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He Was Imprisoned by Writer Najaxo. 90

He Was Imprisoned by Writer Najaxo. 90

Chapter 90 – Chapter 90

The day has come.

‘Time flies…’

I don’t think I did anything, but the Lunar New Year has already come.

For Do-gyun, it has been half a year since the last Chuseok.

If it’s different from last Chuseok.

“Get it quickly.”

This time, he is going with Eun-seol.

Do-gyun opened his mouth as he sat on the sofa and saw Eun-seol urging him with his arms crossed.

“Wait a little. Still, if I go, I will have three days, so are you going to bring it?”
“What did you not do beforehand?”
“…Uh.”

Having said that, I run out of things to say again.

If I had to make an excuse, it was because of Eun-sam’s novel.

The internal injuries that had lasted far beyond Do-gyun’s expectations were all healed not too long ago, and Do-gyun, who unintentionally put the novels aside, screamed happily and read through the delayed novels.

Yes. In a word, he did not prepare to play.

“Sorry…”

Eun-seol sighed deeply at Do-gyun’s apology while avoiding his gaze.

“It’s okay, so take care of it.”
“Yep.”

After answering quickly, Do-gyun packed up and checked what was missing.

‘Clothes, underwear… Everything to wash is there…’

It seemed that he had roughly everything he needed.

“Looks like it’s over. Let’s go now.”

When Do-gyun said that while dragging the suitcase, Eun-seol stared blankly at the luggage Do-gyun had packed and opened his mouth.

“There should be a paper bag under the shelf in the kitchen. Bring that too.”

Tell me something in advance

Do-gyun, grumbling inside, headed to the kitchen and found the paper bag Eun-seol had mentioned on the bottom shelf of the shelf on the right.

He stretched out his hand and took out his bag, and then Do-gyun, who was looking at him, moved his gaze toward Eun-seol and asked a question.

“What is this?”
“Gift.”
“Eh?”

When Do-kyun let out a stupid sound at the short answer, Eun-seol glanced at him and added an explanation.

“Then shall I go empty-handed?”

It would not be an illusion to be moved by the words you hear.

It was also right to ask Eun-seol. It must have been a fairly unreasonable request for him, but he meticulously takes care of even this part.

“Thank you for your concern.”
“Star.”

Eun-seol stood up on his crutches and headed for the front door as if he didn’t care about the words of thanks he had been handed over.

Do-gyun packed his luggage and paper bag and followed him behind him, asking questions in a calm voice.

“But what’s inside?”

There is no mark on the outer packaging, so I asked.

“Alcohol.”

A short answer came back.

Should I really call it a gift worthy of her? Do-kyun smiled slightly at the answer he heard and nodded his head and accepted her words.

“Your father will like it. If it’s alcohol, he’s the kind of person who wakes up even when he’s asleep.”
“…Yes?”

A half-question returned to the words handed over.

When Do-gyun moved his gaze, he saw Eun-seol showing a willing expression.

“Good.”

The corner of the mouth that rises slightly.

Do-gyun, filled with uneasiness, slapped her on the back of the head, narrowing his eyes.

‘Won’t it be a masterpiece or something like that?’

He is a person who seeks alcohol whenever he has a chance.

Furthermore, it seemed she needed a drinking buddy, remembering that whenever she brought out a drink, she always asked if I would like a drink.

Do-gyun, who continued to show her suspicion, slapped her on the back of the head for a while, then brushed her head.

‘…No way.’

No matter how good the alcohol is, it won’t be like that.

Do-gyun, who dismissed the growing anxiety as just an illusion, brushed off all the doubts that had remained until the day before yesterday and followed her behind.

If it was really going to be a big deal, I should have stopped it.

*

Above the highway.

Do-gyun looked at the cars in a row on the road with a tired face.

It’s already been an hour since I’ve been blocked like this, so I wonder if it’s the way home. I haven’t always experienced it using public transportation, but I’m tired of driving myself like this.

“…The car is clogged up a lot.”

Do-gyun, fed up with the continuous sight, spat out the words in an annoyed tone.

“…”

There was no answer coming back.

Do-gyun, feeling strange about her, moved her gaze and narrowed her eyes when he finally realized that she was asleep.

Suddenly, a tendon bulged on the back of his hand.

‘Ah-oh…’

Sleeping without knowing the world.

I’m not in a position to shoot at her, but I couldn’t help feeling nasty when I saw her sleeping so comfortably.

Couldn’t he even talk to him while he was awake?

Do-gyun sighed as he remembered that thought and moved his gaze forward again.

‘Yes, it deserves to be tiring.’

Even though it was nasty, it was understandable to her when she remembered her for a few days.

Even after she was discharged from the hospital, she had been working on something from time to time, and she seemed to be very busy lately, and she only tapped her laptop all day yesterday.

‘Did they say they were running a company?’

I’m not sure how that’s possible since she can’t be out all the time, but she spent most of her time outside of her body outside of her reading, working.

I don’t know exactly what happened because I didn’t tell you in detail, but it wouldn’t be small considering the amount of documents floating on the laptop screen that I glanced at.

Do-gyun thought of Eun-seol, who was groaning at the endless paper bombs, and shook her head to shake her thoughts away.

It was strangely difficult to be fine, so it would be better to let him rest in peace now.

After thinking about her, Do-gyun, who had been yawning with her mouth wide open for a long time after driving again, checked her rest area sign from a distance and moved her lane.

Sleep is on the verge of causing an accident if it continues like this.

‘Eat some rice while I’m in.’

The time on the clock indicates 1:00.

It would take at least three more hours to arrive, so Do-gyun decided that it would be better to eat it in advance, parked in the parking lot, turned off the engine, and looked at Eun-seol.

Sleeping without knowing the world.

