Chapter 145 – #145. Mistaken
Why did her name [I imprisoned her] Flow out of Nayeon’s mouth?
The name that came out so suddenly made me feel like my thoughts stopped for a moment.
“…I don’t know.”
It was the best answer.
I can’t help but confess right away that I’m an adult writer.
The first step was to find out how she found out about the novel.
Could it be that they spyed on my cell phone or computer?
No way…
Both devices had a lot of secrets, so I was always very secure.
Or maybe your brother’s computer…?
No no As far as I know, my brother’s computer is also properly locked.
And I didn’t think much that Nayeon would have opened her electronic devices on her own.
“As expected.”
What do you mean? Nayeon.
She nodded her head a couple of times as if she was sure of what she was thinking.
“What is it?”
“No. It’s okay if you don’t know her sister.”
“…Is this a book that came out recently?”
It was very painful to pretend not to know something that I knew so well.
“…Even if you don’t know people like you, it’s okay.”
Nayeon’s facial expression gave off the feeling that the main character in the movie is sacrificing everyone in her last scene.
I don’t know what you’re thinking, but that’s not it. Hannah.
“…Later. Let’s talk about it later.”
“What are you saying? Talk in detail Weren’t you trying to talk about your brother?”
She had something to say, but she must have tried to hold it in. Her little brother bit her dainty lower lip.
“Maybe my brother…”
Did you notice that she is a writer?
Did Na-yeon really find out that Lee Min-ho was a Midwinter writer?
Her heart starts beating fast.
If my assumption is true, it was an accident that was so big that it couldn’t be compared to the fact that my brother accidentally showed his cock to Nayeon.
Her impatient heart awaited her reply.
“…She may be more dangerous than you think.”
One thing was certain: Nayeon had found something about her.
* * *
Oh, look at me…
A week has passed since he promised to return to the series.
It almost turned out to be a dream-like week, but unfortunately, the last two days of the vacation were ruined by Naeun’s sister’s visit.
The crazy, perverted plays I enjoyed every day disappeared as if it were a mirage, and only I, who had to act as a kind older brother, remained.
After registering for a one-week pass at the study cafe Naeun had registered for, I regretted not making it a single room.
In fact, in the case of Naeun’s work, I thought that a separate space was necessary because I could tell that she was drawing an erotic picture on the screen at a glance, but due to the nature of the medium of writing, I wrote an essay about who was writing the report unless he was reading right next to me. I thought I didn’t know if I was writing a .
What I said was true, but it was only when I came here that I realized that I was my enemy.
Trudge.
The sound of someone passing behind me.
It could have been that I was moving to pick up the pencil case I had left behind, but I naturally pressed Alt-Tab.
Fuck. Maybe you haven’t read it
While writing the scene of Na Yu-jin’s fall, I opened up the word program again and took a quick look around.
Eugene, who was well-received by those around her because she was a good person, realized that she had become strange these days.
The sense of purpose to work hard to properly guide the children was getting more and more blurred.
The children’s bright smiles, which were the driving force of her life, were gradually losing their light.
Instead, what settled in her heart was a completely different, heterogeneous seed of black desire.
Like a drop of ink on her transparent water bottle, her existence as Jinseong was slowly changing her.
I remembered our date last night.
Jin-seong, who poured passionate kisses on himself in front of the house.
What bothered me more than his tongue was the hard feel of his lower abdomen.
It was as big as a large club in a pocket.
Will it come inside me?
Something so big…
“Teacher! I’m done!”
Eugene, who was staring blankly down at her desk, was able to stop her wandering thoughts only after she saw the child running towards her.
“Ayu~ You drew it so beautifully~ Come on. Now let’s try drawing this one on the next page!”
…I missed him.
The scale of Eugene’s life was gradually leaning towards her true nature.
Write… It doesn’t sound too bad…
Is not it. When I finish here, I wonder if the readers will say something.
