Chapter 128 – #128. Pandora
Tadak. Crash.
In the living room, which had been filled with the pleasant conversation between me and Naeun, now only the sound of my keyboard was resisting the silence.
“Whoa…”
Stretching all the way, I looked toward Naeun’s desk, who had left early.
Why do you want to listen to lectures outside with such a big monitor?
Going to a study cafe and sitting there must be money.
I got up from the chair to stretch and straightened my back.
My thighs, which had been abused by the trainer, were screaming, but as the saying goes, humans are animals of adaptation, and I was getting used to this kind of muscle pain.
The name of her last heroine to adorn [Her Imprisoned] Is Yujin Na.
Occupation: Kindergarten teacher.
Lee Jin-seong, who has set her life’s goal to make her most pristine and clean women a toilet, is driven by her desire to push her to her ruin, where her maternal love has warmly settled deep in her heart. It was a setting that was full.
His goal is to make people know that what he should cherish with that warm heart is not the smiles of young children, but his own thick cock.
The already updated episode [Na Yu-jin (1)] Received a very good response.
Everyone seemed to be watching with interest to see if they could beat Song Han-byul, but…
It seemed difficult even for me as a writer to give a definitive answer.
It was me who always tried my best to envision a heroine.
Of course, Amy was a bit spoiled, but how can a person just hit a home run every time?
There are some fouls and that’s it.
Sitting in front of the monitor again, I started watching clips of kindergarten teachers’ daily lives to write a novel again.
Their daily routine and schedule, the clothes they wear, the difference between the way they talk to children and the way they talk to others.
All these things became blood and flesh one by one.
As I continued to watch videos of children playing, a desire to have a child rose somewhere in my heart, even though it was clearly a preliminary work for a nonfiction story.
Aira who resembles me and Naeun…
If possible, I would like to resemble Naeun.
I thought it would be really cute to think of a tiny mini Naeun crawling around her house.
Laughing blankly by myself, I once again looked at Naeun’s empty seat.
It would have been better if we had been together when we were talking about this.
* * *
[Pick up your nipples, please. Please draw the nipples larger.]
[I prepared it like this because the proportions might look a little strange if it grows bigger than now…]
[I’ll see it myself and tell you.]
[All right. Then I’ll fix it, so please wait a little bit.]
It’s too hard.
I gulped down the large takeout coffee I had brought on my desk and let out a sigh as if the ground was going to collapse.
A study cafe not far from home.
Even there, I rented the most expensive single room and was diligently drawing outsourced works.
I had to draw three pictures in two weeks.
It is only natural that time is running out.
Besides, if you consider buying your brother’s presents in advance and getting them delivered, at least two of them had to be finished within 9 days.
Originally, I didn’t hate drawing that much, but for the last few days, I really didn’t want to draw too much.
It was because the mental burden was also a burden, and the picture itself was too hard.
It was no longer a normal human body.
No matter how much my brother took off his character or exposed his genitals, he kept the basic proportions unconditionally, but this time the client didn’t care and forced me to draw only the more stimulating genitals.
I wanted to just give it a refund and ask them to find another artist, but the time was running out, so I cried and started moving the mouse again to eat mustard.
I was obsessed with doing as much as possible every time I came to a real cafe, so I drew and drew hard without realizing the time was passing.
I thought I couldn’t stand it anymore because of the pain in my hand, so I put it down for a while and looked at the time…
[17:56]
[Missed Call: Oppa (4)]
Ah… It’s too late…
Still, I don’t think it’s a bit too far away from my brother, so I always go home before Petty’s class, but today it seems I didn’t check the time.
Wanting to call right now, I belatedly called, but my brother did not answer.
Well… It must be time to exercise for a while now.
After throwing the leftover coffee in the trash and stuffing my laptop and charger into my bag, I couldn’t hide my blue heart.
I definitely started it because I wanted to make my brother happy, but I feel like I’m getting more and more neglected by him.
