Chapter 11 – #11. Self-Made
[Describe Constant’s New Babylon.]
Oh. What was announced. I think this could be roughly written somehow.
[What is deconstructivism architecture, and based on it, describe the characteristics of the works of Frank Gehry, an American master.]
Ah… It looks like he took a class… But Mr…
I’ll come see Petey.
After receiving the test paper, I was just spinning my ballpoint pen.
Everyone next to me was busy filling out the answer sheet, but I just stared at the clock with anxious eyes.
Hannah… Is she supposed to be good at studying?
I saw the back of her sitting far away.
Seeing that he is writing something, it seems that he has prepared more than me…
If she had studied even a little bit, she would wring her head and cast a spell to remember it, but since she hadn’t touched anything, there was no way she could remember.
In the end, I handed in the test paper first and waited for Na-eun outside the classroom.
And I started thinking about the impending crisis.
The first thought that comes to mind is ‘Am I an idiot?’
No matter how bad the happening with Naeun that day was, that’s the case.
I was very pathetic two days ago when I just couldn’t stand it and put the heroine’s name on it.
In fact, whenever Naeun reads my novels, she is not a strange person.
She is my true artist.
If you read my novel for a better Japanese-Russian work, I, the author of the novel, should be very grateful.
I was crazy to think of putting her name in there. It’s crazy.
Ha…
Anyway, I said let’s read it together, but where the hell did you say that you would read such an unfamiliar novel?
It was absolutely unreasonable at places like cafes and restaurants.
What about the cock what about the pussy
No matter how much I love my work, there is a time and a place.
I really don’t know what to do.
One by one, after completing the exams, students started to come out, and when about half of them had left the room, Na-eun walked out of the classroom.
“Let’s go. Brother.”
“Where are you going?”
“I’m hungry, so let’s eat.”
5pm.
We sat facing each other at the hamburger shop in front of the school.
Eating the hamburger with her small mouth, she was like a hamster.
I, who used to eat without any conversation, wanted to bring up something.
“That… Did you do well on the test?”
“No.”
A short answer as if he didn’t want to mix words with me.
Well… It’s not because I’m not sitting here to promote friendship…
Picking up one of her fries, she asked me.
“What about my brother? He’s leaving right now.”
Seeing you ask me this, it doesn’t seem like you hate it that much…
“If I could have written all the answers, I wouldn’t have gone out at that time.”
He smiled bitterly and took a sip of Coke.
“But I don’t have much interest in architecture anyway.”
“Why? At the time of the final presentation, I saw that the model was made beautifully and well?”
“You have to do well at least that, so you can graduate.”
After that, she said nothing and looked out of her window, nibbling at the remaining fries.
“Brother, get up when you finish eating.”
Since there was nothing but garbage left on my tray, I nodded and got up to clean up.
“But Naeun, there was something I was worried about a little while ago.”
“What is it?”
“That… There is something that helps…”
“Yes.”
“Where can I help you?”
I was the one who wanted to avoid being publicly executed while holding a reading in a public place.
Fortunately, her answer was not in a public place, but it succeeded in embarrassing me even more.
“It’s my room.”
Yes?
You’re saying you’re going to take me, an attempted rape, into your own room?
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t understand it.
Is Naeun not afraid of me? Or was it about the last happening that she was actually not a big deal to her?
I couldn’t figure out what he meant by inviting me there.
“What is that expression. You’re saying you’re talking about a perverted novel like that in a public setting?”
Naeun looked at me with a pitiful look.
“No. That’s not it…”
“It’s a waste to pay and rent another quiet place. Just follow me without saying anything.”
I knew I had no choice anyway, but I felt a sudden surge of tension.
26-year-old Lee Min-ho.
It seemed like a girl’s room, but I couldn’t believe I’d ever been in it.
When I was writing a novel, all I did was search for ‘female homeroom’ on the internet and watch a few vlogs for description.
In reality. It’s not someone else’s, but Hannah’s room.
Even after getting on the bus, my heart hardly calmed down.
The features of Naeun, who was sitting next to me and staring at her cell phone screen, caught her eyes.
…Pretty.
Really pretty.
It’s like I’m not going to draw anything like that…
Rather, it was her beauty that seemed like she would become a model for Yajjal.
Perhaps conscious of my gaze, Naeun slightly turned her head towards me.
“Why.”
“No. I just wanted to see something.”
