Chapter 41 – Chapter 41
One week. I didn’t count the exact date, but that’s probably right.
Why can’t I count the exact date…
Okay, excuse me, what are you going to do? It’s because I cared about other things than the date.
To be precise, all her nerves were concentrated.
For a week, I did it when I woke up in the morning.
Even while eating, I did it because my eyes met.
Even while washing… I did it.
She did it while she was writing, after dinner, and before going to bed.
‘…’
As soon as the brakes on me were released, they just lusted after each other like animals.
I thought about it belatedly, so I made sure to use birth control, but honestly, I didn’t think I could guarantee it. It’s just raining in the sky.
“Lol…”
Do-kyun looked down at Eun-ah, who was playing with his fingers.
It was the point at the end of the day, when I came to the bedroom and mixed my body once again.
While touching each other’s bare skin, sharing body temperature, and confirming each other’s existence, a clear laugh cut off the thoughts that followed.
In my arms, she put her hands on me, interlaced them, then loosened them again to tickle me, stroking my fingers and smiling.
Even in the midst of that, the smiling face was truly clear.
“Is it that good?”
“Yes…!”
When he said it in a voice full of laughter because of his cute appearance, a clear answer was heard.
“Three, the best in the world… The best…!”
Stop playing with your hands and hugging them with a smile makes your heart tremble again.
The warmth that had permeated me little by little now filled my insides and overflowed, making me tremble here and there.
Small gestures, smiles at me, and affectionate expressions that hugged me were so tickling that my gaze was following her without realizing it.
His eyes, which slowly closed when he swiped down his cheek, were cute.
It was funny how it flinched and trembled when the ear lobe was lightly pinched.
When I moved my thumb lightly and brushed my eye area, following him and rubbing my face with my hand tickled my insides.
While stroking her for a while, she, who was enjoying the touch, opened her mouth with a voice of regret.
“No, that’s right…”
“Yes?”
A sullen face. The face that is gradually getting darker makes me shiver.
“What’s wrong?”
“My, tomorrow…”
As she continued to speak, she began to cry more, and a light shone in her eyes.
Seeing that face, Do-gyun felt like his stomach was tight again, so he softened his voice and continued.
“Tell me. Huh? Stop crying.”
“My, tomorrow… I have to go outside…”
“Ah.”
Do-gyun, listening to her words, remembered what he had forgotten.
‘But…’
I’ve been living in this house for almost two weeks, so there must be something to deal with.
First of all, the things necessary for life won’t always fill the house.
There.
‘Hospital…’
I thought maybe it would be big. I don’t know the exact diagnosis, but I could definitely feel that she was suffering from mental illness during her life.
It was like the sudden change of emotions you see right now, or the unfamiliar expressions you see from time to time.
Seeing him taking medicine in the morning and evening, I could have guessed that he was probably going out to get a prescription for a new medicine.
As I continued to think, I saw a head wrapped around my chest.
“Heeing…”
Suddenly, Do-kyun let out a choking laugh, feeling that she was crying because she didn’t want to go out, like a child who was crying out for not wanting to go out in the corner of her room.
“Floating, I don’t want to fall…”
The fact that she hugged me with her wide-eyed eyes was somewhat pitiful.
Do-gyun opened his mouth in a soothing tone, sweeping down Eun-ah’s back in his arms.
“Come on. I will wait here.”
“Huh…”
She felt a moist feeling on her chest.
Do I like it that much, or do I not want to fall like that?
Even though I felt a deep satisfaction in my heart when I thought about that, in a corner of my heart I couldn’t get rid of the thought of why I liked myself so much after only two weeks of dating.
The question of “Why is it me?” Lingered in my head.
I looked at her with her head buried in her chest.
These fifteen or so hours with her made me fall for her, but she didn’t let me know her thing about her.
I was curious.
Why was she herself, and why did she cling so pathetically?
What makes her cling to her so far?
What kind of life has she lived, and why is she suffering so alone?
She pursed her lips, but she did not bury him.
The moment I asked him, I had a strong premonition that this peace would be broken.
Right after that, what jumped out of his mouth were words of comfort, not questions.
“I’m waiting here, so feel free to go.”
“Uuuuu…”
“Well…”
When her melancholy energy did not go away, I was thinking about how to soothe her, and I remembered her first outing.
“Then.”
“…Yes…”
“Will you buy me a present?”
Her face, which had been lodged in her chest, rose and turned toward me.
“Gift…?”
“Yeah. Gift.”