When I arrived here during the day, it must have been very bright, but before I knew it, the sun was just looking at the angle to go home over the ridge.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
When I entered the house password, no lights were on inside the house.
Throwing the bag over the chair at my desk, I went and sat down at my brother’s desk.
Her desk where her brother had been writing [I Imprisoned Her] Just a few hours ago.
I wanted to see my brother.
I only wanted to draw a picture of my brother.
I was sitting still and shaking my feet, but I jumped up from my seat at the sound of the password ringing from the front door.
“Brother!”
“Hey.”
I tried to greet him warmly, but my brother’s reaction was cold.
“Where did you come from and what did you do?”
“Where is it? You said you were going to a study cafe in the morning.”
“Study Cafe. Did you go?”
I feel sorry for my brother’s cold reaction.
“Are you suspicious of me?”
“Isn’t that enough? The kid who said he was going to the study cafe doesn’t come home and doesn’t answer the phone.”
“That…”
Verbally correct words.
But it wasn’t that I was doing it because I absolutely liked it.
“I was just listening to lectures. I’m sorry I couldn’t answer the phone.”
“…Okay.”
My brother looked at me and then went into the bathroom and started taking a shower.
Apparently, my brother was upset because I didn’t answer the phone.
I opened the refrigerator because I wanted to make something delicious, even if it was rice, but I couldn’t find the right ingredients.
I should have done my shopping properly, but I was too busy to pay attention…
Should I ask my brother and order him to eat?
“Brother. The side dishes aren’t much…”
I quietly sat down next to my older brother who was drying his hair like a puppy at fault and looked at me gently.
“Let’s just order it.”
My brother answered with a nonchalant expression.
“Is there anything you want to eat? I’ll buy it.”
“Anything you want to eat, order it.”
After an insincere reply, my brother lay down on the bed and picked up his phone.
It seemed that he was being deliberately cold towards me, so I lay down next to my lying brother.
“Brother.”
“Huh.”
“I’m angry?”
“It’s not like that.”
“You seem angry.”
Looking at her pouty face, it seemed like she was going to be sulking, but her brother continued to refuse to express her sincerity.
When I crept into my brother’s arms, who was ignoring me, he finally looked me in the eyes.
“Naeun.”
“Yes.”
“Is it really true that you came here to study?”
…No.
It’s not like that.
It’s because everyone likes you.
“I couldn’t check the time because I had my earphones plugged in and my phone was on silent. I’m really sorry.”
“Do you have a lot to learn?”
“They draw in a style completely different from mine. It took me a long time to practice myself.”
My brother gently reached out and patted my cheek.
“These days, when I work, I feel a bit lonely because I’m always alone.”
“Ah, until we lived together, I was doing well every day by myself.”
“I guess it’s just because I’m so used to you.”
Kind words that could come out of a drama somewhere.
If it had been the same before, I would have shivered and said it was cheesy, but now…
“…Soon. I’ll finish it soon.”
“Huh.”
It was me who pressed my lips against my brother’s cheek.
* * *
“Yes, please check the product you ordered.”
An employee holding out a ring box to me.
There was only one day left until the 100th, but I was scared because I couldn’t get in touch. As soon as I got the text message, I rushed to the department store.
“Yes.”
A pair of beautiful rings caught my eye as soon as I opened the box.
With a big smile at the thought of putting this on tomorrow, I thanked the staff and got on the bus going home.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
“Naeun! I’m here!”
I wanted to tell her to look forward to the gift, so I came in trembling with fuss, but Naeun didn’t seem to be home.
However, seeing that the lights were on and the monitors were not turned off, it seems like they went out to see something, but won’t they be back soon?
I hid the ring deep in the back of the bedroom and went back to the living room. I thought I should turn off Naeun’s computer instead, so I sat on her chair.
I was just about to turn off the power…
Pandora’s box was not a very distant object.
