Chapter 9 – Episode 9. You Are Like You
When a beautiful woman is making a new look, the atmosphere is amazing. Lee Yoo-rim was like that now.
‘Are you pouting?’
From the moment she left the cafe, she was silent in her thoughts.
‘I did play around a bit, though.’
I heard and let go of the woman’s heart countless times. It was fortunate that the intimacy had not diminished. Rather, it rose as the number rose. However, the human mind cannot think only of numbers.
‘Yeah…’
She said as she tugged at the sleeves of her dress.
“Yurim.”
“Yes.”
“Are you mad?”
Lee Yu-rim opened her eyes wide and looked back at her, so she deliberately said in a low voice.
“Sorry for kidding.”
“Uh? Oh no! Because I’m not angry.”
She shakes her hand in amazement. She was lost in her thoughts, then when she saw me dead, it was her scramble.
She tossed out her jokes, half-frowning her face in an attempt to calm her down.
“You look ugly because you pretend to be serious.”
“Ugh, even if it’s a joke…”
He puts his hand on her chest and pretends to be in pain. The reaction is good, so I want to tease him more.
“Isn’t that a joke?”
“Eh.”
She stiffened with a shocked expression. Lee Yoo-rim cleared her throat and cleared her voice.
“Uh-huh, don’t be mean.”
“Puhhh.”
“Ah, why are you laughing?”
She’s a girl, and her voice isn’t solemn at all. Even so, she is chattering with a cute voice, but it is a very interesting world.
While she was chatting, a strong wind blew and shook her body.
“Huh.”
We both rolled our collars and stomped our feet as we approached each other, when we heard a couple passing by.
“Heh heh, it’s a good time.”
“Honey, will we get better? Tonight…”
“Kuhm.”
Lee Yoo-rim and I looked at each other once, then walked away from each other with red ears.
‘I have nowhere to look.’
The more I walk, the more I see a place where lovers would stop by. From manga cafes to atmospheric restaurants and even motels. Lee Yoo-rim could hardly take his eyes off her.
“Uh, um.”
She notices, and she whistles and pretends nothing is wrong with her.
‘Very fidgety.’
As if she wanted to hold her hand like before, Lee Yu-rim was busy looking at couples on the street.
‘Huh, I want to see you shy.’
A red, neon-lit building.
A small motel appeared by the side of the alley, so she stopped and called Lee Yu-rim.
“Yurim.”
“Why is that?”
“I’m having a hard time…”
Turning her head towards her motel, Lee Yoo-rim gasped and drew in her breath.
“⋯Do you want to rest?”
“Hey, let’s go home quickly.”
Silly⋯.
I pulled her hand as I let her shoulder drop down.
“Hey, let’s go.”
“Fuck!”
Yu-rim Lee pulled her legs together and slapped me on the back. She looked terribly surprised.
“? Why are you so surprised?”
“Mo, you don’t have to know…”
Even though I’m ashamed, I don’t let go of my hand. Even in a world where roles have changed, the girl’s hands are soft and supple.
‘It’s warm.’
Her pulse pounded on the back of her joined hands.
I followed Lee Yoo-rim in silence. It adjusts the speed according to my stride, so I don’t get short of breath.
‘Only nice.’
That’s how Lee Yoo-rim and I arrived in front of the house.
A run-down building in a common one-room village.
As she opened the front door, she held her hand and chattered.
“It was really cold.”
“But what the heck…”
“Oh, okay, let’s warm up and go.”
“Okay. I was going to take a break…”
She stopped talking and stopped at the sight of her.
‘Uh?’
She opened the door and saw Dami Yang with her arms crossed and glaring at us.
“⋯Stupid.”
‘When did you come…?’
The younger sister with short black hair. Yang Dami looked down at me with her cold blue eyes.
*
Dami Yang frowned at Dajun Yang, who smiled stupidly.
“Take a step back…”
She doesn’t know the speed of others and smiles like she likes it. Even with her childhood friend next to her. Now Dami Yang is her older sister, and she is nothing in her eyes.
Leaving the internet cafe, it’s kind of unfair.
‘I-ssi… It was important, but did it come out for no reason?’
While playing a ranked game with her friend, she jumped out right away. She had a hunch that her brother might not be in her house.
“I’m going.”
“Yayaya, where are you going!”
“Sorry, I’m in a hurry.”
“Hey!”
Despite her friend’s disapproval, she spurred on and got up. I’ve been so distracted that I’ve been out all night since last night, but not anymore.
Dami Yang ran out onto her steps, snatching her coat from her hanging. As she strides down, her jet-black bob of her sword gleams. She was in such a hurry that even if her hair got in her mouth, she didn’t have time to care.
‘Yang Da-joon, are you at home?’
Despite her ability, Dami Yang sometimes felt a presence in her house.
She said that the only people who would be at her house anyway were Yang Da-jun and Yang Da-hee, or Lee Yu-rim, so she was usually useful to make sure that her brother was well at her house.
‘Chi, I should talk and leave.’
In her impatience, Dami Yang hurried her steps. She had a different feeling than usual, and her insides burned. She couldn’t stand the time she had to go home, so she knocked on the text already.
(B) [House?]
She texted and ignored her cues as well, as she hurried on. Holding her cell phone tight enough to make her hand tremble. However, Dajun Yang did not send a reply.
‘Mistress, what are you doing?’
Dami Yang shook her head with effort as she recalled how Dajun Yang usually lived.
‘I’m sure he’s sleeping… He must be sleeping in late because he’s an asshole.’
It feels like your lips are drying out. As she unknowingly tore off her flesh, the fishy taste of blood spread in her mouth.
