Chapter 10 – 2. Half-Hero, Lee Ha-Yoon (4)
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Lee Ha-yoon walks inside, gently shaking her ponytail.
I handed over 8 cans of beer and didn’t hear anything.
Is it okay to accept this in that way?
… But you said earlier that Lee Ji-yoon was at home.
“…”
Without worrying for a moment, I walked along behind Lee Ha-yoon, holding the convenience store bag.
You may be living alone or in a spacious and luxurious ‘well-soundproofed house’, but isn’t this a shabby villa where you live with your younger brother that won’t be surprised if it collapses at any time?
It seems like he literally just wants to have a drink to forget what just happened.
… 8 cans of beer. Although it is unclear whether it is enough for two people or three people.
Lee Ha-yoon passed through the dark villa hallways and stairs and arrived at the second floor first.
When I followed her and arrived at her side, I heard four beeps in a row and then the door opened.
Since he still hasn’t received the envelope and is going through the door alone, I think he means to come in too.
… I’m a little nervous when I get here.
After relaxing my shoulders for no reason, I stepped forward, being careful not to rush ahead of the progress.
Part of me wants to hold Lee Ha-yoon’s wrist her tightly and take her to her her bed her her her,
So far, the distance between close juniors is probably appropriate.
That way, one day it will collapse on its own.
“Sister is here.”
“…”
“I said I came.”
“…”
“I see you’re not even answering because you’re playing games.”
Instead of paying more attention to me, Lee Ha-yoon went straight into a room with a light on.
Soon, a loud, playful scream is heard from inside the room.
After putting the convenience store bag down on the floor for a moment, I took off my shoes while listening to the sound of the sisters tangling together.
One more pair of shoes is added to the entrance where there used to be only two pairs of shoes.
As expected, Lee Ha-yoon’s house was very cramped.
Of course, it is more spacious than the 10 pyeong studio apartment I live in alone. There are also two rooms.
But Lee Ji-yoon and Lee Ha-yoon. Should I say that it seems a bit cramped for two people to live in?
I don’t know anything else, but I think it would be much better if the living room was just 1.5 times larger.
Or, you can throw away some furniture that is just taking up space and is not really needed.
Ah. Even if you change the yellow lighting to pure white, the feeling will come alive.
As I was putting my shoes away and looking around the house, the door that Lee Ha-yoon had just entered opens wide.
“Let’s have a drink. Drink.”
“What’s wrong with not being able to drink alcohol…”
Wearing pajamas with polka dots on a white background. Lee Ji-yoon is dragged out wearing a wireless headset.
As soon as my eyes meet hers, the voice that was meowing to her older sister her quickly shrinks.
She quickly pulled down her neck warmer to show her bare face in case he was mistaken for a thief, but her reaction was the same.
He quickly escapes from her sister’s arms, hides behind the wall, and looks at her with an expression that asks, “Why are you here?”
Compared to Lee Ji-yoon 10 years later, when she was called a witch, the emotional change is quite significant.
“… You? Why? No, uh…”
It seems like there are a lot of things I want to say, but unfortunately, I only have one mouth.
Lee Ji-yoon’s lips her her, which were moving her with her her pouting her her, eventually turned towards her older sister her instead of me.
Rather than cursing at the benefactor who took away her headaches, it seems more convenient to berate her older sister, with whom she lived for 20 years.
“… Lee Hayun.”
“Huh?”
“Was it Seo Woo-jin? Why is he here? Did you bring him here? Was he stalking you?”
“Role as a shopping cart.”
“Shopping cart?”
“Hey, there’s a convenience store bag. I brought that instead of you.”
As I lightly lifted the envelope, Jiyoon Lee’s eyes began to move quickly between the envelopes.
Judging by his naturally furrowed eyebrows, he looks like he has a lot to ask.
However, Lee Ha-yoon left her younger brother alone and walked to the kitchen and took out a small table.
It is a small, cheap round dining table that can be comfortably filled with three people sitting around it.
“Anyway, Jiyoon. Would you like a drink?”
