Chapter 144 – #144. Famous Detective
Squeak.
The sound of paper falling.
The more I went down through the letters printed on the white paper, the more I couldn’t contain my astonishment.
Have you ever had this experience in your life?
Even if there were times when I shed tears after reading a book, I don’t think I’ve ever covered my mouth in shock.
But to cover the book like this…
First of all, it was very important who the owner of this book was.
The probability of being an older sister… My older sister… Something like this…
I don’t know.
Honestly, if she hadn’t entered her sister’s house and looked at it, she would have decided that it was her brother’s even after death, but now…
I couldn’t give a definite answer that it was 0%.
Still, maybe it’s my brother’s book.
At first, I thought it might be a thriller, but after reading only 30 pages, I could see that this was an extremely meticulously designed nonsense.
Kang Su-yeon, who became the first target of the main character Lee Jin-seong, has just been imprisoned.
I still don’t know what will happen to her in the future.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
I hurriedly put the book back on the bookshelf at the sound of someone pressing the password.
“Nayeon. We came~”
Sister’s voice.
I tried to face the two as calmly as possible, as if nothing had happened, but my surprised heart did not allow it so easily.
“Uh… Is your sister here? You came quickly.”
A large plastic bag in my brother’s hand.
Judging by the tip of the green onion, it was clear that he had been shopping.
“Are you sick? Your face looks a bit red.”
“It’s a bit hot… The house…”
It was a cold windy day, but my pathetic head couldn’t think of any excuses other than this.
My sister looked a bit puzzled, but she said that she would put the groceries on her table and open the window.
My hands were cold from the cold wind, but I sat still for a while and tried to cool my face.
…What is it? Why.
* * *
Accessing her search page, I tried searching by entering her midwinter and her [Her imprisoned her].
The phrase in the first banner that popped up.
[Title: I imprisoned her.]
[Writer: Midwinter]
[Introduction to the work: I didn’t need a reason to confine them.]
[View directly from Nobel World]
Judging by how quickly he appeared, it was clear that he was responsible for having a name.
But it seems to be the first time I’ve seen a publisher called Novell World…
Since I had never read a novel online in the first place, I wondered if it was because I was not familiar with it.
When I clicked on the page, I had no choice but to be put at a crossroads with hesitation once again.
Horrible illustrations all over the place.
There was a picture of a girl wearing a flimsy nurse uniform holding a large toy syringe, and on the other hand, there was a picture of a girl wearing a piece of fabric that was embarrassing to even call her underwear and doing a V.
It was clear to anyone looking at this page that it was a fiction site targeting men.
Feeling a little uncomfortable, but curious about the identity of the book that existed in this house, I typed [I imprisoned her] Into her search bar.
-The result requires adult authentication.-
Do this roll up
It was a site that gave off the feeling that some personal information might be leaked, but I decided to just sign up.
It was the first time I signed up for membership after becoming an adult.
I didn’t know that my social security number would be used, but anyway, after I finished the mobile phone authentication, the moment I turned on the 19 gold button, I looked around even though I was alone in the bedroom.
“Hmm…”
It was a really vulgar site.
19 Even before I raised gold, I thought there were a lot of crazy pictures, but now I’ve crossed the line…
Women who reveal both breasts and secret parts are winking.
The woman who lifted her hips as high as she could, was opening her buttock by herself, and the illustration of her applying something reminiscent of liquid to her breasts also caught her eye.
I swallowed her saliva and searched for [Her imprisoned her] Once again.
Upon entering, what we see is an overwhelming cumulative number of views.
Honestly, I don’t know how many views a page like this needs to be successful, but I couldn’t even feel how many digits this was even if I just looked at it with my eyes without counting it.
One… Ten… One hundred… Ten million…
The cumulative number of views is over 10 million…?
Blinking my eyes with an idiotic face, I scrolled down and looked at the names of posts presumed to be announcements.