I could see her face turning red at the word gift, as if she was thinking the same thing as me.
“Whoa…”
When she buried her head in her chest again, hot heat came through.
It’s funny to be shy again and smile again. She opened her mouth again and demanded an answer.
“Would you like to buy it?”
“Yes, yes…!”
An affirmative answer came from her arms.
Maybe I felt better, I felt my toes wiggling under the covers.
“Then you should sleep now. You have to work hard to go back tomorrow, right?”
“Yes…!”
After answering that, she raised her head again, met her eyes with mine for a moment, and pushed her lips out to meet hers.
Side.
Her short, falling lips, and a bright smile on the street that soon filled my field of vision, greeted me quietly.
“Good night…”
“Sleep well too, Eun-ah.”
“Yes…”
I felt that he answered briefly and was hugged. As I patted her on the back, I could feel her falling asleep, lightly dispersing her breathing.
When I lowered my gaze, I saw a sleeping face with my eyes closed.
She goes out
In other words.
‘…I can confirm it.’
This family, her traces.
*
She was ready to go out, looking the same as before.
A tightly tucked hat, a thick cardigan worn over a dress, and a mask covering most of the face.
‘…Crazy.’
Even until the last outing, the outfit I thought was going to catch a person looked cute.
Something that looked like a frightened herbivore seemed to have a bean pod firmly attached.
‘…No, I’ll have to come to my senses.’
I had work to do.
After brushing off his thoughts, Do-gyun smiled and opened his mouth to Eun-ah.
“Come back safely.”
When Do-gyun saw her off at the front door, Eun-ah’s head slightly lifted, revealing teary eyes under the brim of her hat.
I laughed at the fact that he had become crying again, and when I opened his arms, I ran to him in a hurry and hugged him.
“Heeing…”
“Okay, let’s go.”
“Yes…”
Languid voice.
With her head down, I lowered her mask to kiss her, and I was delighted to see her face staring at me with her crinkled eyes.
“Should I buy you a present?”
Emphasizing it several times seemed to be something a third-rate flower snake would do, so it was really out of shape, but Do-gyun, who suppressed the inside a little, smiled at Eun-ah.
Fortunately for her, her number worked, her face lit up a little, and she could see her nodding her head loudly.
“Yes, yes…!”
After she finished her answer, she turned around and was entering her password, digit by digit, in front of her front door.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
While opening the door lock, the face suddenly turns around and stares at me with a teary face, which makes me laugh once more.
When Do-gyun, who had a slight smile on his face, raised his right hand to see him off, he was seen to nod his head again with a bright smile and head outside.
She went out the front door, and the door closed.
Tiririk-!
After confirming that the door was closed, Do-kyun spread out his left hand, which he had been holding tightly until the day before, and stared at the two keys placed on it.
The key to the shamrock handle and the key to the circular handle.
‘With the library key…’
Perhaps, it is the key to the studio.
She was probably right, since none of the keys she had shown her during her life had been shaped like this.
After confirming the key, Do-kyun clenched his fists tightly and took a breath.
‘Check… Check…’
My heart pounded in two. He was aware that he was doing something dangerous, but he couldn’t seem to get on with his life without questioning it.
Suddenly, Do-gyun, who was controlling his stomach, felt an empty laugh break out.
In the end, even though the purpose was different from when I first picked up the key, what I had to check was the studio.
‘Escape is…’
Funny enough, she didn’t even think to check her password the moment she opened the front door and walked out.
Her head was full of just about her, and her escape was not in her head to the slightest degree.
‘I have to get out… I don’t.’
To people outside, she must have suddenly disappeared. There will be people who are worried.
As I thought outside, the life before being confined here flashed past, but that thought did not last long.
‘More than that.’
I wasn’t sure if it was right to say that, but there was something more important than that.
Do-gyun’s head turned toward the hallway behind the living room.
‘First… To the study.’
He had to check the back of the diary that he hadn’t checked yet.
His feet dropped, and step by step he moved.
After passing through the living room and entering the hallway, Do-gyun headed for the door on the inner left side of the hallway, stood in front of the study, took a deep breath, and inserted the key into the keyhole to open the door.
Click-!
As he unlocked the lock and opened the door, the hinges screamed.
Do-gyun entered the study with a familiar movement and turned on a light in a corner of the wall.
Click.
The surroundings brighten up in no time.
This time, as soon as the light came on, I closed my eyes to protect my vision.