“Me? Drinking? With Seo Woo Jin and my sister?”
“Ugh. I’m not asking for money.”
“No, I know that, but… Suddenly? Why on earth?”
“Just because I wanted to drink.”
“Huh… ?”
It looks like she doesn’t want to reveal what just happened to her younger brother.
I was standing calmly at the entrance, and carefully walked to the living room where Lee Ha-yoon was, keeping an eye on Ji-yoon Lee.
The floor was quite cold, probably because the boiler wasn’t turned on.
“What do you want to drink? Oh, I just bought you something you want to drink at the convenience store.”
“It’s okay. “I don’t know much about canned beer.”
“You don’t know? Have you never tried it? I guess it’s because you’re 20 now?”
“… That’s right.”
I noticed that Yozora liked drinking, so I drank a lot of soju and draft beer.
Since I couldn’t say that, I just said I didn’t know.
Well, the reasons may be different, but the results are the same.
“But you’ve tried drinking, right? At a bar or something.”
“A little bit.”
“How much to drink?”
“Uh…”
… Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever been so drunk that I stumbled.
Yozora always gets drunk before me, and then when she starts being mean to others, I have to somehow suppress her and stop her…
However, considering that there were 6 or 7 bottles of soju on the table each time, I think I drank more than half of them.
Because she was the bitch who filled her glass even though she was dragging her feet, saying that you had to salt it before drinking.
“Two bottles of soju.”
“Two bottles? Soju?”
“Yes. Probably around that time.”
I thought it would seem like I was bragging about drinking too much, so I lowered it to drinking moderately well.
Since we’re here anyway, it’s 8 cans of beer. In total, it’s about 2 bottles of soju.
“Well, you only drank one can, but your face isn’t turning red, is it?”
“That won’t happen.”
“… Is it true?”
“Yes. It’s not like I haven’t drank alcohol at all.”
“Then you will never get drunk with this?”
“I guess so. Probably. But why does that keep happening…”
“… No, that’s enough.”
When I answered by putting a can of beer on the table, Lee Ha-yoon got up from her seat and headed to the corner of the kitchen.
I looked around and saw that some ramen noodles were being taken out from the cupboard.
Crush them little by little, pour them into a large bowl and put them in the microwave.
As soon as I started hearing the jingling sound, he came back to me and sat down in his seat.
“Lee Ji-yoon.”
“… Why, why?”
“Aren’t you going to drink it?”
“…”
“Then let’s drink by ourselves?”
There was a moment of silence.
Meanwhile, Lee Ji-yoon stares intently at the table we are sitting at and then disappears into the room.
Lee Ha-yoon scratched her cheek and said, ‘I guess I’m not going to drink it,’ and was about to open a can of beer.
The closed door opened, and Lee Ji-yoon, looking quite different from before, walked out from inside.
“…”
… Well, at least it is Lee Ji-yoon who took off his headset and wore a thin windbreaker over his pajamas.
Unlike Lee Ha-yoon, who clung slightly to my side her her her, Lee Ji-yoon sat closer to her sister her her her her more than to me.
Rather than an equilateral triangle, it is somehow a right-angled triangle with Lee Ha-yoon in between.
“Sister.”
“Why?”
“You’re only drinking one can? Why did you buy so much if you can’t even drink?”
“… Report.”
Among the various canned beers on the table, Lee Ji-yoon said, perhaps because he liked apple-flavored beer.
“And Seo Woojin… Mr.”
“Yes.”
“If you’re thinking strange thoughts, give up now.”
“…”
“… ! Hey, Jiyoon Lee. Woojin just came because I invited him.”
Lee Ji-yoon continues talking, ignoring Lee Ha-yoon, who flinches and trembles her shoulders and retorts.
“Her older sister was 21 years old and had no dating experience, so I guess she was upset that the man treated her a little well.”
“Well, what kind of bullshit is that? It’s not like that…’
“… I will be watching from the side today.”
“…”
Why did she decide to join this drinking party? Looking at her, her, her eyes, I felt like I knew the reason.