[Heroine Song Han-byeol’s illustration (by HNE. VER) is out! (Very important)]
I’m not sure, but I said it’s very important, so let’s take a look at it.
The illustration was not immediately visible as soon as the button was pressed, probably because the capacity was quite large.
Let’s wait for a while. What was waiting for me…
“And.”
Pure admiration.
As expected, it was an erotic picture, but it was different from the covers I had just seen.
Should I say another level?
In her painting, her woman had her crotch spread open as she drooled, her own nassi pulled open.
There was nothing special up to this point, but I must say that the composition itself, which is in perfect symmetry with the picture in the monitor placed in front of her, is very impressive.
Even the picture on the monitor was not sloppy, but had a delicate touch, almost as if two characters were drawn.
Oh oh…
Let’s scroll down and the midwinter writer’s praise that leads.
As if he liked the picture so much, the artist wrote a long hymn, almost one page long.
…Is it manners to do this in the first place?
However, this phrase written in the last line had no context and did not make sense.
[Fuck. I really want to eat it.]
I didn’t understand it, so I clicked the comment box and noticed that other users were no different from me.
[?]
This was because it was the best comment with over 500 likes.
“Nayeon! Come out! Let’s eat!”
Pressing the home button at my sister’s call, I went out into the living room and sat down on a chair at the dining table.
Side dishes filled with Korean food.
As expected, her cooking skills were still the same.
“And. Is this toshisal? Sister?”
My favorite part of beef.
As the appetizing aroma filled the kitchen, I could feel my mouth watering.
“I bought it because you came.”
My older sister brings a stew with a smile.
Her brother, who had brought her pot holder, followed her.
“I don’t have anything, but I eat a lot.”
“No. I prepared the food, so why is my brother commenting?”
“Hey. I paid for it at the mart, so this is no different than what I prepared.”
An older brother arguing with her older sister with a mischievous face.
But I couldn’t easily shake off my preconceived notions once I realized that he was a shady man enough to own her pervert novels like [I imprisoned her] As her books.
“…Do you have anything to say to me?”
Maybe it was because I was staring too hard, but my brother looked down at me with an awkward expression.
“…It’s nothing.”
The three of us started eating just like yesterday.
My brother kept talking to me because he wanted to be close to me.
“Nayeon… What did you want to do first when you became an adult?”
“I just wanted to have a drink.”
“Ah, alcohol is good. Alcohol. Would you like to have a drink with me and Naeun?”
…Did she do something strange after giving her sister a drink?
“No. Eating with my family is not good.”
“Well, it’s fun to drink with friends when you’re 20.”
An older brother scratching his head as if embarrassed.
My sister glanced at me as if my answer didn’t satisfy her.
Sister.
I’m sure your sister would be horrified if she found out what books your brother had.
It was clear he didn’t know yet.
Even knowing this, there is no way the sister would have met her brother.
But this is something I have to seriously talk to my sister about.
It was enough for the first meeting to embarrass my brother in the face.
“Okay. Is the food right for your mouth? Nayeon?”
“No way. Sister’s food is always delicious.”
It may sound like empty words without meaning, but this is a fact.
“Okay. Eat a lot. Do you have any other plans while you are here?”
“I have an appointment with a friend tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, the freshmen said they would meet beforehand, so I’m going out.”
“Go there and don’t mess around with boys.”
The older sister shook her head with an expression that she was disgusted with her experience.
“I have already experienced a lot. The nagging is…”
“She already has a headache thinking that this sister will go the same way she has trodden.”
“I’ll take care of it. By-self.”
After finishing the meal, it seemed that my brother was washing the dishes.
As she put on her rubber gloves and started washing dishes in earnest, I grabbed her sister and went into her bedroom.
“Sit here for a minute.”
“Why. Did you have problems with the studio again?”
“No no. Not that. You have a brother…”
I dragged it in, but how should I explain this in the wisest way?
“Brother. Why.”
“… Do you know her novel [I imprisoned her]? Sister?”
