He Was Imprisoned by Writer Najaxo. 94

Chapter 94 – Chapter 94

There is such a thing. Life is a comedy seen from a distance, but a tragedy seen from up close. Do-gyun recalled that this was not the case in my current situation.

“Ugly! Sea cucumber! Sea ​​anemone!”
“Idiot! Ugly! Mutt!”
“Month!”

‘No, Chunshik… I’m not calling you…’

Chun-sik barks at the word mutt without even understanding the atmosphere.

Do-gyun felt like he was about to lose his mind in the chaotic situation that followed.

I would rather not know anything like Chunshik. I didn’t want to get involved in a fight between the two kids.

The atmosphere where the blade is standing at its fullest pulls the back goal. I had to say something about mediation, but I couldn’t figure out how to cut off that conversation.

While he was grabbing his messy head, Yeonji’s first attack continued.

“You are an adult! It’s worth your age!”

A sharp insight that is not like a kid. While Do-gyun was slightly surprised by this, Eun-ji, who was sitting on his back, trembled and gave strength to Do-gyun’s arms around Do-gyun’s neck and screamed.

“I’m pretty even as an adult, so I’m a princess! You must walk on all fours like an idiot!”

As the ruthless personal attacks continued, tears welled up in Yeonji’s eyes.

While Do-gyun, who was out of breath, felt uneasy about him, Yeon-ji let out a gasping sound.

“No…! Yeonji is not ugly!!!”

What followed was a voice full of sorrow.

However, tears did not solve anything.

This was a battlefield, and tears were a handshake that boosted the morale of the enemy.

Eunji’s gaze turned to Yeonji.

Encouraged by the sight of her starting to cry at the word “Ugly,” Eun-ji gave her another shot with a mean smile.

“No! He’s short and has an ugly face!”
“Kuhhhhh…”

Do-gyun looked at Yeon-ji, who frowned as if she was about to burst into tears.

‘No way, Yeonji. If you cry here, you admit it. Please don’t cry!’

The words I shouted inside because I couldn’t handle the situation getting bigger. Did it reach Yeonji? Yeon-ji, who quickly calmed down her crying, bit her teeth and fired at Eun-ji with a ferocious face.

“Everyone, the leg is disabled!”

Flinch.

Do-gyun’s body trembled.

‘Oh my gosh…!’

Is a personal attack a personal attack? Yeonji shouted as she glared at Eunji’s leg in a cast.

The words he shouted while stammering until they reached the end. However, it did not seem to have dealt any damage to Eunji.

“What’s wrong with the face!”

A personal attack launched again. Eun-ji grasped Yeon-ji’s weakness in the previous battle and persistently aimed at his face.

“Keuhuh…!”

Yeonji starts to cry again.

While Do-gyun was confused and did not know what to do, Yeon-ji started to cry.

“Huhhhhh!!!”

As a result, the right to select juice passed to Yeonji.

As with children’s fights, the meaning of defeat and the meaning of helping adults were intertwined in crying.

However, Do-gyun, the only grown-up here, couldn’t help because he was strangled by Eun-ji.

At least Chunshik was free.

“Huhhh!!!”
“Month! Month!”

It was too big a role to hope for a mutt with no pedigree.

Chun-sik wagging his tail while hovering around Yeon-ji. It was a very appropriate ceremony to decorate Eunji’s victory.

The moment the win or loss was confirmed like that, Yeon-ji, driven into a corner, pulled out the special move she had been saving until the day before yesterday.

“I will tell my mother everything!!!”

Mother chance.

It was an ultimate skill that could be used in children’s fights.

If I had to use an analogy, Mom Chance was like calling the long-time scholars of the Munpai to a quarrel with Moorim Fujijisu.

“Ugh…!”

Eunji’s body trembled at the devastating blow, and after a while, a small mutter came out of Eunji’s mouth as she swayed.

“Me, me too, mom…”

I tried to protest something… But yes.

Eunji had no mother.

“Mom…”

The crying started to creep out in the muttering voice, and at that moment, Yeonji, who caught it, took care of the crying and put on a mean smile.

A quick change of attitude.

What followed was a devastating blow.

“What, what… You don’t even have a mother? You are a complete orphan!”

Do-gyun’s mouth fell open at the words he heard.

When he was put on the defensive, his own cousin who accidentally dabbled in magic.

At the end of the ensuing fight, Chae Yeon-ji (7 years old) changed her job to a flame pad ripper.

At this moment, Do-gyun witnessed once again the existence of the theory of vocal evil.

“Oh, no…”

The war situation turned over at once. Do-kyun, who felt the cry deepening in Eun-ji’s voice, felt that if it continued any longer, nothing but destruction would remain, and he let out his voice.

“Stop it! So far! If you fight, Santa won’t come!”

Please. Please stop I wish he wouldn’t burden himself any more. I shouted with all my heart.

“Go down~! High and low!”
“Huh… Mom…”
“Month! Month!”

The situation showed no signs of improving.

Oh, the tears welled up.

He just wanted to sit down and cry.

However, at that moment, Do-kyun, who knew deep to his bones that everything was really over, rolled his head, chewing and swallowing the rising tears.

Appropriate solution. I had to find him. Do-gyun’s accident accelerated and he retraced the situation from the beginning.

‘A matter at issue.’

That.

“Two, I’ll carry both of you, so stop!!!”

Pop-.

The situation has come to a standstill.

Yes. It happened because both of the little kids wanted to be carried on me. If that’s the case, it’s okay if I carry both. Do-gyun, who recalled it only belatedly, shut his eyes tightly and shouted, blaming his stupid head.

“They are both princesses, so let’s get along well, huh?”

Please stop now

“Yeah, since unnie is on her back, Yeonji should be on her back.”

