Chapter 107 – #107. Test
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Jimin’s older sister.
That sow-like bitch took away Song Han-byeol, who should have been my own child.
How dare you give my brother a smile?
Sending such a dirty flirt?
When I saw my brother’s mail, which he supposedly replied with a smile, I was doubly saddened.
How long have I been away…
In fact, I didn’t have a close relationship with Jimin unnie.
That’s because she was someone I met when I went to an illustration academy for a while.
The first time I made up my mind to become an illustrator.
I still thought it would be better to learn the basics at an academy, so I paid a whopping 300,000 won for the course and registered for the offline lecture.
There are only about 10 students.
It was a satisfying experience because there were relatively few students, so the instructor had a lot of time to watch personally.
As we spent two months together, the people next to us naturally learned how to draw.
At first, the main focus was to follow the various samples brought by the teacher, but in the last 8 weeks, the content of the class was to create characters that were conceived by oneself.
And there, I am Jimin unnie. She was amazed to see her first work by the artist who now goes by the name Cporia.
Of course, now that I think about it, I think I can draw that much, but at that time I was a beginner illustrator who hadn’t even drawn the first picture to put in my portfolio.
At the time, I thought it was really overkill.
The face of her older sister, who was sitting in the seat next to her and answering the quadriceps instructor, came to mind.
I didn’t think she was overwhelmingly beautiful, but she had a cute face.
I thought that the dimples you see when you smile are an attractive person.
And the part that I thought would be quite popular is the chest.
Something unnecessarily ruiningly large breasts.
It’s probably the size that men who like breasts can’t use.
At the time when I went to the academy, I was just a student in the same class, so I would gossip hahahoho and gossip…
“…Go home.”
“Uh…? Rice is…?”
This man. Yesterday, even before I got angry, they said something about gopchang hot pot.
I stepped on Minho oppa’s shoes as hard as I could.
“Ah!”
“Let’s go. Just.”
Ignoring him who was hurt by my sudden attack, I turned around and walked down the street where taxis lined up.
When I opened the trunk of the taxi and tried to put the suitcase in, my brother, who was quietly following me from behind, picked up the suitcase and put it inside.
“Get on first.”
…On a tainted subject.
I didn’t even answer my brother’s words, so as soon as I got into the taxi, I called the driver my house address.
“…You must have been very tired on the way.”
Really annoying
Why are you staring?
If you’re going to notice while being so confused, why are you doing something wrong?
“You know what to do.”
I didn’t even want to make eye contact, so I looked out the window and replied bluntly.
“Kid. Naeun. What’s the matter. Really.”
Why? Do I look weird?
It was my older brother who betrayed me first.
“Let’s go home and talk.”
If I said something here, I felt like I could not control my emotions again and burst into tears.
I didn’t want to disturb the driver’s driving.
So we arrived in front of the house without exchanging a word for about 20 minutes.
Tirori loli.
When the lock was unlocked, I opened the door.
The older brother who pulled the carrier came along.
After roughly pushing my bag into the bedroom, I sat my brother on the sofa.
“Brother.”
“Huh.”
Grabbed his hand
“What am I to you?”
“That’s right, the girlfriend I love…”
Hearing such an answer makes me even more annoyed.
“No no. Prior to that.”
“Prior to that?”
“It wasn’t like we were boyfriend and girlfriend from the start.”
“You are the illustrator I entrust to you…”
“But why don’t you tell me and give it to someone else?”
Words that could not be said in the middle of Seoul Station are pouring out.
“If I go to Europe for 6 months, will you use someone else? Uh?”
“No. That’s not…”
“Then, at least say something before I go down. Why are you talking like this after everything is over and turning people inside out!”
My brother’s pupils were startled and dilated, then returned to normal.
“…There was no malice. I didn’t mean to fuck you, I just did it because I thought it would be nice to have a good time and have fun.”
“Who asked for such useless consideration? Did you ask for it?”
Unable to overcome the sadness, I was choked up again.
“So while I was gone, it was nice to exchange eye smiles with that older sister!”
