Chapter 127 – Episode 127. Why Do You Keep Making My Heart Beat Faster? ? Anyway, I’m Not Thrilled With ‘Little Sister’
‘Isn’t he unexpectedly angry with me?’
I remembered Yang Dami’s eyes.
From the corners of her slightly raised eyebrows to the bobbed blade of a knife that fell perfectly to her shoulder line.
When I asked if he was bringing something, it was a love letter, and he even put it aside without even opening it.
—Do you have anything to eat?
—I don’t need anything like that. Put it all away
He doesn’t even pay attention to men from other houses.
Even in this world, she was a girl who paid for her face as if she had no interest in men.
Even taking that into account, she is a younger sister who is toxic to her brother.
‘I don’t think it was like that before.’
She recalled an old memory.
Her voice from childhood echoed in my ears.
—Brother.
It clings to them only by blinking their eyes.
Even holding on to her sleeves and following her around.
—Hey, go with me.
When she holds out her hand, she holds it tight and won’t let go.
If she wants to run into another woman, she widens her eyes, as if asking if she’s a sister in the neighborhood or when she whined.
She was literally a sister who liked her brother.
‘Hey, it’s a completely different situation now.’
I interrupted a phone call between her sisters, but I missed everything, so the ending is obvious.
It was very likely that he would say the same thing this time.
… I wish I could kill my temper.
Holding her heart, she asked Dami Yang carefully.
“I didn’t hear you. Sorry.”
– Mr. Ha…
“Don’t be angry.”
—Oh, I’m not angry. What I was trying to tell you…
Dami Yang mumbled her words.
She seemed to be choosing words.
I don’t know where the loud voice went.
‘I should listen carefully at times like this.’
A phone call with her sister where the atmosphere has changed somewhere.
She waited for Dami Yang to speak with her ears pricked up, not to be missed.
*
At best, she said, “I didn’t hear you, sorry.” I mean
Dami Yang brushed her hair and groaned.
“Miss Ha…”
-Do not be angry.
Don’t be angry, how the hell do you know me?
On the subject of being her brother, she was scared by her younger brother.
Yang Dami’s mouth popped out.
‘Joy… I was on the phone with her sister when she suddenly cut in.’
I don’t know where she came from.
If she was going to eavesdrop, she’d rather be silent.
She must have been clinging to the hem of her sister’s clothes and playing around.
‘Unlike you, I’ve never held onto the hem of a dress.’
Dami Yang clicked her tongue.
Stupid, asshole… All kinds of words swirled in her mouth, but she struggled to swallow them.
Because her sister, she thought she had to put up with it.
-Do not be angry.
“Oh, I’m not angry.”
Dami Yang stuck out her lips and she pinched it.
A handful was taken with the sound of her rustling, and the wetness smeared in her palm.
I glanced around her as I fidgeted with her hand.
‘What kind of men’s room is this…’
Dami Yang is talking on the phone in a narrow room.
She wasn’t a PC bang.
Things that are not special in a small space. Uncharacteristically for a boy, the dull room and the insipid dry smell.
‘Yang Da-joon’s room is not fun…’
When she got home, she just pretended to be a PC room.
She says she’s grunting and hugging her brother’s pillow.
—Dami Yang. Weren’t you trying to be angry?
“Because it is not. What I was trying to tell you…”
Dami Yang lowered her head.
She couldn’t bear to speak, only her mouth twitching.
Conflicting reactions when he treated Yang Da-jun harshly and when she looked even slightly better.
It was thinking about it in my mind.
‘Yang Da-joon. If you’re nice, you’re praising me, right?’
I don’t want to get slapped again.
It makes me feel bad to be angry with her younger sister even though she is her brother, and when I see her expression darkened, my heart just aches, and I want her to come back to her original self, smiling at me no matter what I do…
Yang Dami shuddered.
“Ah.”
-Ah-oh?
Deaf, astral.
I couldn’t hear you again
Dami Yang bit her lips tightly.
She didn’t mean to be angry.
Puch,
She could only tolerate the fact that she almost burst out laughing.
‘I’m stupid, really…’
Embarrassed by her sister on the subject of being her brother. She’s so unreliable that I can’t leave her alone.
As a much more grown-up sister, she has to be honest.
“… Yang Da-joon.”
Dami Yang mustered up her courage.
“I’m sorry for beating you up.”
I’m sorry for speaking carelessly.
It was a soft, wet voice.
“Ha…”
And ‘it’ with her brother’s body odor.
Yang Da-joon brought the soft pillow close to him that he slept face to face with.
Dami Yang embraced it and fell into her subtle anticipation.
‘Quickly praise…’
Since she apologized honestly, I want her voice heard quickly.
Dami Yang pricked up her ears.
‘Be quick. I don’t think there’s a younger sister like me?’
She thought she was better than other girls.
She’s the only dangerous women out there.
‘Da-hee unnie must be busy, so don’t be bothered and just tease me. Because I’m your younger brother.’
I was inflated with such anticipation.
Yang Da-jun’s reaction was calmer than she thought.
—Well, yes.
“Yang Da-joon?”
-Why.
“Did you hear me… ?”
—Yeah, sorry.
Uh…
Are you done with that?
Yang Dami hesitated at the bland response.
“I have nothing to say… ?”
