68kg
Likeability: C
Current sexual desire: B
Fetish: Kinesophilia(top), Tripsophilia(top)
Retained Talents: Pleasure (A/S), Digestion (B/A+), Exercise (B/B+), Impulsiveness (B/B+)
The first thing that caught my eye was, of course, S-class talent.
Seo Joo-hwan looked at her status window and thought.
‘What is this beast…?’
Pleasure, digestion, exercise, impulse.
It was like an animal wearing a human mask.