Puzzling.
Doubt.
Strange.
Ambiguousness.
And dirty thoughts.
A feeling that seemed to be a mixture of several similar words struck me and Lee Ha-yoon in turns.
… A little bit fun.
“Anyway, just have a drink and then go back, okay?”
“… I will.”
After nodding her head, she followed them, opened a can of beer, and slowly held it out.
A salty, rough and cold sound could be felt from her fingertips.
*****
Take a moment to eat crispy grilled raw ramen and drink beer.
“… Haha…”
“…”
“…”
The living room, where the excited conversation continued, gradually became quiet.
Lee Ha-yoon, who was solving the convenience store story excluding the story about the robbery, started to stumble.
Jiyoon Lee, who had been drinking with me while saying she would watch over me, suddenly started sipping her beer blankly.
I was just following Jiyoon Lee and quietly passing her beer.
Only the sound of the can that Lee Ji-yoon puts down without thinking after drinking beer echoes quietly in the living room.
She said something to her sister about not being able to drink, and it seems like Lee Ji-yoon did not know how much she could drink.
Well, he’s just turned 20.
If she hadn’t been a little deviant since she was a minor, she might not know.
… I think it’s about one and a half cans of beer.
I thought she only resembled her her her eye her her her color her and erogenous zones her her her, but her her drinking capacity her her her was also exactly like that of her her older sister her her her her.
If he thinks he’s never been drunk, then he’s probably a little more dangerous than his sister.
“… Over there.”
“Yes.”
“Take out the trash… Ugh… Let’s take out the trash…”
“Trash?”
“Empty beer cans… Rolling around…”
“When I’m done, I’ll collect it and throw it away when I leave.”
“… Yes… I would appreciate it if you could…”
“…”
This story was already the fourth.
Since Lee Ha-yoon was solving the story of accidentally ordering 500 triangular kimbap, she quietly intervened and did that, so as of now, she has been doing that for about 20 minutes.
In other words, it took about 20 minutes for the alcohol to melt Lee Ji-yoon’s head.
When I left them there, they emptied one more can by themselves, so they were both drunk.
“Sister… Why did you drink two cans…”
“… Ha… Phaaa…”
After eating a piece of the remaining raw ramen, I looked at Lee Ji-yoon’s pure white hair and fell into trouble.
… Both of us are drunk. Are we going to do something?
… Or, since the memory of this night will remain when you wake up the next day, would it be better to leave a good impression and aim for the next time?
“Take away the trash…”
“…”
Instinct desperately yearned for the former, but the remaining reason calmly chose the latter.
Perhaps, if I had been drunk, I would have dragged Lee Ji-yoon or Lee Ha-yoon by their wrists and gone into the bedroom.
It is clear that he raped the drunk women by force and left behind a photograph.
When they came to me the next day in despair, he used that photo to threaten them again. They must have continued their secret relationship.
Or, conversely, there would be a way to rape Lee Ha-yoon, who cannot even hold her hands and feet upright, and then threaten Lee Ji-yoon with the photo.
… Both.
I didn’t like it.
Let alone the risk of them reporting it to the police right away.
The form I wanted was for the hero to abandon the fans who support him and kneel under me without them knowing…
If I force a relationship through threats like that, the sense of conquest I hope for will be dulled.
Fans chanting the hero’s name.
A hero who closes his ears to those fans and goes directly to a quiet studio.
… In that studio, the hero barks like a bitch without the fans knowing and is happy because he is a mess.
It’s not like something went wrong, so there’s no need to rush forward and cut down on the results.
For now, it would be better to continue a good relationship.
There’s nothing to be gained by staying here any longer, so I’ll use today’s incident as an opportunity later…
“… Wait a minute. Wait a minute…”
“… ?”
“Cremation time…”
As soon as I put down the empty beer can, Jiyoon Lee stands up from her seat and disappears into the corner of the living room.
I heard the sound of the door closing.
Alone with Lee Ha-yoon.
It remains in the living room.
Is it because the house is not soundproofed well?