—Um, nothing really.
Why not… ?
Her sister apologized first… ?
‘Ah, that’s it.’
Dami Yang said, swallowing her bitter taste.
“Yang Da-joon, are you angry… ?”
-Why me?
“I said something harsh earlier, I just went out too…”
— No, I wasn’t really paying attention.
“… Okay?”
Dami Yang blinked her eyes.
There was life in her dark blue eyes.
‘Well, I thought he was angry, but he’s not.’
She didn’t even know that, and she was on her own.
Like Yang Da-joon, he didn’t seem to have any thoughts.
On the other end of the line, a voice that quickly revived babbled.
Hehe, Dami Yang. I’m a woman, but I’m scared.
“What is he saying now?”
Sir, asshole.
I’m laughing like that again.
Yang Dami’s face became hot.
‘What, why are you running here… ?’
I narrowed her eyes and looked down at her chest.
Throbbing, throbbing, he was running wild.
“Ha ha…”
Her heart is full…
She looked around her for no reason, as if someone was watching.
Of course, no one was in her house.
Dami Yang wrapped her arms around her.
‘This is because her heart is racing and she has no choice but to hug her.’
It was never like I wanted to see Dajun Yang, or that she wanted me to come back and give her a hug.
Since there was no one there, no one to notice, I really just hugged the pillow without thinking.
“It’s so fluffy…”
Dami Yang pursed her lips.
“Chi. It’s okay if you’re my brother… ?”
-Huh?
“D-Did you hear!?”
She was startled and had her fangs sticking out.
-What.
“Did you hear me!”
— What, what?
—Dajun Yang. Are you fighting Dami again?
—It’s not like that. Hey, sister
—Dajun, come to us.
Fortunately, he didn’t seem to hear it.
I keep asking what I was asking without even noticing.
She got very little angry, and then she was terrified of her brother, José.
Another voice was heard there.
‘Looks like you have friends around you…’
Is there another one besides Yurim unnie?
… Are you making friends with other girls besides your sister?
My heart throbbed.
For some reason, the feeling of her heart pounding in her heart made her heart urgency.
‘Yang Da-joon, this is all because of you.’
It feels like her heart is about to explode.
I felt like I was about to burst into tears unbecoming a woman.
I can’t wait to hear your voice no more.
Dami Yang intercepted the words.
“Hey, hang up.”
Putting her cell phone down in her perplexity.
A brief greeting was heard, but her head was bowed and her ears were plugged in.
And the end tone when the call ends.
Silence fell with a to-to-to-to sound.
“… “
Dami Yang, who was silently bowing down, raised his head slowly.
“Yang Da-joon.”
It was a small whisper that no one could hear.
“Did you hang up… ?”
Even looking at the black screen, I looked around a few times.
As if it was a secret story, put your ear to the speaker and whisper.
“Yang Da-joon, can’t you hear my voice… ?”
Of course, no answer came back.
Only her own voice echoed in her brother’s room.
A fluffy pillow that makes you feel lonely and hugs you even more.
When Dami Yang quietly lowered his arm, his ears burned red.
“Ha…”
Yangdami grumbled.
“I was just worried…”
After letting out a long sigh, she patted Yang Da-jun’s pillow for no reason.
She even set her nails up like a cat and pricked them.
“Young man, I’m only worried about you… Isn’t that a bit unfair…”
Dami Yang recalled her memory.
After she was caught in the room by Yang Da-joon, who had returned to her sister’s office saying that she had something to bring.
I ran out recklessly out of shame at her, but it was okay because I had contacted her once.
Dajun Yang [Damiya]
Dajun Yang [When are you coming?]
He looks manly and even uses cute emoticons.
“Chi”, Tousled her hair, and replied reluctantly.
Yang Da-mi [I’m going to stay out]
It was a short sentence, but I thought it was enough.
After all, even if Yang Da-joon’s younger sister leaves the house, she won’t think about anything.
If you’re going to bring something important to Dahee unnie, you can take her, but it’s obvious from what she asked her childhood friend.
She looked there and came home, but no one was there.
It’s only natural that you feel uncomfortable when you’re not at home, and even if you didn’t tell her, it’s natural for her to notice.
‘But you haven’t come back yet? Why don’t you just live there?’
An older brother who leaves her real brother behind and wanders around outside.
She thought she didn’t need her brother like that.
“Yes…”
So even after hanging up the phone, he was still venting his anger.
“Yang Da-joon…”
Call out your name with emotion.
I crumpled up the pillow to make it uncomfortable when I slept.
“Yang Dajuun…”
Dami Yang, who was looking around, bit into a pillow and asked.
“Extreme…”
He stood up and chewed, chewed, chewed.
The smell of oppa spreading in my mouth…
With tears in her eyes, she spat out the pillowcase.
“How…”
I can see the wet marks.
She had soaked her brother’s pillow with her own saliva.
“It appears…”
Yang Dami asked with a small smile.
“Puh. It’s crazy, really…”
I transferred that smile to the pillowcase.
“Yes…”
A stupid ‘older brother’ who can’t even notice what happened to the pillow by himself.
It was to clean with her sister’s saliva.
“… Bar.”
It’s still an awkward word.
“Brother…”
It was the sister who carefully lowered her underwear on her brother’s bed.