Still, until Dami Yang arrived home, her cell phone didn’t ring for a moment.
“Mistress…”
She finally got home. An old building. A cramped house for three people.
It is the kind of house where you don’t want to live here and end up staying out without realizing it.
Dami Yang kicked the front door as she gasped for breath.
“Hey, Dajun Yang!”
As she was about to leave home, she cried out in a high-pitched voice. In front of Yang Da-joon, he would never call me oppa.
“Are you in the room?”
I threw off his shoes and headed straight to the small room. Wishing you to sleep peacefully as usual.
“Hey, are you there!”
Jump-
Opened the door.
A familiar smell came from the dark room Yang Da-joon was using.
‘Heh, the smell of Dajun Yang.’
I don’t want to smell it because it’s like an asshole, but since it’s a really asshole oppa, I have to check it out from time to time.
With a click, Dami Yang turned on the light and pulled up the blanket.
“Stop hitting it and grow…”
But no one was in the room.
“Uh…”
Nervously, she put the blanket down and left the room.
“Mistress, where have you gone, asshole?”
Involuntarily, she let out her inner thoughts. He tightened his neck and grumbled. Her mouth was dry.
“Yang Da-joon, are you doing business?”
He knocked on the bathroom door.
“Oh, tell me you’re in the bathroom.”
He softened his high-pitched voice a little. She was afraid that she might open the door and bump into Dajun Yang. Because I absolutely don’t want to see my brother’s body like a two-headed man.
Contrary to my expectations, however, his hand went out first.
‘Ah.’
I couldn’t knock on the door, so I opened it on my own. But⋯
“⋯ Isn’t it?”
Yang Da-joon was not even in the bathroom. Dami Yang left the door closed and went outside.
“It’s not here either.”
He couldn’t be on the veranda.
“Yang Da-joon, don’t hide…”
It was the same when I went back to the room.
“Ah…”
The tip of the nose wrinkled.
“Oh, brother.”
Mouth does not fall I wouldn’t have said it if it was like usual, but it keeps lingering in my head. The hand that was holding it was slightly wet.
“Brother…”
Yang Da-joon was nowhere in the house. He must be sleeping with the blanket rolled up as usual. He should be fooling around saying he doesn’t want to go to school.
“Hey, Seeing…”
He scratched his head and stamped his feet.
I grabbed his cell phone and tried to contact him.
(Me) [Where did you go?]
I waited for your reply.
(B) [Yang Da-jun. Did you leave the house?]
(B) [Do you want me to quietly stay at home?]
I was nervous and said it badly.
‘Yeah, because if I don’t do it like this, they won’t understand.’
He kept texting me for a reason.
(B) [Ask for the last time? Where are you?]
My eyes were blurred by a drop of water.
(Na) [Take it away…]
Dami Yang sat down on the floor. The blanket had no warmth left.
‘It’s cold…’
Neither Dajun Yang, nor Dahui Yang, his older sister. Realizing that he was alone, Dami Yang hugged his knees and buried his head in them.
‘I don’t know, asshole…’
It was something I said to myself.
‘What is that game about? C.’
He’s an older brother, so I have to watch over him. Otherwise, I would be worrying about you like I am now. She regretted finding out later.
“⋯Head and head.”
Dami Yang waited like that for someone to come, the tip of her nose frowning.
.
.
.
How long has it been
Someone is messing around outside. At that sound, Dami Yang raised his head again.
“Dajun Yang?”
He was such a double-headed brother that I could tell just by hearing the sound of him walking.
‘Real asshole, just come.’
If Dajun Yang opened the door and came in, she would immediately scold her.
Where did the boy come from without fear? She’ll stay at home, but she’s not talking. Why is that?
She stood up, wiping the corners of her eyes, ready to rage.
“I lost, asshole.”
The door creaks open.
Correspondingly, Yang Dami also ran with quick steps.
‘Hey, they won’t watch it.’
To come to their senses, you have to give up a scolding. She saw the fearless boy enter and poured out the words she had kept in her heart.
“Hey, where did you go, asshole!”
He said while shooting Yang Da-joon. And I found it too late.
“⋯Let’s warm up and go.”
“Yeah, I was going to take a break… Huh?”
‘What.’
Yang Da-joon did not come alone.
‘Lee Yoo-rim⋯Sister?’
Next to Yang Da-jun was his childhood friend Lee Yoo-rim.
‘Are we holding hands now?’
Even with the two of them holding hands.
‘What are you guys…?’
Yang Dami’s stomach simmered.
I was so worried, but Yang Da-joon came holding a girl’s hand because he was afraid he might not be tall.
“Really…”
He squinted her eyes and crumpled her face in a disapproving expression.
*
I stood awkwardly under Yang Dami’s gaze.
Lee Yu-rim also whispered next to me, probably feeling overwhelmed.
‘Hey, I see your younger brother is angry?’
‘Uh.’
‘What did you do?’
‘I don’t know…’
Dami Yang had a cold impression unlike Dahee. Cool blue eyes with jet-black bobbed hair. The beauty with her raised eyes glared at me, and she gave me a chill.
“Eh.”
I met her eyes with Dami Yang, then flinched and put it down again. Tears on the left. The small earrings sparkling in silver are cool.
‘Uh…Why are you doing that?’
I couldn’t figure out why, so both Lee Yu-rim and I had no choice but to hesitate in the front door.
‘I brought it at best.’
You bring guests into your home and leave them there. It is impossible to be rude like this.
‘Yang Dami, told my brother to blow her eyes.’
She’s bigger than me, too, but I’m not going to daunt her sister. Because I am the man Dajun Yang.
I released her hand from Lee Yoo-rim and approached Yang Dami.
