Chapter 161 – 161. Summer Festival (9)
The emptiness that comes after sex is a feeling that I have become accustomed to for a long time, but today it was a little different.
Just holding the stretched out Ha-eun in my arms filled a lot of emptiness.
I didn’t really feel like I wanted to take pictures or bother him any more.
What is the reason… , It seems there is no need to think about it.
“…”
The things I call my tastes and walls were all originally actions to fill emptiness.
Also leaving a record after having an affair.
Sometimes, whenever I’m bored, I search for Hinami.
Taking Ha-eun outside and enjoying the attention of others.
If you go back to the past, you would hit a dangerous ball toward your body from the mound and make a grumpy face.
Things that are all accomplished with similar results.
Fundamentally, I am a person who wants to receive attention and is happy to be better than others.
If I hadn’t had that personality, I wouldn’t have been able to shine even for a single moment as a baseball player.
The reason I stopped dating women while I was rehabilitating after getting injured was because I wanted to shine again.
Ha-eun did this and that to Ha-eun, and all I did was ask her to pay for losing her shine.
Now that I think about it, I feel a bit like she asked a stranger… , Well.
As a result, I met Hinami through Ha-eun, and Seo Ji-ah is having a seizure thanks to embracing Hinami.
In any case, I think it was a good thing.
Thanks to you, I have a lot of headaches.
“Are you sleeping?”
“…”
As I look at Ha-eun, who is sleeping soundly in my arms, I blurt out her words without thinking.
It’s really tiring because I have to think about every word when I’m talking to someone, but for people who sleep well, there’s no need to do that, so it’s very comfortable.
… Whether it’s revenge or something, don’t take advantage of your weakness.
To the point where I thought about quitting everything.
If you’ve already captured this much of your weakness, there’s no need to touch it anymore.
You’ve been scared enough by me.
Of course, the body is my preference, but it’s hard to say that it’s worse than Ha-eun’s.
Even if she falls into mannerism someday, she can just roll around with Hina Mi or dress up in various clothes like she wore at the event today.
Do I really need to take the risk and walk this tight tightrope again?
I don’t know anymore.
I didn’t even think about this until I fell asleep.
“… “Sleep well.”
Ha-eun, who is barely able to breathe without snoring, gives only her arm pillow and picks up the cell phone left on her bedside with her free hand.
Then, I search the community as a habit.
Sophia Minor Gallery.
It’s like Ha-eun’s fan page, but there aren’t any people who look like fans.
It was a ghost community that only posted one or two posts a day, but since yesterday, the number of posts has increased exponentially.
Of course, even if it had increased, it would barely fill one page, but considering Ha-eun’s popularity her her, that amount was quite surprising.
He was probably looking for that big-breasted older sister walking around at a gaming event, and found out who she was and came here.
Surprisingly, after reading each and every article, there were almost no malicious comments, and surprisingly, they were full of praise.
There was even one post asking if she was Seo Ji-ah’s biological sister, but there didn’t seem to be much interest due to the lack of evidence.
When asked if the man who was with her at the event was her her her her boyfriend her her her, half of the responses she asked if she thought he wouldn’t exist, and half asked if she was a manager and not a boyfriend.
In fact, even that doesn’t have a big role, and most people are talking about why they didn’t show their faces from the beginning.
Of course, there are some people who criticize me for tidying up one by one and asking if I’m pretty, but I got scolded after hearing other people ask me if I had a squinty eye.
To be honest, I thought I would definitely crush Galju, but it was so damn pretty that I couldn’t resist and paid for the membership, but some people say that I regretted it because there was nothing special about it.
Oh, how do you know what galju is?
In the past, I was our team leader for a short time.
At that time, after the manager instructed me to gently land a fastball at the opponent’s head, I looked around to see if I would get criticized, and I was a little embarrassed to find that he was going faster.
It’s so absurd, but I was thinking about the memories I missed.
“… Joo Hyuk.”
“Uh, why? What. “Weren’t you sleeping?”
“It’s dazzling, turn off your phone…”
“Oh sorry… Hey. Why are you taking it away?”
“Umm…”
Galju, who had been making my arm go numb, started tossing and turning, whining in a slightly grumpy voice, and took my cell phone away.
And then he glanced at the screen I was looking at with anxious eyes.
“What. … “Are you watching this while you let me sleep?”
“… “I tried to make some money when there were kids who crossed the line.”
“What. “I was just trying to giggle while looking at these kids.”
After accurately examining my state of mind, he snorted and quickly returned the phone.
Then he jumps into my arms, touches his face to my chest, and speaks softly.
“… Should I at least upload a selfie? They seem really horny.”
