Chapter 14 – Oppa, I Want to Drink
It wasn’t a particularly grand story.
He came from a well-to-do family in Seoul, and lived without anything extravagant, but his father was defrauded during the investment process.
He sold his house to put out the fire, but as he lost his residence, he had no choice but to move to Jeongseon, Gangwon-do, where his grandparents live.
Her grandmother and her parents went to work in the cabbage field every day, and her grandmother’s small house was always empty.
In such loneliness, young Hyeji lay on her cold floor, clutching her cell phone and exploring various worlds.
Then the place we reached.
It was a dirty cartoon.
─Oh my, this…
Just like a boy who exclaims with joy after encountering pornography for the first time at a friend’s house, young Hyeji became immersed in the explicit and provocative content of comics.
“You know that, brother, right? “Time flies when you look at pornographic things.”
“Ah, huh. That’s right.”
She tried to say that she didn’t know because she was embarrassed, but it was obvious that she would be asked if it made sense that she didn’t know, so she just nodded her head.
I didn’t necessarily add the comment ‘I tend to take especially longer’.
“The kids don’t play because they’re from Seoul. “My interests are only focused on sexy things, so I have nothing to talk about.”
Author Hyeji smiled a lonely smile and sighed lightly.
“So, what I like the most and what I’m best at is ‘drawing dirty pictures.'”
Is this a manga writer who makes a living?
“I want to drink.”
Author Hyeji muttered that and then secretly looked at me.
I was a little afraid of how she would change when she got drunk, but I nodded because I thought it was too cruel to not let her drink while we were talking like this.
“Great. “What do you want for snacks?”
“It’s what my brother does.”
“I can eat something more delicious if I order it.”
“I want to eat what my brother cooks more than something delicious.”
“Hmm.”
To be honest, the beef oatmeal I made last time was pretty much what YouTube made, so I was a little scared to cook it as a side dish this time.
But she still chose my poor workmanship over proven restaurants.
“All you have to do is boil ramen.”
“Are you eating ramen again?”
“When do you know you ate it?”
“Over there.”
When I pointed out the crumpled bag of ramen thrown away in the trash can at my feet, she crossed her arms and scolded me with a sulky expression.
“Then just break it and eat it.”
“Hmm.”
Still, breaking down ramen is a bit boring.
“Only for today.”
I didn’t feel like it, but looking at the amount of alcohol in the refrigerator, I really needed a soup snack since I’m not a person who only sips beer.
Next time I come, I have to buy this and that. It’s bothering me.
As I was adding the ramen water, there was a refreshing sound of the can being opened. Seeing that he couldn’t resist that bird and started drinking beer, it seems like he must be a strong drinker.
‘I’m nervous.’
With her switch flipped, she completely abandons her usual composure and unleashes her darkness concentration to 100 percent. She was already at her café talking passionately about the definition of pure love, putting on such hardcore positions while everyone was listening.
Unlike last time, when I didn’t care if people heard me, there’s no one around now. Moreover, unlike the first time, I also touched her bare breasts once.
What if you drink too much in that situation?
There is no guarantee that you will not go to the end.
‘… She should have brought Mr. Shin Dong-yup in her pocket. Damn it.’
I swallowed my saliva and poured out the powdered soup. It was definitely not drool, but rather dry drool.
“Oppa.”
She has already emptied a can of beer and her tongue begins to twitch.
It’s a big deal.
If it continues like this…
“… “Please wait until the ramen comes out.”
“Just one bottle of soju from that refrigerator.”
“Wait.”
She hasn’t even had snacks yet, so she’s naturally looking for some soju. Even though she learned how to drink incorrectly, she learned it wrong for a long time. She spoke firmly and slightly forcefully, and although she had a sullen expression, she quickly agreed.
“Oppa told me to wait, so I’ll wait.”
I’m glad that I’m still at the stage where I can listen well.
Fortunately, she sat on the bed silently and waited for me, like a puppy that heard the words “Wait,” And in the meantime, the ramen was finished boiling, so we were able to safely place our snacks in the middle and have a drink.
Oh, strictly speaking, I almost couldn’t tip my glass.
“Ta-da!”
“Writer. “Is there anyone in the world who toasts with a soju bottle?”
“Then what should I do?”
“Soju is usually consumed in a small glass.”
“If I drink it like that, I feel bad about eating it again.”
“Listen to me.”
“Yes…”
She slumped her shoulders again with a sullen expression and took the glass I handed her.
The glass is not a soju glass, but just a water cup.
“Why do you only fill it a third?”
“I filled the soju glass to the appropriate capacity. Have you ever drank alcohol outside?”
“Yes. “When I lived in Jeongseon, I ate at the convenience store and that’s all I ate here.”
So I guess I didn’t know much about how other people drink soju.
Someone who knows should teach me, right?
“… Next time, he and I will have a drink outside.”
“Really?!”
“Because I’m trying to teach you how to drink. Don’t expect too much…”
“My brother asked me out on a date!”
She screams, folds her hands and lifts her shoulders up to her ears, looking blissfully happy.
“But writer Hyeji. Why do you like me so much?”
After everyone emptied their cups, she spooned ramen and soup into her bowl and asked: A few drops of soup fall on the simple table.
She smiles brightly as she takes the bowl I hand her.
“That’s right, it’s pervert.”
It feels like something I’ve already said, but it has a slightly different meaning than last time.
I am a shady person. It is a pervert that cannot end a delusion as a delusion, so it has to be expressed in a novel.
But perhaps because she is that dark, I am the only person who can understand and accept her, who is as dark as me.
Not all perverts are good though.
A good pervert is clearly in front of her.
It’s not about looking at her and lusting after her. … No, she would be lying if she said she didn’t do it at all, but if she said she was sick, she would willingly go out and try cooking, even if she was not good at it.
When I heard that she drinks her alcohol without any snacks, she doesn’t wait for her to get drunk, but makes her ramen in the hope that she won’t spoil it.
Because it’s such a pervert.
She probably likes me too.
“The writer must have never discussed hobbies and interests with anyone in his life.”
I have no friends.
Of course I can’t tell my parents.
She smiled bitterly and nodded her head silently.
When I saw that, I made a promise.
“From now on, you will say a lot of dirty things to me and things like pervert.”
“Is that okay?”
“I will listen to you reassuringly like a real brother.”
Since you were born as a pervert, let’s become a cool and sweet pervert.
So that she is no longer lonely.
Let’s be the only man in the world who can listen to even high-level, mind-boggling stories.
Looking back, it was such an embarrassing thing to say, so I drank soju without hesitation. Her cheeks were also stained red, perhaps because of the soju.
“Like my brother. Just like my real brother…”
She seemed to like those words so much that she kept repeating them. She swallowed the words that were floating in her mouth along with the soju and exhaled.
If this one word was a little bit of comfort to her who has probably been lonely for such a long time, I’m glad…
“Something very… “I’m excited because it feels like siblings.”
… How on earth does that lead to that?
Unable to hide her embarrassed expression, she approached me with a blush.
“Oppa, while we were talking… Shall we play like siblings?”
What kind of play is this between siblings, you pervert!
I guess it was a bad choice to allow alcohol.