No, it’s not lifting, it’s hugging? I don’t know. Isn’t that important

Do-gyun, who made a quick decision, bent over him, then held the rouge in front of me and opened his mouth.

“Okay, let’s let Yeonji be the front princess and unnie the rear princess.”

As soon as I picked him up with the desire to free myself from this pain, the two little boys met each other’s eyes at a distance where the tips of their noses would touch, glared at each other and turned their heads away.

“Huh!”
“Huh!”

I feel like my backbone is being pulled again. Do-gyun gritted his teeth and regained his senses, then opened his mouth while trying to smile.

“Sah, we should get along well…!”

Words of pleading.

Do-gyun said that, and sighed as he saw the two of them not even looking at each other, and moved on.

Please stop fighting

*

Back home after an hour or so.

Do-gyun looked at the little boys walking by holding his hands tightly with eyes full of dejection.

“Shall we go? Princess?”
“I know. Princess!”

The backs of their heads creating a friendly atmosphere and smiling hahahoho.

Suddenly, the events leading up to the return to Do-gyun’s mind flashed through his mind.

No matter how much I tried to dissuade them, the little ones who didn’t even think to listen to them recovered their spirits within 10 minutes of starting their walk, started whispering among themselves, and soon formed a blood alliance.

The hands of the little ones holding each other were resentful.

‘What am I…?’

Why did you suffer so much? What made you suffer so much?

I felt sick to my stomach. The little boy’s duel ended with the by-product of Do-gyun’s stress.

In the end, I was the only victim of this fight.

The situation fits perfectly with the adage that a shrimp’s back explodes in a whale fight.

In the bitterness, the tear glands cause trouble. Resentment is heard

On a day like this, I missed Eun-ah.

She also wanted to receive Nadenade herself. She wanted comfort. I desperately needed a word of warm comfort to soothe my bitter stomach.

While chewing and swallowing sadness for a while, her mother, who had discovered Do-gyun, greeted her.

“Oh, is your son here?”
“Yes, I see. Here I am.”
“What kind of nonsense are you going to hold on to like that? Don’t just stand there, come and help mom.”

Do-gyun’s head turned at her mother’s words.

My mother takes her eyes off me while frying again.

Can’t you feel the sadness from this sad expression on your son’s face? Can’t I pat him on the back and comfort him? While his thoughts continued, Do-gyun sighed and trudged to sit down next to his mother.

‘Yes, as long as the results are good…’

What if my stomach hurts? Was there ever a day when you weren’t upset? I just did it because the results were good.

With that thought in mind, Do-kyun began to skewer his tempura while controlling his stomach.

*

More time passed, and Do-gyun, who finished the ritual food before he knew it, patted him on the waist and headed to his room.

When I opened the door and went in, the first thing I noticed was the little boys sleeping in my bed, holding his hand tightly.

‘…’

Do-gyun, who was looking at him with jealousy filled his eyes, sighed as he looked at Porong lying on his desk.

“Why-.”

Carefree cry.

Do-gyun let out an empty laugh at him, then reached out and brushed his hair, and Porong made a loud noise and closed his eyes.

Do-kyun looked at him and took control of his heart again.

Yes, as long as the results are good.

The moment Eunji came out, the first thing she worried about was not being rude in front of her parents. Didn’t her playing with Yeonji also produce positive results in the eyes of adults as she was seen as playing well with the children?

That’s it.

The bitterness was something I had to deal with.

Do-gyun, who calmed down and sat down on the desk chair, turned his head to the presence he felt on the bed while petting Porong.

What is reflected in the field of vision is Eunji who quietly raises her body.

Do-gyun burst out laughing at him and spoke to Eun-ji in a playful tone.

“Are you awake?”
“…”

There was no answer coming back.

She was barely awake, and looked around in a drowsy manner.

For a moment, Do-gyun was about to say something to her, but she opened her mouth first.

“…What time is it?”

Flinch.

Do-gyun’s body trembled at the tone he heard.

‘It’s not Eunji’s tone.’

Feeling him, Do-gyun quickly began to examine her complexion.

A face with a blurred expression. Eyes down low.

“Mr. Eunseol?”
“…Yes.”

A bright expression appeared on Do-gyun’s face at the answer he heard.

Eun-seol is back.

Suddenly, Do-gyun, whose heart was filled with tears, spat out her words of resentment toward her.

“No, where have you been? Do you know how surprised I was when Eunji suddenly popped out?”

The words I said when I felt like I could breathe. However, Eun-seol overheard him and took on the appearance of contemplating something, then apologized.

“Sorry. Don’t worry, I’ll always be here.”

A different color than usual. Do-gyun, who secretly raised her question, looked at her for a while and then nodded her head.

“Yeah, what…”

Eun-seol’s expression was not good. It’s usually not that good, but now his expression was more subdued.

I thought, ‘Is something wrong?’, But if it was, he would have told me. Do-gyun, who had come up with such a thought, continued her silence while looking at her.

“Guwaeong-.”

Seeing her awakened Eun-seol, her little ponytail let her cry out and approached her.

Then, Porong climbed onto the bed and rubbed his head against Eun-seol’s arm.

Startle-.

Eun-seol, who trembled at him, then slowly put his hand on top of him and continued to stroke the baby boy.

“Did anything else happen?”
“What…”

Do-gyun continued to ponder over the events after Eun-ji came out and spat out an answer.

“Everyone except me was happy.”

As he recalled the past moment, his backbone pulled up, and when he said that, Eun-seol smiled and nodded.

“You worked hard. It must have been very embarrassing.”
“Stop talking.”

The words you say with a deep sigh.

Do-gyun let out a pouting laugh, thinking that he would finally take a breather.