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He Was Imprisoned by Writer Najaxo. 97

He Was Imprisoned by Writer Najaxo. 97

Chapter 97 – Chapter 97

Do-kyun chewed the food by moving his jaw in a quivering motion.

The first thing I felt was the texture of ‘mulky’. Yes, it was ‘Mulkyong’. Even though I was chewing the fish meat, the texture of chewing jelly was in my mouth.

Then taste. An indescribable, unique taste began to linger in Do-gyun’s mouth. The fishy taste of salmon was not felt. It would be correct to say that the scent of coriander was masked because it was too strong.

However, that didn’t mean it erased all the fish’s taste. One thing to point out is that she is one of Go Eun-ah’s personalities. That is to say, their cooking skills are considerable.

The ‘Coriander Steamed Salmon’, which chews in the mouth, was ravaging the tongue with the harmonious taste of each ingredient, cilantro and salmon. I wish the spicy taste of the coriander would erase all the taste of the fish, but only one. The taste of salmon continued to assert itself in a distinct form.

Orchestra of Demons.

It was a harmony that seemed to go out of mind just for that expression.

“How is it?”

Hidden words. Do-gyun lifted her head and examined her expression.

Calm face. Eyes looking straight at me. In addition, the slightly raised corners of the mouth add to the yummy feeling. I wanted to spit out words of protest.

However, the reason she couldn’t bear to spit him out was because she was enjoying these dishes so much.

Incredibly, she was shoving her food into her mouth, looking a little more hungry than usual.

My expectations were wrong. Eun-seol didn’t cook these dishes to annoy me, he did them because he really felt they were delicious.

It is obvious what will happen to her eyes if she raises a bad opinion about these things.

Do-gyun raised the corners of her mouth with a trembling movement and spat out her words.

“Oh, it’s delicious…”

It was an unfamiliar sound.

Do-kyun gave her answer and looked at her expression. A look that brightens the smile that floats on your face. After she laughed for a moment, she took a small portion of her portion of steamed salmon and put it on her own plate and continued her words.

“I’m glad it suits your taste. Eat some more here You must have suffered.”

You are making me suffer

Those words were all the way to her chin, but they didn’t come out of her mouth. Do-gyun was a person who knew how to understand the atmosphere.

“Thank you…!”

Note it and pass it on. You just have to get over this moment. Do-gyun thought of it and pushed the steamed salmon into his mouth again.

Do-gyun, who moved his jaw, closed his eyes tightly.

It’s food torture. This was food torture, needless to say.

Do-gyun hadn’t experienced it even once since he was discharged from the military. No, she felt like she was about to lose her mind at an unprecedented level of torture, which she had never experienced even during her military career.

The Marines’ instruments were at least made with sweets. I wasn’t bothered by the taste. Of course, I had to pick an amount that I couldn’t eat all of it, but that was still the case, so in terms of suffering, this moment was overwhelmingly difficult.

Suddenly, Do-gyun felt Sergeant Jeong Chan-ho, who was offering him snacks, overlap Eun-seol’s face.

“Eat deliciously.”
– Eat deliciously.

Words delivered with a warm smile. However, even if the intention was good, there was no law that the result would be good. Pain and despair. Hate again. Do-kyun felt all sorts of malice welling up inside him at the uncomfortable favor being handed to him.

Mouthwatering. I needed a mouthful.

Do-gyun, who remembered that idea, turned his attention to ‘Hot Tomato Salad’.

I don’t know why it’s ‘hot’ and why the steam rises from the tomatoes, but Do-gyun picks it up with thoughts like ‘At least it’s better than this.’ He stuffed tomatoes and grass into his mouth.

Right after.

‘Fuck…!’

Do-gyun regretted his choice. This one wasn’t too hard either.

The taste itself was better than steamed salmon. However, the texture was the problem. The hot, mushy tomato blends with the fresh grass to create a monstrous texture. Plus, the flavor of the sauce sprinkled throughout the salad.

‘Hot sauce…!’

It tasted like hot sauce.

The taste left as a trauma to me after I went to a pizza shop with Eunji on Christmas Day the other day. The taste overwhelms the tongue.

Then everything was understood. Why ‘Hot Tomato Salad’?

Do-gyun looked at her with her quivering eyes. In between, they quench their thirst with wine and enjoy their meals.

As always, this place was painful for me.

A deep breath comes out. Despair, entangled in breath, settles on the food and casts a shadow over the green.

After holding her breath for a while, Eun-seol opened her mouth.

“Aren’t you eating? I like not leaving food behind. You should eat while you can.”
“Haha, yes…”

Words to recommend food again. Do-gyun closed his eyes tightly and held the spoon.

*

The long, painful moment was over. Do-gyun, who was lying on the bed, took a deep breath and erased the remaining sensation in his mouth.

No, I wanted to erase it.

Her food was still burning in my mouth. Even though she drank that much water after she finished eating, and even though she brushed her teeth to the point that her gums were all chipped, the sensation of that moment that hadn’t gone away was still running through her mouth.

Hate. I hated her, I hated cooking, and I hated the world.

When will this feeling go away? She closed her eyes tightly as she remembered him, but the taste in my mouth grew thicker as I became more desperate.

While her malice was overflowing and her world was resentful, she returned to her bedroom after she was well prepared.

He came and lay down next to me without saying a word.

When Do-kyun moved her gaze, he saw her sitting in a white dress for the first time in a long time.

Eun-ah’s clothes. The shape of Eun-ah’s hair. Do-gyun knew what that meant.

“Are you leaving now?”

She’s back tomorrow After about a month and a half, Eun-ah returns.

“Yes. There is no reason to stay any longer.”

Sure to come back.

“…Was the meal satisfactory?”

And it was a persistent question.