Puck puck puck
I clenched my fist and slapped my brother in the chest resentfully.
“Sorry.”
My brother took me in his arms and hugged me tight as if he was really sorry.
“You perverted bastard who makes other girls draw shit…”
Caught in his arms, I leaned against my brother on his chest like a child who didn’t know anything about shame and cried.
It was really embarrassing, but I couldn’t stand it.
Bad ass
Bad ass
Cheated
Cheated
“From now on, I will tell you in advance and leave it to you alone. Got it.”
It seemed that he was trying to comfort me when I was crying, but suddenly I remembered another unfortunate news.
“But you said that [Her confinement] Would be over soon… Uhhhhh.”
Looking up with watery eyes, there was my older brother who was smiling as if he was embarrassed.
“Useo? Wow? Why are you laughing?”
I think it’s over now, so I’m full of tears, but why are you laughing? You goddamn midwinter bastard.
My brother’s arm pulled me even more strongly toward him.
“No. No. There is still about one heroine left.”
1 person…? If only one more person is used in the yard where Song Han-byeol is all over, it will be complete…?
Midwinter writer who casually announces the end of the worldview.
Just like his pen name, he was giving me a harsh winter.
“…No.”
“Huh?”
My brother asked me to say it out loud again if he hadn’t heard my whispers.
“No. Lee Min Ho.”
I, helplessly crying, reached out with both hands and grabbed his cheek.
“I can’t let you go like this.”
My boyfriend blinking his eyes with a silly face.
“You have to write [Her imprisoned her] For me until her death.”
“…Me?”
“I will only draw illustrations for you next to you for the rest of your life, so don’t finish it. Never do it It is forbidden to finish.”
My older brother laughed at my final ban and pulled my face toward him.
Due to the dry weather, my brother’s lips touch his slightly dry lips.
Side.
A short kiss, not a deep kiss to quench sexual desire.
“Sorry. Materials are exhausted.”
…If you imprison your brother, won’t the material come to mind?
* * *
Soothing Naeun who was saddened by it took more effort and time than expected.
As soon as I arrived at her officetel, she started to stop me, and she cried and resented me, and her punishment for me was to write [I imprisoned her] Until she died.
Oh. But I imagined something for a while, and it was terrifying.
[Honey. Have you finished writing today’s series?]
[No. Honey. Maybe it’s because I’m blind these days, how many characters are these? Come and have a look.]
[Ugh. Inspiration. I’ve only written 1800 characters yet, but they ask me to look at it again. Hurry up and write it. Did you get premature ejaculation because you’re old?]
[Eh tsk tsk. It’s been so long since I ate a virgin’s pussy, so I don’t even remember.]
[I know you won’t eat today.]
Narani, who is serializing [I imprisoned her] Even after she is 60 years old. Haha.
Maybe if it was martial arts, wouldn’t it have become a color horse that exudes a huge negative energy?
“Brother.”
Naeun, who said she was coming after washing with swollen eyes, called me.
“Uh.”
When she turned her head, there was Naeun, wearing only her underwear, looking at me.
“Come here.”
She beckons me to her room.
I got up from her couch and followed her into her room.
“Sit here.”
Sitting me in her computer chair, she brought her tablet and tapped on her screen.
“Take off your pants.”
“Pants?”
“Ah. Even underwear.”
Ah. That’s not what I asked for, though.
I was about to ask why, but I noticed it and just meekly pulled down my bottoms.
My cock, not having the slightest idea of comforting her, slumped limply on her chair.
“…I will show you the illustrations from now on.”
…Illustration?
“Uh.”
“My brother just looks at it. There is no hand writing. Got it?”
…Did you mean to make me masturbate alone here? Naeun.
“Ruler. Then we will begin.”
I touched her tablet screen and what she held in front of my face was…
It’s a real fucking drawing.
The torn stockings were covered with white liquid.
The dark-haired girl poses with her tongue out and her hand out, pretending to ask for more.
It seems to be another work by Cporia, but…
“…Why did you grow up? Brother.”
Is this a human hell?
