Chapter 212 – Afterword – 1
In a tightly closed room with a bed, a desk, a large closet, and a large window, Seol-ah was sitting on a chair with her back bent, staring at a computer screen.
What floats above the monitor is a fancam video from a hip-hop festival that took place not too long ago.
What flowed out of Seol-ah’s mouth while watching it was humming, and what her hand holding the pen did was writing down lyrics on a notebook.
… Yes. Seol-ah, who had reached puberty a little early, was in the midst of hip-hop.
The hand that was writing the lyrics stopped after the video was finished.
Seol-ah took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
‘It’s fucking cool.’
The ‘sensibility’ of writing lyrics while stuck in a room like this is cool. That me is so cool.
Seol-ah, who shuddered at the feeling of being narcissistic, closed her notebook and stood up.
It was soon to be dinnertime, and it was because her mother would become furious when she skipped her meal.
Kik-.
After the door is opened, the sight is the twin brother who is having a fight again, and the fourth and youngest children clinging tightly to their father. And beyond the kitchen was my mother.
Seol-ah shook her head.
There was no ‘hip-hop’ anywhere in this landscape.
“Ah, did Seol-ah come out?”
Do-gyun asked, and Seol-ah answered.
“Yes.”
Do-gyun just nodded her head and then went to a seat in the corner of the sofa and saw Seol-ah looking at her smart phone, and recalled a smile tinged with trouble.
She was doing it because she didn’t want to offend her daughter who was about to hit her puberty.
“Appa.”
“Yes?”
“Yogo.”
While looking at Seol-ah, her youngest child, Do-a, pointed with her tiny hand to a part of the storybook she had been reading the day before.
“Are you a bee?”
“Ugh, goonbeon.”
“It’s not a jobber, it’s a bee, but it’s stupid.”
When Jia giggled and pointed out Doa’s pronunciation, Doa hit back with her pale face.
Hehe.”
Flinch-.
Jia’s shoulders shook. What’s wrong is… , Jia herself knew best.
The damn card game. Gnome’s duel. She played with it to the fullest, and when she deliberately lost, she became arrogant and said such things when she said that she had won.
With that in mind, I wanted to shoot right away! Jia endured it!
‘Because I’m the older sister!’
She never beat her and she wasn’t without confidence!
Jia spread her chest wide and smiled crookedly.
… She was struggling to hold back her crying.
Do-gyun starts to cry and Do-ah glistens at the picture of her bee. And when she saw her twin, who was now about to punch her, she blankly raised her head to her sky.
Is there another mess like this in the world?
She laughed blankly at the thought.
“Eat food!”
Eun-ah shouted.
The twins, who were about to engage in a fistfight, stopped. Jia and Doa’s heads turned. Seol-ah shut her mouth tightly and headed to her table.
A mess that can be sorted out in an instant.
Do-gyun felt the overwhelming difference in power and headed to the table.
*
Seol-ah thought.
Hip-hop is alcohol and drugs. Smoking hemp while drunk is real hip-hop.
Seol-ah wanted to know. What the hell is that guy’s alcohol and his drug, why are rappers so crazy about it?
Curious 13-year-old Seol-ah, in the midst of her adolescence, did not know how to contain the questions that came to her mind.
Seol-ah, who stole the alcohol from the display case today, locked the door tightly and looked at the bottle.
A golden liquid was swaying in a large bottle that had to be held with both hands.
Gulp-.
Will I be able to know hip-hop if I drink this? Seol-ah glared at the bottle while swallowing dry saliva at that thought, then sighed deeply and put it down.
… Because they don’t know how to open a cork.
It was not strong enough to pick it with his hand, and it was uncomfortable to hold. And even if he did, he was in a scary mood to drink.
Resembling her father in her strangest parts, the timid Seol-ah was a 13-year-old kid who couldn’t practice her delinquency for fear of being scolded by her mother.
Seol-ah’s lips protruded.
You have to drink to know hip-hop, but that’s why you resent yourself for not being able to do it.
Today, too, hip-hop has gone too far. As she let out a sigh at that thought, a knock sounded, ‘Knock Knock’.
-Seol-ah, daddy, can I go in?
It was a germ.
Surprised, Seol-ah hid her bottle under the bed and opened her door.
“… Why.”
She said it with her head down, but even in the midst of that, her eyes were checking Do-gyun’s complexion.
Maybe she’s mad Her heart was racing at the thought of scolding her.
Do-gyun felt that Seol-ah was looking at him and a smile was about to burst out, and he put up with it and asked Seol-ah.