With an embarrassed expression, I turned my head.
“Get off at this station.”
Naeun rang her bell and stood up.
The place I got off after her was a town not too far from my house.
However, unlike the neighborhood around my house, which was full of motels, this neighborhood was dominated by neat apartment complexes and officetels.
The place we arrived at is a newly built officetel that looks quite reasonably priced.
…HNE author. You are rich.
Actually, if I wanted to move, I could, but the contract period was still left, so I was just living without thinking about it.
Because I live alone, there is nothing uncomfortable about it. It’s cheap too
After entering the password, as we boarded the elevator together, the scent of her shampoo began to vibrate again, just like the day before yesterday.
The subtle scent of oranges began to stimulate my sense of smell.
And naturally, as the memory of that day came to my mind, I struggled very hard to suppress the reaction that came to my lower extremities.
You crazy What if I set it up before entering?
It’s only on the 9th floor, but why does this time feel so long?
Soon after, the elevator stopped, and when Na-eun took the card key, there was a rustling sound of the lock being unlocked.
Gulp.
Mother. Father. Son. For the first time, I came to a house where a woman lived alone.
Of course, it’s not the normal route, but my son did it!
It was a funny situation for her, but it made her heart pound.
As she opened the front door and entered, she couldn’t help but notice the neat wooden floor.
Nana and Naeun are both majoring in architecture.
Like it or not, after eating here for about 4 years, you can get a rough idea of how much it would have cost.
It was clear that the lighting and furniture were all hand-picked.
You really paid a lot of attention… The price looks expensive…
“Wash your hands first and sit on the sofa for a while.”
“Huh.”
“I’m going to change clothes, so don’t come into the room.”
When she said that she was undressing, her sense of reality was doubled and tripled.
Me now really. Hannah is in her room.
After going into the bathroom and washing my hands, I splashed cold water on my face with the mindset to get my mind straight.
Wake. Lee Min Ho.
It was an officetel with a cute feeling, but this was definitely a tiger’s den.
It was a space where if I let go of my tension and behaved like an idiot like last time, I would be eaten.
Nice
Just do what you are told to do and return home safely.
We are a business relationship. Business relationship.
What was waiting for me when I went out mentally armed like that…
Dolphin pants, one of the representative items that excite men.
A white string nastie that looks as if the navel is barely visible.
It was Naeun with her hair tied up so that her white neckline was clearly visible.
“…Come in.”
I felt my thoughts paralyzed by her attire, which seemed to have only a man’s romance painted on it.
I put it in his mouth…
Wake up!
Thinking that I might be seized by lust again, I slapped my cheek hard.
Naeun came towards me as if she was surprised by my behavior.
“What’s wrong? What’s going on?”
A dizzying valley came into view between her nashii.
Huh… I thought that if I had a reading of my novel in this state, I wouldn’t lie and I might be in a state of full erection the entire time I was in this house.
“No no. Let’s go in.”
Naeun said, ‘What is this asshole.’ He was looking at me with a wanting expression.
“It’s okay, right?”
“Okay. Let’s finish it quickly.”
I pushed her back toward the bedroom.
Hannah’s bedroom.
How many men have ever been in this place?
I made up my mind to just do what I had to do and finish it, but my gaze naturally scanned Na-eun’s bedroom.
Clean wardrobe and storage in white tones.
Light pink duvet cover and pillow.
Cute dolls placed at the head of the bed.
“…I didn’t call you to watch, so come and sit down.”
As I looked around, Naeun took out a chair between her and sat me down in front of her computer.
“Since the Midwinter writer said that he would entrust me with the next character, I thought it would be good to learn more about the concept and characteristics of the new character this time, so I called my brother.”
“But isn’t it just for you to read it?”
“Are you asking me to read all these fucking long perverted novels?”
…Read a lot.
Tens of thousands of people follow me live every day.
“Then what should I do?”
“A new episode uploaded today. Please read this.”
“Are you going to do a reading?”
“Whether it’s reading aloud or organizing the contents, ask me to tell you a story that will help me.”
Opening her Internet page, she started typing the address of her Nobel World.
Since it was her hit, the most recent cover of [I imprisoned her], The illustration of her husband, Ga-yeon, was displayed on the front page of her page.
When I clicked on Nam Ga-yeon’s picture, what floated there was…
[Hannah (1)]
…Naeun’s expression began to harden.