After that, when Do-gyun slowly opened his eyes, he saw the inside of the scenery exactly the same as the last time.
‘…I haven’t been in since then.’
I also recalled the case where she suspected me and checked her house once, but that didn’t seem to be the case.
Bookshelves full of space and books filled with them. Looking back, it was an overwhelming sight.
Do-gyun, who was momentarily distracted by the sight pressing me down, closed his eyes tightly to shake off his thoughts and approached the bookshelf he was aiming for.
That buck that buck
The sound of small footsteps echoed, and Do-gyun, who approached the bookshelf he was aiming for, knelt down in front of the bookshelf and stared at a book with a familiar title for a while.
[The rusty sword and the grave of the hummingbird.]
The book that introduced him to genre fiction.
Of course, the diary was hidden behind this book, so I remembered the exact location.
When I took out the book, the diary that made him feel uncomfortable was welcoming me as it was back then.
Unknowingly, the outstretched hand took out the yellowed diary and opened it.
As I swiped the surface of the book, the princess and the unicorn floated yellow as before.
“Whoa…”
Out of breath
Now, he had to check the behind the scenes that he hadn’t seen.
Sarak-.
The sound of paper being turned was faint.
[I hurt her mother today as well.]
It was the first sentence I had already read.
Do-gyun’s hand quickly turned the page he was reading.
A few pages turned, and before I knew it, the diary was continuing with new content that I had not seen.
[Today, my mother praised me.]
[My mother said thank you for being sick instead.]
I’ve been thinking
Why, why did I like this sentence so much?
[Today, I was sick instead of my mother. Mother laughed.]
‘Instead…’
[I am so happy, but my hands are in tears.]
[Am I crying because I’m happy?]
‘Tears from my hands.’
There was something that made Do-gyun uncomfortable in a corner of his heart.
Accidents continued, and the fragmented fragments were being put together one by one.
‘Punishment, education, exchange, tears.’
And.
‘Go to sleep.’
A puzzle with the pieces fit together pictured a family.
Her mother is
‘This crazy bitch…’
She was neglecting her self-harm and encouraging him.
Kwak-.
The hand holding the diary is tightly clasped. His breathing was rough, and his teeth were clenched, representing his anger.
The page turned once again.
[My mother praises me today.]
[I read all the books today, and I didn’t interrupt my work.]
[It’s too cold.]
My head gets hot. The heartbeat was getting stronger.
[I made my mother sad today.]
[But it’s okay. Today, I can get sick instead.]
“Fuck…”
Swearing erupted from his teeth. Her shoulders trembled at the heavy breathing.
The diary turned to the next page, and Do-gyun paused in bewilderment at the sight of the diary that caught his eye.
‘…It’s torn.’
Roughly 7 or 8 pages were torn.
There is only one piece left behind.
Thud. Thud.
Do-gyun calmed his throbbing heart and turned the pages slowly.
Flutter.
When I turned the page, there was only one word written on it.
[Die.]
I couldn’t figure out the meaning.
But.
‘…The handwriting is different.’
It was written in a rough handwriting different from the round pages of the preceding pages.
After turning the page to the end, Do-kyun closed the book and sighed.
‘What I got.’
And the fact that she was abused.
‘…The handwriting of the last chapter.’
The doubt only deepened.
The fact that she had been abused made her heart ache, but the contents of her diary were too fragmentary to make any inferences about the facts.
She did so while she sighed.
‘…?’
Discomfort. A feeling of incongruity, not knowing how to explain it, ran through my body.
Again, she opened the first page of her diary.
[I hurt her mother today as well.]
Does not exist.
[My mother hugged me tightly.]
Does not exist.
[It’s too cold.]
Does not exist.
[I can get sick instead.]
Does not exist.
[I am happy.]
Does not exist.
Shaking hands checked the last page of the diary once more.
[Die.]
‘…Doesn’t exist.’
Throughout the diary, there are entries about her sister.
‘Not a single line…’
There was no
‘How?’
Father? There might not have been Because single-parent families are not so rare.
‘By the way…’
Its presence was already confirmed in her mouth. Certainly her older sister still alive. Her older sister, whom she seemed to be close to.
‘Not a single line…’
That it was not mentioned in the diary.
‘Does it make sense?’
Thud. Thud.
My heart beats again.
The trembling that started from the fingertips began to eat away at the whole body.
My hair, which had been burning all the time, went cold in an instant.
‘Something is strange.’
As long as you feel that way.
“What are you doing?”
A voice came from behind.