“Hey.”
“Why. Not anything dirty. Just something like a proof shot.”
“Take a proper picture later and upload it. “You just wash it.”
“What, are you criticizing me and saying I’m ugly if I don’t put on makeup?”
“Is your face so fucking red right now?”
“… That’s because I did something dirty.”
Then, it grumbles at my bruises and moves away a little, but then quickly moves away and settles on my arm again, staring at my face.
“Anyway. I have no intention of hiding the fact that Joo-hyuk lives with you. They’re talking about you and me… I don’t really care if you say weird nonsense. … It’s not wrong anyway.”〈 Br〉
“Do you think they will say something like that later?”
“… No matter what they say, won’t Joo-hyuk do less than what you did?”
“That’s it… , What. Hmm.”
Unable to refute her grumbling and complaining, I sheepishly accept it while nodding her head.
Honestly, I didn’t have anything to say.
At most, I want to eat my mom, I want to be strangled by my thighs, and most of the kids are mentally retarded.
The things they said while having sex earlier were even worse than those who easily avoid being sued.
Since it’s an onahole and a dick case, if you write down the conversation you just had there, it will be deleted right away.
When I think about it that way, the sex I enjoyed a little while ago feels a little more special.
It’s so vulgar that it can’t even be said anonymously.
“You trash bastard. … How can you be more than the kids who write early in the morning?”
“That’s not what you want to say to me.”
“But I’m doing this because it’s you. … You are the same to Hinami and Yeeun. It’s a total slut. “Can I use my dick like that?”
“I never wrote it to your younger brother.”
“… “Where did you really sell your conscience?”
“I have it in good condition.”
“Wow, really. You…”
But she couldn’t openly nod her head when Ha-eun criticized me.
If I said, ‘Oh, okay,’ I thought I would be accepted by the real Seo Ji-ah as harboring her dark intentions.
Of course, it’s not like it’s not there at all… , To be very honest.
Since their very existence is dangerous to me, I was just trying to persuade them somehow.
There is no reason for me to like that annoying and rude woman.
… I wish I could change my attitude like Ha-eun.
“Anyway, don’t talk nonsense. I’ll turn off my phone, so sleep well. “We have to go out tomorrow too.”
“… Okay. “I’ll sleep well if I don’t look at your phone.”
… There is a woman who thinks so specially about me.
There’s no reason for her to cling to a woman who hates me.
All this time, they were trying to kill me, so there was nothing I could do.
Now.
There is no particular need for that.
Unless he tries to do something to me.
**
The emptiness that comes after an activity is a feeling I have become accustomed to since childhood, but today was a little different.
She hasn’t filmed or had any events, and she feels crazy tired and empty.
I didn’t even want to think about the reason.
It’s all his fault his anyway, from start to finish.
“Whoa…”
I ignore the pounding noise from downstairs and cover myself with a blanket.
In the darkness, so dark, I turn on the light and look for my name her, and sigh when I see all kinds of rhetoric and all kinds of slander mixed in.
How can anything be accurate?
I am not a fantasy idol that shines cleanly and brightly like the fans want,
She’s not a dirty, nasty, and insidious bitch like the antis say.
Even the trash can that used to spit out these musty feelings has now become a place that cannot be used as desired.
No matter what tweets you post on your secret account, Kang Joo-hyuk will see everything, and as long as he knows that, you can’t say anything comfortably.
I don’t like it, I’m annoyed.
As well as those negative emotions.
Lonely, lonely.
I just couldn’t even reveal my true feelings.
Turn off the light and fall into complete darkness again.
The sound downstairs, which had been quiet for a while, gradually grew louder, and it sounded as if music had been played to my ears.
I reflexively covered my ears and crouched down, but rather than disappearing, the hallucinations burrowed deeper and deeper into me, tickling my eardrums insidiously.
The auditory hallucination was cursing me, slandering me, and pretending to be her older sister who would please Kang Joo-hyuk.
When I hear such stories, I also think of Kang Joo-hyuk, who would diminish my dignity.
I freely draw the fornication that will take place below on a dark piece of drawing paper.
“…”
How to erase an imagination that doesn’t disturb no matter how much you shake and stir your head.
Once again, I had no choice but to turn on the light inside the dark blanket and hurt my eyes.
As she slowly opens her sore eyes,
Once again, I skim through the fiction containing a mixture of my curses and praises without any emotion.
It’s when my eyelids become heavy that I can’t even open them.
I was able to quickly fall asleep without even realizing that the noise in my ears had disappeared.
But even after a good night’s sleep.
The sticky depression and emptiness did not go away at all.
… Even downstairs.
No sound was heard.