When I look at other writers, it seems that when they come back after taking a long break, they come back with a job or a senior.
Naeun couldn’t afford to prepare, and Yeoncham…
After taking a quick look around, I shook my head.
It seemed like a bunch of people here.
After quickly reviewing today’s manuscript, I quickly covered my laptop and left the cafe.
While listening to music, I took out my cell phone thinking I would go home, but I felt impatient with the 5 missed calls.
All of them were better.
Worried that something might have happened, I called right away.
[Hello.]
[Ah. Why are you not answering the phone like this!]
[Sorry. I was working on it.]
[Ha…]
She lets out a deep sigh.
[Let’s go home now. Are you done working?]
[Huh. On the way home anyway.]
[Nayeon is out to meet her friends, so she jumps right in. You know.]
What is the purpose… Does it mean to share the affection that Naeun has not shared while Naeun is gone?
[Okay. Go soon.]
[…I’ll wait.]
[Huh.]
As usual, my lower leg tickled from writing obscene language, but I thought it was going well, so I headed toward the house with even greater strides.
When I arrived home after about 10 minutes, Naeun, who was sitting in a computer chair, eagerly waved her short legs back and forth to meet me at the front door.
“At least vibrate from now on.”
“…When I’m working, I want to turn it off because I care about it.”
“I collapsed and someone contacted me, but what if I can’t answer?”
“I live with you so that I can call 911 next to you.”
Naeun’s face looked very serious as she grabbed my wrist and took me to the bedroom.
“…Where did Nayeon go?”
“They say they went near their school.”
“You haven’t even entered school yet, do you already have friends?”
“I don’t think there are kids from Nayeon’s high school who went to college in Seoul.”
Ah… I was the one who couldn’t keep in mind the possibility that it could be so long after I entered school.
After about 7 years, the memory of the time when I entered the school is blurry, but it can be like that.
“So why did you look for me so anxiously?”
“… Nayeon knows of her existence [Has imprisoned her].”
“…Is he?”
After answering the question in response to the completely unexpected answer, I looked at her expression, wanting to see if Na-eun did anything evil to her.
…Unfortunately, I couldn’t find a single sign of lies on Naeun’s face.
“How does he know that? Are you a Novell World user?”
“I don’t think so. Last night, he suddenly grabbed me and asked me.”
“Hmm…”
Is there something I could be caught doing wrong?
I’m doing my writing outside, and the security of my home computer must be perfect.
“Even thinking about cancer, I think I got it because of you?”
“Isn’t your brother pointing out something?”
“Not at all.”
“Hi-san…”
Seeing Naeun’s uneasy look, I reached out and touched her hand.
“It could be because I just happened to enter the Nobel World and enjoyed watching it. Don’t worry too much.”
“No. Brother. If he knows that he is your brother Midwinter and that I am HNE, would he be able to stay?”
“…I don’t know. Because he is not my brother.”
After Naeun repeated her words that she couldn’t live, she slapped her forehead.
“Listen.”
“Ok.”
“If she knows that her brother is a fucking pervert, it’s unconditional to call her mom and dad, and will she put on a show to get her brother away from me somehow?”
Huh… I’m sure it wasn’t going to be something I could just do, but I couldn’t do anything on my side.
“But Nayeon hasn’t said much yet, but I go to her first and say, ‘I’m not that kind of person.’ Isn’t it funny?”
“Who would do that? Just be aware and always be careful. Not always. Just for the next three days.”
“Okay. I’ll do that. But then, could it be that I acted so coldly because I thought [I imprisoned her] Had something to do with her?”
Of course, I thought the button was off from the first meeting with her, but despite my efforts, Nayeon’s face showed a sour reaction.
“I don’t normally have a lot of aegyo and that kind of style, but I can’t say for sure that it isn’t.”
“I don’t really like being called that because I’m just that kind of person.”
This time, I was eagerly hoping that Nayeon would be a picky person by nature.