Do-gyun, who was looking at her, felt her smile slipping out of her eyes and reached out her hand to wake her up.

“Eunseol, wake up.”

Her body trembled slightly at the words he patted her on the shoulder.

After a short time, she slowly opened her eyes, rolled her eyes, and found Do-gyun, yawning slightly and asked a question.

“…Have you arrived?”

A hushed voice is heard.

“No, I stopped at a rest stop. I’m going to take a break for a while.”
“Ah…”

Eun-seol, who rolled her eyes in a daze at Do-gyun’s words, then nodded her head and gave her an answer.

“Yes.”
“I also solve rice while I go out. It’s lunchtime.”

When Do-gyun pointed at his watch and said that, Eun-seol nodded after confirming him.

After getting out of her car, Do-gyun put on her coat and continued her words as she got off.

“What are you going to eat?”
“…Go pick it up.”

Have I been sleeping less?

Do-gyun saw Eun-seol blurt out an answer as his body trembled, nodded his head and moved on.

The rest area during the homecoming season was literally the scene of a sea of ​​people.

It took a long time to order a meal as it was crowded with people who came to rest or have a meal.

Do-gyun, who had been waiting in line for her for a long time, turned to her in front of her automatic dispenser and asked her a question.

“What are you going to eat?”

In response to Do-gyun’s question, her eyes turned to the automatic dispenser.

Take a moment to look at the menu that has Eun-seol’s eyes on her.

“Cheese pork cutlet.”

Somehow, the normal answer came out.

Do-gyun, who was surprised inside, nodded his head after realizing that the rest area doesn’t sell anything like cilantro kalguksu.

Well, if you sell something like this in a place like this, no one will eat it.

Do-gyun, who laughed while thinking about miscellaneous things, finished his calculations by choosing his portion of ramen.

After a while, Do-gyun, who had brought her prepared meal, went to her empty seat and handed her her meal and spoke to her.

“Looking at the traffic jam right now, I think I will have to go roughly three more hours.”

I didn’t know how much more it would be blocked after this, so when I said that with a guess, she scolded her with a frown on her face.

“I’m fed up.”

Flinch.

My body trembled at the words I heard.

Looking back, I am the person who came this far because of my own mistakes.

Feeling sorry for her because she seemed to have caused her a needless hardship, Do-gyun spat out her small words of apology toward her.

“Sorry. It’s just because of me…”

At the words she handed over, her gaze turned to me, and after sighing, she answered in a non-trivial tone.

“I am not talking to you.”
“I know, but I’m sorry.”
“If you know, do well.”

After saying that, Do-gyun looked at her as she started eating.

He picks up the pork cutlet with chopsticks and removes the cheese that is stretching.

Do-gyun, who felt a slight laugh at the way he turned his attention away from me, took his chopsticks and thanked me.

“…Thank you.”
“Star.”

What was heard was, after all, a tone that seemed insignificant.

*

After the clogged highway ended, Do-gyun was welcomed by the scenery of his hometown stretching forward.

A school across the street and a stationery store in front of it. The market that runs all the way to the side gives off a sense of nostalgia.

Thankfully, unlike the rapidly changing city, my hometown always welcomed me in the same way.

Of course, that might not be for me, but it was inevitable that I would feel grateful for my hometown, which always leaves me with the same memories even if I don’t visit often.

Even if you live in the city and forget about it, when you come back, old memories come to mind and remind you of where you were.

At that, the corner of his mouth rose slightly and for a while before his hum came out, Do-gyun opened his mouth with a feeling of great pleasure.

“Mr. Eunseol is here.”
“Yes, I see.”

Wasn’t she asleep this time? Her gaze shifted slightly and I looked at her and saw her looking at her school and market in the distance.

Do-kyun smiled at him and opened his mouth again as he moved his gaze back to the road.

“See the market over there? That’s the market I used to go to every day after school. The tteokbokki sold at the entrance was so delicious…”

There was such a thing. When I visit my hometown with people from other places, I feel like I want to point out things nearby and explain them to them.

“… And the elementary school in front of me is the school I attended. Since I am a graduate of the 77th class, it has been 98 years since this year.”

As Do-gyun felt that way and continued to explain, she, who had been listening to him for a long time, suddenly gave an answer.

“It’s a new feeling, but you’ve grown old.”

Flinch.

I felt like my feelings up until the day before were shattered by the answer I heard.

Do-kyun pouted out his lips as he felt a sting in his stomach.

“No, why does age come up there?”
“Then why don’t you talk about it? I explained it like an old man who had reached the end of the world, but did you think I wouldn’t get sick of it?”

Words that beat me.

Do-gyun’s mouth closed again.

After remaining silent for a while, Do-gyun, filled with a feeling of wanting to protest, opened his mouth again and let go of rhymes.

“Come to think of it…”
“What.”

Is it right to say this?

Do-gyun, who had been pondering for a while, glanced at Eun-seol and spat out the words with a feeling of ‘I don’t know.’

“Why are you talking badly to me, Eunseol? Aren’t I older?”

Actually, it was something I had to point out a long time ago, but it was something I tried to hold back as I felt stabbed in my stomach as I said it.

She didn’t say it because she didn’t want to make another noise if she complained about her age, but I thought it would be a pretty good deal if I could see her embarrassed face, so I asked the question.

“Think of your mental age. Do you want to be treated with respect while doing what a kid would do?”

What came back was a scathing sell-off.

Mouth closed again.

The actions I had shown in front of her so far flashed through Do-gyun’s mind.

Squeezing juice while rolling on the floor. He was fighting with Eunsam and turning his eyes away. Giggling all his money on novels and giggling.

“…Let’s pretend this never happened.”
“Go drive.”
“Yep.”

Somehow, it seemed that she would never be able to beat her with her arguing.

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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