“There was no alcohol in the display case again. Where did you go?”
Seol-Ah’s eyes turned to the air at her words in a slightly mischievous tone.
“… I don’t know.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“It’s strange.”
Do-gyun bent his back. It was to match Seol-ah and her eye level.
“If my mother comes and sees me in the evening, she will be angry, but it is a big deal. Right?”
Flinch-.
Seol-ah’s body trembled. Her complexion was already turning white. Do-gyun smiled at her and stroked Seol-ah’s head.
“Can’t you just tell Dad? Dad is good at keeping secrets.”
Word of mouth.
Do-gyun was well aware that his first daughter was weak to such soft words. He was a very proud and blunt child, but he was still very soft-hearted, so if he said something comforting like this, he pretended not to win and confessed the truth.
Seol-ah’s body moved to the side.
“… Under the bed.”
Do-gyun straightened his back, entered Seol-ah’s room, and took out a bottle of liquor from under the bed.
‘Uh, even if I choose, I’ll choose something that’s toxic like this.’
Did you pick it because you have eyes to see, or did you bring it as you see it?
Do-gyun, who was laughing at the thought that came to his mind, soon took it out and put his index finger in front of his mouth.
“Is this a secret between us?”
Seol-ah licked her lips and looked at her floor, then nodded her head and put her index finger in front of her mouth.
“… Secret.”
“Yes. Oh, and don’t spend too long on the computer. Because your eyes are bad.”
“Yes.”
Do-gyun leaves, and the door closes.
Seol-Ah felt her inside tickle, and after putting away everything she had been preoccupied with the day before, she lay down on the bed.
Her face is buried in the pillow.
In the midst of recalling the shameful feeling of her own flight that failed today, of her not being thorough and confessing her again.
In the midst of that, Seol-ah thought.
I’m so glad my dad found out. I’m so glad she kept it a secret from her mother.
… Seol-ah, still young, did not know that even though Eun-ah knew everything, she was conniving at it.
*
Doah, the youngest member of the family, has been in the middle of something lately.
It’s about exploring the inside of the house.
It’s already been 2 weeks, and Doa has been walking with a beating heart to the big house where no matter how much she explores, she can’t see the end.
‘Today is the second floor.’
The first floor is the living room and her mom and dad’s room last week, and I went into her closet, so today I’m going to go to my sister’s room on the second floor.
Having made up her mind, Doa crawled up the stairs, and then moved stealthily to stand in front of the door to the room of Seol-ah, the first of the older sisters.
The secret of the big sister who is always quiet will be here.
With that thought in mind, Doa, who infiltrated Seol-Ah while she was away at school, jumped up and turned the doorknob of Seol-Ah’s room.
Clap-.
The door opened, and Doa stuck her head out to check inside.
One bed, one desk, one closet, and a large window.
At first glance, the room looked like nothing special, but that’s why there was a part that stimulated young Doa’s imagination.
Kong-dak-dak-dak.
Doa’s heart raced.
Doa entered the room with waddling movements and began to search meticulously here and there.
Look under the bed, look under the closet, and then glance at the top of the desk.
After looking around the room for a while, Doa found a note hidden behind the computer and her eyes twinkled.
‘Secret!’
Hidden secret. Treasure!
With that thought in mind, Doa stretched out her hand and grabbed the note, quickly unfolding it and checking inside her.
And.
“Uh?”
Tilted her head.
*
After returning home from school, Seol-ah couldn’t control her excitement.
One reason is that she came up with good lyrics while taking her class.
Before this ‘sensibility’ disappears, you need to write it down in your notebook. With that thought in mind, Seol-ah stepped into the house and tilted her head at the sight of Do-gyun and Do-a in the living room.
It’s because I felt uncomfortable with that scene for some reason.
Seol-ah, who narrowed her eyes at the sense of incongruity that came up, took a closer look at the two, and immediately afterwards, Seol-ah’s body stiffened.
It was because I was used to what Do-gyun was holding in my hand, and why I was reading to Do-a right now.
‘… Note.’
Her own secret notes.
It was over there
Seol-ah’s body stiffened. Her face started to turn red.
Do-gyun raised his head. Doa’s head was also heard.
Seol-ah made a daze while parenting the sudden rising emotions.
A really awkward situation.
In the midst of it, Do-kyun turned his head to the side and let out a giggle.
Doa asked.
“Sister, is it dark or dark?”
Seol-ah felt like she wanted to hide in her mouse hole.