“…Yeah.”

Do-gyun felt that the sentiments that had risen slightly disappeared as she persistently continued to ask her questions. I was about to forget the taste because I was so appreciative of the outfit I hadn’t seen in a long time, but this cruel man reminds me of the taste again.

“Yes? That’s it.”

Nodded head. Do-kyun glanced at him and changed the topic with an awkward smile.

“You have been through a lot.”

Farewell for a while now. Do-gyun, who recalled him and raised his feelings again, said that, and Eun-seol continued to answer.

“Star.”

As always, the words handed over as if it were not a big deal. Having said that, Eun-seol kept her mouth shut for a while, then spoke.

“…Don’t be impatient.”
“Yeah.”

It was a word without her subject, but Do-gyun knew at once what she wanted to say. It is probably referring to my attitude toward Eun-ah.

Shortly after she lay in her hospital bed, she looked at her legs wrapped in a cast and reminded me of her comforting me when I was impatient.

‘I have to do something’, ‘It’s my fault.’ Such thoughts filled her head and reminded me of her scolding me as I opened the door to her studio.

He was a strange person. I was the one who knew my feelings better than I did and took care of them first.

So, he was a person who always made me feel grateful.

Do-gyun pondered over what he could say to lighten her burden even a little bit as she conveyed her request until the moment she left, then spat out her words.

“Don’t worry. Will I do well again?”
“A horn.”

Do-kyun felt a laugh burst out at the blunt answer he heard.

After a moment of suppressing her laughter, she looked at him and let out a deep sigh, closing her eyes as she added her request.

“Since you have been asleep for a long time, you will feel the gap. I’m sure I’ll try to turn away, but it won’t be easy. He will appear anxious, so please calm him down.”
“Yeah.”

Words of encouragement to the end. When she finished speaking, she bit her mouth shut.

It means no more talking.

Do-gyun felt him in her actions and followed her, closing her eyes.

I didn’t say goodbye.

*

The next day, Do-gyun woke up feeling the nostalgic weight weighing down on his body.

Light pulse. A breathtaking warmth that is about to disappear. Breathing slowly.

When Do-gyun opened his eyes, what was reflected in his field of vision was Eun-ah, who was breathing out with her head buried in his arms.

After a really long time, almost two months, she came back. Immediately after realizing him, Do-kyun remembered how awkward the weight was on me.

Maybe it was a normal thing, I didn’t know. Before I knew it, the time with other personalities became longer than the time with Eun-ah. The time she was asleep was well over half of the season, so it was quite understandable that this weight was unfamiliar.

Take a moment to think briefly. Do-gyun lay there blankly and reached out his hand to stroke Eun-ah’s head.

Hair that is soft and smooth. Then, at my gesture, Eun-ah raised her head and greeted her with a clear smile.

“Joe, good morning…!”

Words that are handed over with a sweet eye smile. It’s been a long time too.

“Good morning.”
“Yes…!”

Do-gyun greeted her, saw Eun-ah digging into her again, let out a smile from her, and hugged her.

“Lol…”

The sound of laugh like a joke tickles my ears. The scent of the person in your arms permeates your nose.

It was very funny. Even though the body has been together for a long time, it only becomes aware of it when it is with Eun-ah. Perhaps she was the only one to blame for this close physical contact, but Do-gyun remembered that this was something he was very happy about.

It is only when I am with her that I feel the warmth, and her body scent seeps into the tip of her nose. These things make her special. It keeps you from forgetting her even as you roll between her personality and her personality. Plus, she makes me miss it.

Do-gyun hugged Eun-ah even more strongly. The things that make her feel her are so feeble as if they would all fall away at any moment, so she can only feel them when she hugs her tightly like this.

Even though we were always together, I missed this warmth for a little over a month and a half.

Waking up alone in bed, I finally got the warmth I was looking for.

Realizing him, a faint smile crept across Do-gyun’s lips.

“Did you sleep well?”
“Yes, yes…!”

A stuttering answer. Eyes sticking out their heads and looking up at me. After looking up at me for a moment, Eun-ah pulled out her neck and pushed me to kiss her.

A short ‘side’ sound echoed, and a moment later, I felt the soft flesh passing by.

Do-gyun made her a blank face at the situation that passed by in an instant, and she let out her smile again and buried her head in her arms.

Do-gyun, who laughed a little later, patted her on the back and spoke to her.

“Should I wake up now?”
“Ugh…”

It was a word I asked, hoping to have some food soon, but the answer that came back was negative.

“Oh, today is a lazy day…!”

As Eun-ah said, she dug deeper and continued her words with a smile.

“Ah, since it’s still midwinter… Just a little bit…”

Do-gyun’s body stopped and trembled at the words he heard. Still one winter. Do-gyun, who reacted that way after hearing that, then gave her an answer while sweeping her back.

“Yes, then today is the only lazy day.”
“Yes…!”

Do-gyun let out a smile and closed his eyes, feeling Eun-ah burrowing into her.

Only a few words of conversation had passed, but even then, a gap was felt. He said he would have seen her in close to two months, but he would still feel that she was with me. Her long wait must have been her last night’s dream.

In an instant, Do-kyun remembered that this emotion was really lazy.

Even though everyone already knew it, and even though Eun-seol asked him to do so, he only starts moving after talking with Eun-ah. I wish I had prepared in advance, but this feeling, which is extremely lazy, started working late and shook me.

Sympathy arose. In addition, sadness arose.

The budding season had arrived, but she was still in the middle of winter.

He Was Imprisoned by Writer Najaxo.

He Was Imprisoned by Writer Najaxo.

나작소 작가에게 감금당했다.
Status: Completed Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
The web novel Deep Sea Diver was abducted and imprisoned by a writer from Najaxo who got off.

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