Not long after Lee Ji-yoon entered, the sound of water falling quietly began to be heard.
Quietly.
Quietly.
After continuously hearing the sound of falling water.
Lee Ha-yoon, who was dozing off next to him, clung to my shoulder.
However, his movements were somewhat unnatural, making you think he was sleeping.
The woman who had just been staggering around in front of the table with the intention of hitting her head her her the moment Lee Ji-yoon disappeared, she suddenly came up to me next to her and leaned her head against me.
“…”
“…”
In other words
Lee Ha-yoon is awake.
In other words
Lee Ha-yoon is right next to me, pretending to sleep.
In other words
Lee Ha-yoon has something she wants from me now that Lee Ji-yoon is gone.
The sound of water coming from the bathroom did not stop.
It’s a story that can’t be said in front of Lee Ji-yoon, but I thought she had endured it for a long time.
She probably did it because she was spying on me.
Did he think I didn’t notice?
Now, Lee Ha-yoon is slowly rubbing her cheek against my shoulder, pretending to be talking in her sleep.
Thanks to this, her impulses which she had suppressed with her reason are noisily seething.
If this is what Lee Ha-yoon is hoping for anyway, wouldn’t she be able to throw away the new year without Lee Ji-yoon?
Doesn’t she remember the parts that Lee Ha-yoon feels the most?
Sometime later…
… A younger sister who becomes jealous of her older sister,
A sister who is jealous of her younger brother.
Don’t you want to see it?
Slowly.
I bowed my head.
At the same time, he gently grabbed Lee Ha-yoon’s chin and forced him to look up.
Is it because I suddenly touched myself?
Lee Ha-yoon twitches until it is obvious that he is awake.
Ignoring her cute reaction her her, I carefully kissed her lips her her her.
The scent of the beer she just drank mixes with my breath.
It’s light and delicious, but it tastes terrible compared to candy-flavored kisses somewhere.
Take a step and feel that taste. Put her tongue between her lips her her her her.
Of course, I didn’t put it deep.
Lightly.
I just glance at the lips that are soaked with my and Lee Ha-yoon’s saliva.
… Eyelashes fluttering every time her tongue passes by.
A waist that flinches and tries to bounce just because it was kissed.
Instead of touching Lee Ha-yoon’s embarrassing parts of her, he only slowly swept down her defenseless exposed thighs of her.
As for comfort, I steadily handed over a lump of my saliva to Lee Ha-yoon and let her drink it.
Below, he only slowly strokes her thighs.
After all, we all know Lee Ha-yoon’s erogenous zones.
Because I predict what kind of play she likes.
The moment when Lee Ha-yoon, who had been quietly receiving things, tried to do something in her twitchy manner.
The sound of water coming from the bathroom stopped.
“…”
“…”
I immediately separated my lips and cut off all the transparent threads connected between them.
However, unlike me, Lee Ha-yoon has not yet come to her senses and is panting hard with her mouth slightly open.
I wanted to record every single thing through recording, but I don’t have time.
After thinking for a moment, I quickly laid Ha-yoon Lee on her side and hid her so that Ji-yoon Lee, who had come out of the bathroom, could not see her.
Just then, the loud sound of toilet flushing was heard beyond the bathroom door.
As I roughly cleaned my lips with the back of my hand and grabbed an empty beer can, Jiyoon Lee came out of the bathroom.
If Lee Ji-yoon had been a little faster, he would have seen me wiping my lips.
“… Are you going? Home?”
“Yes. Because I drank all the alcohol.”
“Well… Unnie…”
“…”
Lee Ji-yoon tries to take care of her older sister her her her first her.
As she put her hand between the armpits of the whimpering Lee Ha-yoon and pulled him up, the image of Lee Ha-yoon that she had just hidden under the table caught her eye.
“What did I eat, it’s so heavy…”
“…”
… Maybe it’s because of the alcohol.
Or maybe it’s for some other reason.
With my ears and cheeks dyed bright red.
This is Lee Ha-yoon being dragged by Lee Ji-yoon, pretending to be sleeping.
